And Yet Another Mini-Harrifield Ficlet
Did yet another ficlet!ย Based on some head canon that I had posted some months ago. Also inspired by a commission of that head canon that I had done by the amazing @kardcoreโ Which is at the bottom of the fic.ย *Minor suggestive content, kissing.* .โโโโโโโโโโโโ The Incidentย ( Steve X Dwight) It all began with the couch in the living room of the Meyers house. Dwight had sat down for just a moment. It had been a hectic day, and just needed a second to breathe. ย He knew that the killer was chasing Nea far at the other end of the street. So just a second would be fine.
And then without warning Steve was with him on the couch, smiling a great big grin as he slid next to his sweetheart. A playful pounce and suddenly Steveโs lips were on his own and he was pinning him to the couch.
โThis is a terrible idea.โ Dwight attempted to inject some reason into Steve as the incredibly handsome and distracting young man moved from his lips to nibble on his neck.
โOh come on Dwiโฆ Itโs been 3 weeks since we had any chance to be alone. Are you really telling me you want me to stop?โ ย Steve muttered in a breathy voice, as he continued to unfairly take advantage of the fact that he knew exactly all of the spots on Dwightโs body that drove him insane. ย
โBut were notโฆ ย aloneโฆ itโs the middle of a trialโฆ sure this couch is nice and allโฆ But the killer could find us anytime. โ Dwight continued out loud trying to keep focus but failing miserably as Steveโs lips traced their way up Dwightโs jawline.
โWeโll be fineโฆ Nea brought in a flashlight, and itโs Frankโฆ Sheโll have him chasing her till the ends of the Earth.โ ย Steve artfully continued to tease his boyfriend. ย " Besides weโll hear him coming if your worried about him interrupting us.โ Dwight knew there was probably something wrong with Steveโs logic but his beauโs continued application of tongue to his sensitive collarbone was more than enough to melt away his brainโs common sense.
Just a few more seconds couldnโt hurt right? Dwight was a bit lost to the sensations, it had been a while since he and Steve had a little time. ย Surely a minute or two could be spared.
Time seemed to stretch as Steve continued his exploration of his partner. Something felt off to Dwight though and he looked up and noticed a figure looming over both of them.
Frank had apparently broke off his chase of Nea, Dwight wasnโt sure how long he had been there as he hadnโt heard him come in at all which worried him. ย Frank held his knife limply at his side and was just staring at the pair through his mask.
Dwight immediately pushed up on Steve trying to get disentangled. "Steve I told you weโd get caught!โ Steve being a little slow on the uptake moved at the speed of molasses as Dwight was still pinned to the couch.
Strangely Frank just sat there not stabbing them, he appeared to be maybe dumbfounded? Dwight had a hard time telling as he was desperately trying to push his flame off of him. ย
Dwight noticed that a bright red flush creeped up Frankโs neck, he muttered something out loud that Dwight couldnโt make out. And then BAM! He dashed away like a bat out of hell.
Dwight blinked.. Wait had the killer justโฆ Run away? ย He was fully up and standing, when Quentin popped into the front door.
โWow did you see him move? I donโt even think I have seen him move that fast in his frenzy.โ Quentin joked. โWhat got into his bonnet?โ He tilted his head looking at Dwight and Steve.
Dwight was about to say something when Quentin started laughing. ย โOh I see! He got an eyeful when he found you two!โ He pointed at Dwightโs neck.
Dwight looked down out of the corner of his eye, some bright red hickies were on display, plain as day. He felt his face immediately get super hot and he felt like he wanted to melt into the floor.
Steve grabbed him by the arm and steadied him โ Iโm sorry good looking, itโs fine, Quentin is just teasing you, I am sure he doesnโt really care.โ
Quentin shrugged โ Yeah yah man itโs whatever.โ he smirked โWe should probably find a gen to finish before he changes his mind and becomes stabby again.โ
Down the street Dwight heard Nea taunting Frank and the sounds of a pallet dropping. ย A groan of anger and frustration followed.
Dwight decided it was probably best to follow Quentinโs advice, he motioned for the other two to follow him out the back door of the Meyers place and the group stole out into the foggy neighborhood.

















