I’d rather have a Hades in my life than a Zeus. There’s something far more appealing in a man who is as dark as the night sky but loyal, as opposed to a man who is brighter than the sun but has a dishonest heart.
– Nievana Judisthir
Men & Birthdays by nightliferogue (click for ao3)
A late birthday gift for the lovely @solitary-sister
Adam didn’t celebrate birthdays.
He couldn’t remember a single time he’d had a good one, his earliest memory of one being the day his mother had left and never returned sitting in front of a store bought cake waiting on candles that never came.
The years that followed were a blur of foster homes mingled in with sexual awakenings as he got older, his eighteenth shoved against an alley wall being fucked for the first time by someone he couldn’t even remember.
When he’d gotten old enough to know better it was a game, making up dates and using them to his advantage in many situations though none were real and he preferred not to think about it at all.
Then Adam had to go and fall in love.
Elias loved celebrating. His own birthday had been an event that Adam didn’t have to do much for though he’d gotten him practically a new wardrobe and fucked him for the first time that night which judging by Elias’s reaction had been a fantastic idea.
When Elias had asked for his and Adam surprised himself by actually telling him, he’d half expected to wake up to a banner strung across the bedroom declaring it and couldn’t help but be disappointed waking up on his thirtieth to absolutely nothing.
Adam went to sleep alone for first time in nearly seven
months, shivering as the coldness that Nigel usually kept away came across the
back of his neck and over his pajama shirt. He held the blanket closer to him,
his eyes pressed tightly together as he struggled for sleep, remembering
Nigel’s text that he’d ‘be home late’ with no explanation.He woke to a kiss on his cheek, a warm whisper, “Adam, wake
up,” as he struggled against Nigel’s shaking.“I’m sleeping, it’s nighttime Nigel. I’m too tired for sex.”
A kiss to his chin, “Not sex, darling, wake up. I have a
surprise.”Adam blinked, staring at him with a glare. “Tell me
tomorrow.”Nigel pressed his lips to Adam’s ear and whispered, “Look
up,” gently pushing him onto his back.Adam gasped at what was above him.
Stars.
Lots and lots of stars.
He was wide awake now, sitting up as he stared and he felt
Nigel kiss his neck.“You like them?”
“Yes. It’s beautiful,” he looked at Nigel, “When did you do
this?”“While you slept,” Nigel kissed his mouth lightly, “I felt
awful, Star, but it’s not a surprise if you’re aware of it. You wouldn’t leave
the house today, despite my telling you a million reasons to.”Adam frowned, “The pandas in the zoo showing off their baby
is not something I wanted to see.”Nigel’s hand came around his back and pulled Adam close to
him, the warmth settling there making him snuggle closer. “Obviously. If I’d
known of a star exhibit I would’ve fucking taken you there, but I couldn’t find
a damn thing worth seeing.”“You told me to go look at the birds. I hate birds, they’re
noisy and dirty.”Nigel kissed behind his ear, “You love me,” he teased, “I’m
quite noisy and very, very dirty.”
Will woke to the sound of something he hadn’t heard in
nearly a year.A dog was barking.
He bolted upright, seeing Hannibal’s side of the bed empty
and nearly falling out of bed as he followed the noise.Hannibal was in the kitchen, the smell of bacon and fresh
cooked eggs made his mouth water as he said, “Where is it?”Hannibal smiled over his shoulder, “Good morning, Will. Did
you sleep well after last night’s festivities?”Will glared at him, trying not to smile at the memory of
their most recent kill and how Hannibal had licked the blood from his cheek
after commenting, “They always taste sweeter when they’re scared.”“Don’t pretend you don’t hear that.”
The barking continued, louder and more persistent now.
Hannibal feigned innocence. “I am not sure I understand what
you are referring to.”Will stalked over to him and grabbed the front of his shirt,
not caring in the least as the spatula in his hand dropped to the floor. “WHERE
IS THE DOG?”
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