Change of Heart (BCAD)

[Kitten]

Will kept his blue eyes trained on Isaac more than the video, if there was a clue he could have gotten from the video then Max would have noticed it as well. He didn't like the peaky look on the other brunette's face, much preferring his mischievous smirk or open honest look of lust. After it played the man cleared his throat. "Pretty rough," he agreed with his blonde friend. "Why don't you two go get Spencer's stuff settled, we'll clean up from lunch."

The muscular hero wanted some time alone to talk with Isaac, and the privacy to touch him intimately while they spoke. There was barely any reason for the young man to trust him more than any stranger on the street, less really, but he hoped that the time they'd shared together might convince the grey eyed beauty to tell him things he wouldn't admit in front of anyone else.

"We'll keep you safe," Spencer piped up as he shut his laptop and prepared to leave the other two in peace. He might not look like much, but the green eyed man could be more useful in a fight than most. Max's calming touch also helped him feel braver, more steady. The slender man didn't know much about what Isaac might have done to protect himself in the past, but he simply assumed it was more of a 'strike first' instead of self preservation technique.

And he wouldn't be so uncouth as to say this, but someone who continuously argued with men like Will and Max couldn't have much of a self preservation streak in the first place, in his humble opinion.

[BCAD]

"Come on," Max walked Spencer into his bedroom and closed the door neatly behind them. His room was of a modest size, but with a comfortable double bed and a small window that looked out into the street below. Like the rest of the flat, it was sparsely decorated, with only a small nightstand, a DVD rack and chest of drawers as furniture other than the bed. There was a poster on the wall for a TV show that Max had started to like recently but that was the only real decoration. "You can sleep here if you like."

After he'd offered he remembered himself and added, "I'll take the couch of course."
He wouldn't mind sharing one bit, but he didn't want to presume. Spencer was affectionate with him, but Max wasn't the best at reading signs. He couldn't be certain if Spencer was merely very touchy with his close friends and trusted him, or if he felt as he did.


When they were alone, Isaac didn't bring up his immediate suspicions about who was behind the video and instead picked up the plates from the table and put them in the sink. Will had said that they were going to be taking care of the cleaning up after lunch. He was pensive, clearly deep in thought and concerned. If it was who he thought it was behind this, then that man would be unlikely to give up until he'd achieved his objective. Morgan was many things, but a quitter was not one of them.

[Kitten]

Will took the leftovers, there were more than he expected what with the grim table discussion, and put them in the fridge. After giving Isaac a little space to be alone with his thoughts the big man crowded his small lover against the counter, putting a muscular arm on either side of him. "So," he said in a conversational tone that juxtaposed their intimate position. "You didn't have anything to say about that video."

He had plenty more to say, and ask, and potentially do. Right now, however, he wanted to let Isaac feel his presence. I'm bigger, I'm stronger and faster then whatever is out there to get you, you're safe, he tried to say with his body. It was really cheesy and stupid, but it would have been worse to actually come out and say it, not to mention maybe a little insulting.


Spencer fidgeted and fiddled with his bag before dropping it. He wouldn't mention the others décor, having made his opinion known a long time ago. Green eyes looked up at the blonde hero, he always felt fidgety when he was around Max. "You don't have to," he murmured softly. This was it, if he could potentially shoot someone to protect Isaac, then he could be honest about what he wanted. Even if only a little.

"I-uh I mean," the brunette breathed, adjusted his glasses. "We would both fit. Together. In the bed. I-I-if you'd like to. N-not that you have to like it." God this was hopeless. He took a deep breath. Do it Spencer, do it. "I would like to share the bed, please."

[BCAD]

Isaac's thoughts were suddenly interrupted by Will's strong arms wrapping around him. He could feel his muscular form against his back, and despite tensing up initially, he soon relaxed into the other's arms. He closed his eyes, bringing his hands up to rest gently against Will's forearms, his pale fingertips resting on the tanned skin. "The voice was distorted. I couldn't tell who it was."

He wasn't lying. He couldn't tell. He had nothing to suspect it was Morgan beyond a niggling feeling that told him it might be. He hesitated, then after a sigh he confessed his suspicions to the other man.

"I don't know who it is, but i am worried it might be a man called Morgan. You have no doubt heard of him. Perhaps even in relation to me. We worked together in the past. We also... Had some sort of a relationship, if you can call it that." He hesitated at the last bit of information. It wasn't something he was particularly proud of. Morgan had been fun, but also needy. He had wanted more than Isaac had been prepared to give. "I suspect if he is behind this, then he's unlikely to give up until he's succeeded."


