Tough Vs Shy

Brian wished the short journey to the house would take longer, but luck wasn't on his side. While Matt kept his word and took it easy on the road, he kept his speed up higher than the limit permitted. This in turn resulted in the ride being only a few minutes long. Once they arrived, Matt parked the bike up in the driveway and hopped off, slipping the helmet and bandanna off. He then took Brian's off and hung both pieces of head protection on his arms by the straps.

"Jacket off too." Matt said, holding his arm out.

"Huh..?" Brian asked quietly, looking up at his lover.

"Jacket. Off." He demanded, growling lowly. Brian was going to question his reasons, but he decided that it was best just to keep quiet and do as he said. Reluctantly, he slipped the vest jacket off of his bare upper body and handed it to Matt, who smiled and hung it on his arm with the rest of his stuff.

"Matt..." He then mumbled, looking up at the muscular man.

"Hm?"

"I don't think it's best to let my dad see all these bruises and marks..."

Matt grumbled quietly and wrapped his arm around his lover's waist to comfort him. He then pressed his lips against Brian's head softly, running his other hand through his lover's hair.

"Shhh..." Matt whispered, "It's gonna be okay. I want your dad to know I'm not fucking around here..."

Brian had no idea what Matt meant by that, but once again he decided to keep his mouth shut. Matt smiled then guided him to the front door. He knocked loudly and waited patiently for an answer. The door opened moments later.

"Hey dad" Brian smiled, looking up at the man at the door. There was a brief silence.

"Junior. What the FUCK are you doing with him?! What are those bruises?! Have you been sleeping with hi-"

"Mr Haner, relax. He's fine." Matt reassured, gently patting Brian's shoulder, "He consented to everything and he loved every second." A smirk formed on his lips as he spoke the last words, much to the anger of Brian's dad. In his frustration, the man grabbed his son's arm and dragged him inside. Matt followed quietly, hoping he wouldn't be noticed.

"What the actual fuck, Brian?!" Mr Haner roared, staring down at his son.

"Dad... Please-" Brian pleaded, but he knew his father was having none of it.

"You know what he's like. He fucked up my new car, he beats everyone up and he's unpredictable! He's too dangerous and I refuse to allow you to be near him!"

"Dad! I love him!" Brian cried out in desperation. Matt's eyebrows raised and he quietly placed his stuff on the floor and poked his head around the door to watch. He was genuinely surprised - He thought Brian was only with him out of fear of being beaten senseless.

"No you don't! You're just telling yourself that because you don't know any better!" His father yelled.

"You've got no idea, dad! I really do love him, and he loves me! Right, Matt?"

"Of course I do" Matt purred as he finally walked over, wrapping his arms around his lover from behind. His hands ran up and down Brian's bare chest and rested his head on his shoulder. This infuriated Mr Haner, but he knew there was nothing he could do. All he could do was watch as the muscular man held his son in his arms.

"I swear to God, Sanders. I'm going to get you somehow..." He growled lowly.

"Oh really?" Matt asked, smirking cockily at him, "Y'know you can't get me arrested because I've already done my time for the car incident."

"I'll find a way.."

"Sure you will. Now if you'll excuse me, me and Brian here are gonna head upstairs and spend some time together." He smiled, scooping Brian off of his feet and heading upstairs with him.

"First door on the left, babe." Brian directed. Matt thanked him and stepped inside. He smiled as he looked around the room.

"You've got a nice room here, Bri" He complimented.

"You think so? I prefer your room." Brian admitted, looking up at him. Matt chuckled softly and headed over to the bed, sitting down on the edge.

"Your room's got more space and it's nice and tidy" Matt said

"I know, but it feels a bit rich in here if you know what I mean. Y'know, with all my expensive stuff and whatever... Your room feels normal and comfortable"

"I suppose so. I still like your room better though." Matt mumbled. He laid back on Brian's bed covers, pulling him down on top of him. Brian just shrugged and smiled, laying on top of him.

"I'm not heavy, am I?" He asked

"Not at all, my love. Not to me anyway" Matt chuckled. There was a brief silence. After that, Matt shifted and looked at the man on top of him.

"How about we strip down to our boxers and cuddle? I would say we could fuck but your dad's dampened my mood..." He suggested. He smiled when he saw Brian's eyes light up and he moved off of him to remove the torn jeans that he'd been given that morning. He removed his shoes too and then crawled under the covers. Matt did the same, happily moving over to his boyfriend and slipping his arms around his slim frame. Brian rested his head against Matt's now bare chest, using him almost like a pillow.

"I'm sorry about my dad..." Brian said quietly, "He just gets really overprotective of me sometimes..."

