#thefcw

"I know you are not comfortable with me, Laura. We barely know each other, but I was a close friend with your father and due to these tragic circumstances, you are coming with me" Nick explained the beautiful woman.

It had been tragic, her parents dying in an accident and Nick had been her father's emergency contact. They had arranged everything and now it was time to decided the next steps.

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God, being called uncle made him feel old. He didn’t spend much time with his relatives so he never had any kids around him getting older and show the passage of time, now his sister’s stepson was in college. Smiling Joseph looked him over trying to remind himself he was his nephew and far too young to even consider. “Good. Not used to company though, I thought you were a Victorian ghost with that look.” Ever the bachelor his guest room had dust more often than it did inhabitants and he’d half forgotten he promised to have Steve there over the holidays before he picked him up. Sitting up better to hide whatever excitement he had he figured he should get to know Steve better, “And you? Your room alright?”

“Oh god, I’m not that spindly pale am I? I mean, Victorian ghost is probably my next Halloween outfit but I hope I’m at least a little less… dead looking,” Steve exclaimed through the biggest laugh, his eyes twinkling as he looked to Joseph. It had taken him a while to get used to his step-mother, after his parents' divorc,e it was just a hard thing to adjust to, but he had liked Joseph since the minute he met the older man. He had fun whenever they hung out, he felt free around him and it didn’t hurt that, far as Steve was concerned, Joseph was a total Daddy. “Yeah, my room was great. Comfy bed, slept like a dream… honestly, way comfier than the one they have at the dorm” he admitted, his fingers casually playing with the bottom of his oversized shirt. He stepped in just a little, gently rocking a little on his feet “Doesn’t seem like anyone’s been in there in a while though, guessing I’m the first guest you’ve had in a while, right?” he asked, reaching up to innocently scratch at his chest which caused the front of his shirt to pull down, showing off the definition in his upper body while he did it. “I really can’t thank you enough for letting me stay, I swear I’m gonna have to find some way to properly thank you for being so cool Uncle J… I mean, you’ve always been cool but this is really next level”

The late afternoon sun hung low over the Hastings farm, washing the fields in a beautiful warm gold. Chad looked out the window and saw that Caius was exactly where he'd been almost every afternoon for the last few weeks, sleeves rolled high and another fitted T-shirt already dusted with dirt as he worked on an aging tractor that had refused to cooperate since breakfast.

Chad had long since stopped pretending he just happened to wander outside whenever Caius was around. Every passing day had become another excuse to lean against a fence post, crack another joke, throw another shameless compliment his way, only for Caius to answer with that same practiced scoff and a dismissive shake of his head that never quite reached his eyes. The act was getting old, and Chad was beginning to suspect they both knew it.

With an easy grin already tugging at his lips, Chad made his way outside and slipped off the porch, heading across the yard. This wasn't going to be another drive-by flirt followed by Caius pretending he hadn't enjoy every second of the attention. If the mechanic wanted to keep hiding behind sarcasm and stubborn pride, fine. Chad had enough charm, enough patience, and more than enough confidence to see exactly what was hiding underneath all that carefully maintained resistance.

As he closed the distance, folding his arms against the fence beside the tractor instead of turning back toward the house, his smile only widened. "You know," he drawled, eyes shamelessly lingering on the curve of the older man's ass for a heartbeat before meeting Caius' again, "I'm startin' to think you're only keepin' this tractor broken so you've got an excuse to keep showin' up lookin' like that."

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Although being a supporting engineer hadn’t been in her future plans it was an easy enough job and being rather small she was ideal if any tight spaces needed to be accessed. Also even if she was rather independent she got along with the two men she was assigned with. They were like two annoying older brothers really. Working repetitive tasks was easy, Laura was entertained well enough by books and documentaries whenever they were off duty and while working the two men always had some weird conversations. Hearing Matt Laura rolled her eyes and smiled, shaking her head slightly. A colony mission and all he could think about is sex. Pressing a few buttons to do a routine check in her systems Laura got up smiling, “Oh, Matt, women aren’t going to get desperate. Everyone who signed up made a contract to have at least one baby. Better to have more ovens for buns than dough mixers. Like you said: women need 9 months, men only 5 seconds.” Sure there’d no doubt be some competition for specific men however desperation wasn’t going to be on the agenda. “Anyway, there’s frozen samples onboard too to guarantee genetic diversity. Although personally I prefer… traditional methods.” Going to Matt she leaned against his chair to look outside of the window. “Don’t worry, Matt. I’m sure there’s someone who wants your luscious blonde hair genes.” Giving him a playful wink Laura stepped away, “I’m going to go check the systems in the cryo before we take a break. Don’t want things getting too warm down there.”

Laura was pretty easy going on the eyes and seemed to take the playful chatter between the other two with ease. If they were back on earth she could easily report them to HR and have their jobs canned but out in space it would be a couple decades before they’d receive any punishment from corporate. A couple rotational sleep cycles meant she was trapped with these two for the better part of her time awake. Once she had said she’d go to check on things in Cryo, Matt waited a moment before following after her, remarking to their colleague left on the bridge. “I’m gonna go make sure she doesn’t need any extra help.” Taking the elevator down the floors in hopes of finding her amongst the lifepods. It’d be a perfect place to hide and slack off. It didn’t take long for him to find her once he got off the elevator. Spotting her as she focused the keypad, he did his best to sneak up behind her. Spooking her with his hands on her hips and pressing himself up behind her. “Sometimes its good to keep things warm.” Cheekily greeting her while having his hands glide up her body to cup her breasts through her jumpsuit. Massaging her body through their clothing. “How about you keep working on the cryopods and I work on you?” Brushing her hair off from her neck to lean in and plant a kiss.

Roseanne was a very shy girl, she never really talked to people at parties and such because she grew too nervous. She was very well aware of the fact that the smallest misstep on her part would cause her and her mother to look like fools. Today, was a very nice day, there was a small summbers breeze but it didn’t dampen the party. There was soft chatter as the people around the garden chatted, some sitting, some standing. Most were in small groups with their friends as they spread all the gossip, so much had changed since the last party. 

Chanel laughed. It wasn’t her first time appearing at the shop with her car, but she hadn’t seen this mechanic before and while usually she was more kept to professional conversation, she was loving the way he spoke. 

“I just needed to drop my car off,” she finally said after a fifteen minute talk with the stranger over something small, going back to the reason she’d driven by to the shop. “Routine work up...I was going to wait here if I could?” she chuckled, still thinking to the last joke he’d told her.