Inside his broad chest, Max's heart beat quickly. He rubbed the back of his neck and looked at the ground with a sheepishness that made him appear younger than his years. "If you're sure you're okay with that, then okay... Yeah, that's probably for the best. I can keep an eye on you that way. Make sure you're safe."

He hoped that didn't sound too lame. Or too much like a cover up for the fact that he was quite pleased to be sharing a bed with Spencer for another reason.

[Kitten]

Will closed his arms around the other, nosing behind his ear and listening to him breathe. He nodded at Isaac's assertion that the other couldn't be sure who was targeting him. The dark haired man frowned a little, an unexpected feeling of jealousy settling into his stomach. He tightened his hold a bit before letting go and stroking his chin in thought.

"So this guy," he said reasoning it out in his head as he spoke. "You think he might be after you not just because of this whole thing." He gestured sort of vaguely around the room, starting a slow pace around the small room. "But also because of what has happened personally between the two of you in the past."

Dark thoughts swirled in Will's mind. Morgan had a reputation, and a nasty one at that. He particularly didn't like how Isaac looked, hesitant about the whole thing. Had the bastard taken advantage of him? Preyed on his perfectly sexy submissive tendencies. His hands balled into fists, power pulsing along them. The blue eyed man quickly shook it off however, it wasn't helping in this situation. "He ever hurt you?" His voice was surly.


Spencer offered a sunny smile at that, was Max really feeling a little of the nervousness that he so often displayed around the other man? It made him hot in his stomach to think of sleeping next to the much larger man, maybe their bare legs would touch in the night. "Keep me safe," he echoed on a soft breath. That was a wonderful thought.

The slender brunette adjusted his glasses and glanced towards the living room. "So, uh," the virginal young man shifted once more. "Should we watch a movie or?"

[BCAD]

Isaac watched Will pace back and forth, he couldn't help but feel a certain fondness for how outraged he seemed to be just at the possibility that Morgan had hurt him. They hadn't known each other for long, not even a full day, yet he was already so protective of him. It was sweet. More than sweet actually. Isaac had fooled around plenty, but he had been involved with only a few men who cared enough to even ask how his day had been. Mostly, it had always just been about the sex. However, Will seemed like he cared.

"It wasn't a one sided thing. I hurt him as well." Isaac replied coolly, not quite sure how to answer that question. It was complicated in his mind. He was no angel and he knew that he had done things during his time with Morgan that had made the man rightfully angry with him. "That doesn't really matter just now. It might not even be him."


"A movie would be cool," Max said, feeling a little like a teenager who had brought their crush back home for the first time. It felt ridiculous for a man of his size and age to feel that way.
He walked with Spencer into the living room and began setting up the DVD player. Will and Isaac were still talking in the kitchen, but he assumed it would be okay to claim the TV. "What you in the mood for?"

Max was easygoing when it came to movies. If he was to choose, he was a bit of a comic book geek. Many heroes were. Some found their fictional counterparts embarrassing or over the top, but many grew up watching movies and shows about other superhumans and dreaming of one day being as courageous and looked up to as those on the screen.

[Kitten]

Will audibly growled, but covered it up with a cough. He was incredibly displeased to hear what Isaac had to say. "No," he said trying to convince himself that this wasn't a personal issue. That he didn't want every detail of the others relationship with someone like Morgan. After all, Isaac had been up until a few hours ago a nefarious criminal in his own right.

"It's incredibly important. I need to know if there's something he might try to use against you. Any way or reason someone might hurt you is a clue to how they could attack." He moved back to tilt the others head up, kissing him softly. "I know it's hard to talk about, but it's important that we examine all avenues someone could take to get at us." To compromise you, was the unspoken statement that hung between them.

Spencer yawned, trying to hide it with his hand. He was emotionally drained from the very busy morning and could have watched paint dry at that point if it was on the other side of the couch from Max, close enough to touch and feel the others body heat.

"Oh I don't care," he said easily as he slipped off his shoes and set them next to the couch, sitting down to watch the other bustle about with tired eyes. "Anything you like, I'll like." He hadn't meant to say that and blushed.

[BCAD]

Isaac raised an eyebrow at Will's insistence. He lowered his head, somewhat taken aback by how adamant Will was, that he really seemed outraged that one of his former partner's hurt him. Then, he felt his chin being raised up by one of Will's hands. A soft kiss was planted on his lips. Not because of the kiss itself, but the sentiment behind it, the former villain found himself blushing. He tried to shift away from the other's touch after it had finished, looking a bit sheepish.