"Don't be sorry about him baby, I'm used to that kind of thing. Besides, me and him don't have the best track record" He chuckled, ruffling his love's hair.

"He hates you, huh?" Brian asked, smiling up at him. He was just about to answer, however, he was interrupted by his phone. He sighed and excused himself, grabbing his phone out of his jeans and stepping out of the room.

"Make it quick James, I'm at Haner's house." He grunted, heading downstairs and walking out the back door.

"Why are you with him?" Jimmy asked.

"Because there's just something about that boy that drives me fucking crazy. Why'd you ask?"

"Look, we're worried he's gonna change and ruin you. We think he's not your type." Jimmy admitted.

"Hey! I don't give a shit what you think about my relationship! I love that boy and I intend to stay with him! Besides, he's great in bed." Matt growled. Jimmy let out an interested grunt.

"Great in bed, huh? What's he like?" He asked curiously.

"He's vocal, he's cooperative, he feels amazing... I never wanted it to stop last night. He scratched my back up big time but it's totally worth it dude, trust me" Matt explained. Jimmy felt a sharp pang of jealousy hit him hard.

"No fair... You gotta let me have him!"

"Pfft, in your dreams, Sullivan."

"Aw please!" He begged. Matt shook his head.

"No can do. Look, tell the guys I'll be fine. I gotta get back upstairs before Brian's dad tries to murder me. I'll catch up with you later, okay?" He promised. Jimmy let out a sigh.

"Alright dude... I'll talk to you later." He replied. Matt then hung up and headed back inside. He walked upstairs and to Brian's room, slipping inside and walking to the bed. Brian laid there, a smile spreading across his face. He held his arms out for his boyfriend, which Matt happily crawled into. They snuggled up again under the covers, keeping each other warm. They spent the rest of the afternoon talking, staying in bed and enjoying each other's company. They thought all was well.

Downstairs, however, a storm was quietly brewing. The police had been in contact with Bran's dad regarding Matt. Turns out that he was now wanted for his reckless driving earlier on in the day. The news was like a golden ticket and he was going to take it. He gave all the information he had, praying it would get Matt in trouble. He explained that Matt was currently at his house, upstairs with his boyfriend. The police thanked him for the information and informed him that they would be round within the hour.

When they did arrive, Matt and Brian had fallen asleep. Mr Haner could hear the gentle snores of his son and the louder snores of Matt. He couldn't wait to see Matt's face when he was cuffed up and being lead into the back of the police car that was now parked outside. The officers entered the house and requested that Matt was woken up and brought downstairs, fully dressed and ready to leave. With that, Mr Haner headed upstairs and knocked on the door before quietly entering.

"Matt?" He called, bringing the man from his dreams.

"Huh?" The man asked groggily, rubbing his eyes and sitting upright.

"I need you dressed and downstairs now please. Bring Brian along too."

Matt thought the request was a bit odd, however he decided to cooperate. He carefully slipped out from Brian's arms and got up, retrieving his clothes and redressing himself. Brian had awoken too however, and he decided to get dressed and join his lover for whatever his father had in store for him. Once dressed, the pair walked downstairs together. They found themselves confronted by 3 police officers, one with handcuffs at the ready.

"Matthew Sanders, you are under arrest on the suspicion of dangerous driving, death by dangerous driving and reckless endangerment. You do not need to say anything but anything you do say may be used as evidence. Do you understand?" The main officer asked, grabbing Matt's wrists and holding them together behind his back so he could be cuffed. Matt was too shocked to speak and began to thrash out, trying his best to resist arrest

"No! let go of him, you assholes! Let Mattie go!" Brian cried out, rushing over to try and assist his escape. The third officer grabbed Brian by the arms and dragged him away, threatening him with arrest too. His dad just watched with an evil grin. Matt shot a glare at him and growled, still straining and fighting for his freedom.

"Relax! Relax or we will use leg restraints and possibly a taser!" The main officer yelled, managing to floor the suspect and pin him down. The second officer who placed him in cuffs brought out leg restraints and applied them, rendering Matt's attempted kicks useless. Eventually, he gave in. The two officers escorted him out to the car while the third held a screaming Brian back. Tears streamed down the man's face.

"Brian, you knew this would happen." His father said. He then took the man from the officer and allowed him to leave. Brian shoved his father away from him before staring at him then running upstairs, rushing into his room to watch the car leave. He could see Matt in the window, his head hung low and a frown plastered on his face. Brian sighed heavily and fell onto his bed, burying his face in his pillow.


There was nothing he could do. Matt was gone.
He'd never forgive his dad for what he did. Ever.

Notes

Hey guys! Hope you liked this chapter!
Not sure how many more chapters I'll write for this, but there will only be a few. I'm hoping to update often so check back.
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