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Joel Waters-Baker ([personal profile] just_another) wrote2016-11-27 07:16 pm
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[Spencer]

He's not really sure what possessed him.

Maybe it's that things have been relatively quiet recently, maybe it's that he and Spencer have lived in relative peace for nearly two years now. Maybe it's simply a celebration of their children both growing up, each of them exhibiting new and interesting traits as time goes on. It had been a bit of a surprise to discover Dane was half-siren -- I thought you knew! Erin had exclaimed when asked -- and Joel is just waiting for the day when Rose's powers reveal themselves, but even that hasn't really changed anything.

They have friends who are sirens, after all, friends who will be able to teach both their children how to control their powers. For now, Joel and Spencer just have to make sure they're very firm with Dane when he starts to demand something.

So maybe it's just that he's happy and wants to take up some kind of new hobby, but after the pool table is moved into a room near the back of the house, Joel realizes he doesn't actually know how to play pool. That's not a big deal, really, he knows everyone has to learn at some point, but he imagines most people don't buy themselves a pool table before learning.

It had been second hard, refinished, not as expensive as some of the others he's seen and he's glad of that, but as he looks at it, at the brightly coloured balls sitting in the square triangle -- the rack? -- he realizes he doesn't know a damn thing about this and Spencer is going to realize it, too, the first time he sees Joel play.

This is going to be embarrassing, he thinks, especially if Spencer turns out to be some sort of billiards master.
doublethepain: (this idiot smiling to himself ugh)

[personal profile] doublethepain 2016-11-28 02:00 am (UTC)(link)
He watches in silence from the doorway for a minute, leaning against the frame with his arms crossed over his chest. Rose is napping upstairs, Spencer had put her down just a few minutes ago before wandering downstairs with Dane, Huxley trailing behind them. He'd lost their son in the hallway, some toy or another having caught his attention, though Dane is still within Spencer's line of sight from here.

It's just one moment, a brief one that lets Spencer consider how so much of their lives have changed since they'd met. Between two kids, who are both apparently going to grow up to be half-siren, the pets, and the store, their lives are nothing short of chaotic; and yet, there's still a strange sense of peace that's settled over them because they just don't seem to have the time to invite anything else in. They see their friends, they take the kids to work with them, they come home, they live. Maybe the family life doesn't sound like much to those who are more thrill-seeking but to Spencer, it's everything.

So it's amusing when Joel tells him he's bringing home a pool table. Spencer hadn't quite known how to respond, had just narrowed his eyes and tried not to laugh before acknowledging it and moving on. He isn't even sure Joel knows how to play pool, certainly hasn't seem him do it before, but Spencer figures maybe he's picked up on it when going out with Coop. Now that he's watching Joel stand at the table and occasionally reach out to poke at this or that, it's suddenly very clear that his husband has absolutely no idea what he's doing.

"You're going to teach me, right?" he asks, his tone innocent, even if there is a hint of teasing. "I mean, I know I haven't asked much about it, but you must be pretty skilled at pool if you thought buying a whole table for the house would be a good idea."
doublethepain: (look at that qt bashful smile omf)

[personal profile] doublethepain 2016-12-02 07:14 am (UTC)(link)
"You just took a more proactive approach," Spencer says, grinning as he pushes off from the door frame so he can close the gap between him and Joel for a kiss. "Besides, I think learning how to play together will be fun. We can turn it into our new ritual. Put the kids down for bed, bring the baby monitors with us in here, pour some whiskey, figure out how this is actually supposed to work. It's all about angles, anyway, we'll learn in no time."

There's a little more to it than just angles, Spencer is sure, but he already likes the idea of making this something they can do together. It's true that they do so much together as it is but this is something out of work and parenting. Making time for each other is something they'd promised they'd do even before having Dane, and they've succeeded pretty well in that, but it's always nice to find something new to do, especially when they're generally limited to the kids' eating and sleeping schedules.

"I'll definitely enjoy the view when you're bent over the table, too," he adds, arching a suggestive brow, teasing only somewhat. There's absolutely truth in that, it's not his fault his husband is as attractive as he is doing just about anything. "We'll have to give it a test run sometime, see if it's as sturdy as the table in your apartment."

"Daddy, ball!"

Glancing over his shoulder, Spencer finds their son wandering in through the doorway and holding, indeed, a ball that's a little bigger than his head. It's terribly cute, to the point that Spencer wishes he hadn't left his phone in the living room because maxing out his camera roll seems like a great idea right now.
doublethepain: (forever angry at this face)

[personal profile] doublethepain 2016-12-19 07:46 am (UTC)(link)
"I miss it, too," Spencer admits, resting a hand over Joel's chest, enjoying the warmth of the contact and the feel of the steady heartbeat beneath his palm. "If there was any actual chance we could get it out of there without having to take it apart first, I'd say we should just tell Charlotte we had sex on it so she'd give it up."

He grins up at his husband, knowing Joel will understand he's teasing, because neither of them would ever want to relive the horrors of Charlotte having any more knowledge whatsoever about their sex life. It'd been bad enough she'd walked in on them once before, though Spencer supposes it's a small mercy Joel had only been naked from the waist down behind the counter. He hadn't been able to look at her directly for some time after that, blushing furiously every time he'd accidentally made eye contact. It's funnier now that time has passed, of course, Spencer doesn't feel the same rush of embarrassment he had then; but that doesn't mean he's interested in experiencing anything like that ever again.

Which means they'll have to be extremely careful if they ever get up to anything in this room. If Dane were ever to wander down here looking for them, only to find them naked... God, Spencer doesn't even want to go there. Not now, not ever.

As it is, they're not naked when Dane comes in, and Spencer rushes for Joel's phone, quickly punching in its passcode so he can snap pictures of his husband picking up their son and setting him on the pool table. He switches the camera mode to shoot video then, smiling giddily as he moves closer to stand next to Joel, one reaching out press against the small of his husband's back while he keeps the camera focused on their son.

"Blue," Dane says confidently, swinging his legs. "Blue ball. Blue, blue, blue."

"That's exactly right, Junebug," Spencer tells him, "and what should Daddy do with the ball?"

Dane grins happily, showing his teeth as he holds the ball out toward Joel. "Cash!" He throws it then, and the ball gets just high enough to give Joel room to catch it. "Daddy cash ball!"