"I remember him calling me a 'traitor' then too," He began, his eyes not meeting Will's as he spoke. Instead they looked at the tiled kitchen floor, then the countertop, then the fridge. Anywhere but meeting Will's dark blue eyes. "I suppose that's what made me think it might be him. The way he said it was similar."

"I had never got the impression we were serious. Just two people who clicked and liked each other's bodies. That's all. I didn't feel tied to him, so I slept around. Not a lot, but here and there. When he found out, he called me a traitor, he hit me, and I decided that was that." Isaac shook his head and gave an insincere laugh.. He tried to act as if it was easier for him to talk about than it was. "However, at his insistence we still got together from time to time. I don't know why I agreed. He always seemed kind of angry when we were together after he found out what a 'traitor' I was, but I slept with him anyway. I don't really know why." He shrugged, his eyes meeting Will's, albeit just for a moment. He didn't know what to expect the other man to say. He didn't know what he wanted him to say.


Max put on the DVD of a superhero movie, an oldish one that he had been shown as a kid. He'd watched it a lot when he was young and it was one that he could rematch countless times and never get sick of. As the somewhat corny film played on the TV, Max sat close to Spencer, occasionally watching the other man out of the corner of his eye.

He looked sleepy. He could feel him occasionally nudge against him as he nearly drifted off. It was a pretty nice feeling.

[Kitten]

Will let the other move away, giving him space when all the man wanted was to grip him close. He nodded again, rolling his shoulders but letting the other know that he was listening. The blue eyed hero clenched his jaw at Isaac's second admission, the muscle in his jaw jumping and the power he'd always had inside gather to his hands once more.

"How," he said and followed it quickly with the modifier, "where did he hit you? How?" Was it a punch? A slap? To the face, the chest? Whatever had happened he'd see it done again. He'd hold Morgan down and let Isaac do what he wanted, then destroy what was left. If. Will forced himself to breathe, knowing he was coming on too strong. If Morgan had done it, and if Max didn't take a chunk out of the villain first for scaring Spencer so badly he'd come running like a dog with it's tail between it's legs.

Will finally nodded as he mulled the others words over, rolling the thoughts around in his head until he could reliably speak and be understood. "Thank you, for telling me." He said at length. "That couldn't have been easy but it's going to..." he breathed and took the plunge. "Gong to help me keep you safer." He pulled the other man into his arms, still coming on too strong. He didn't care at this point, if Isaac wanted to pull away and put distance between them the he'd allow it.

He couldn't help himself really. He was a born romantic at heart and when he fell for someone he fell hard.


Spencer snuffled softly and sat up, hand on his weapon. He'd been woken up too many times at home to someone trying to get to him or his things to wake up suddenly any other way. The small man yawned and smiled at the movie that was on, a distant favorite from his childhood. "I like this one." He murmured as he slumped the other way, shoulder bumping Max's in his half awake state. He yawned again, not much sleep with his job, and relaxed against the others massive strong shoulder, hand still touching his holster and gun lightly.

[BCAD]

Isaac opened his mouth to answer Will's questions, but before he could, he felt himself being embraced and held to the other's body. His face pressed against the muscle of his chest, he lost the words he had been about to say. A lump appeared in his throat and he felt ridiculous. Weak. Hugging after sex was one thing, but this showed another type of affection and care, a type that Isaac was not as accustomed to.

"He slapped my face. Grabbed me by the throat. I thought he might kill me but, I guess he changed his mind. He probably regrets that now." He finally answered, his voice slightly muffled by the tight embrace. He didn't pull away.

He could still remember the look in Morgan's eyes when it had happened. He had genuinely been afraid that it would be the end. A pitiful end for someone who was, at that point, one of the city's most notorious outlaws. Morgan had probably decided not to just so he could continue having him. It was the only reason that Isaac could imagine.


They continued to watch the film, Spencer falling asleep before the half way point, and Max taking a few minutes to notice how the other's breathing had slowed and his eyes were now completely closed over. Slowly, a smile came to his face. He had been worried that Spencer would be too afraid to get any shut eye, so it was heartening to see him at peace.

He turned off the TV and carefully stood up, keeping a hand on Spencer so the man who had been leaning against his shoulder wouldn't fall over. Then, he picked him up into his arms and took him to the bedroom.