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Something special	By : fundamellie Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Pet Shop Boys Views: 1028 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Barely 20 minutes later they were climbing into the back seats of a black cab next to each other.
“Where shall the ride go, gentlemen?” the cabby inquired with a thick Irish accent.
“You first?” Neil looked questioningly at Stefan who suddenly seemed kind of nervous.
“Can I stay at your place again?” The boy asked in such a low voice that Neil could hardly make out the words.
“It’s so late and I still don’t have the keys to the main door.”
Neil stared at the boy for a few seconds who thankfully did not seem to notice as his entire attention was focused on his hands which he had linked together, nervously clenching and unclenching.
Neil had to swallow hard to be able to speak. Stefan wanted to stay over night.
Even though he knew fully well that there were absolutely no implications to this statement his heart was pounding again like that famous dub sub-sonic beat box.
“Sure,” he finally replied lamely. “The guest-room’s always ready for you.”
When he faced Stefan again, the boy gave him such a sweet smile that he was thankful he was already seated. Such a smile was more than enough to make a man’s knees go weak.
“Hurlingham Road, Fulham,” he told the driver and gratefully sank back into his seat.
“You were right,” Stefan said after a while. “Ian is quite a nice person.”
“See, I told you so, lad,” Neil replied teasingly.
“I know, I know, I should listen to you more often, headmaster Tennant!” Stefan shot back, laughing softly. Then he put his head on Neil’s shoulder and yawned openly.
“Oh sorry,” he muttered. “I’m just so tiered.”
“Never mind,” Neil assured him and hesitantly put an arm around Stefan’s shoulder to make it more comfortable for both of them. To his surprise Stefan did not withdraw but snuggled closer to him so that the lengths of their bodies were touching.
“We’ll get you to bed, little one,” Neil replied affectionately. “And I won’t wake you up tomorrow morning either.”
“Hmm, that sounds good.” Stefan muttered sleepily. “Do you read me a good-night story as well?”
“If you insist.” Neil laughed. “What kind of story do you want to hear? Steve?”
He got no reply from the boy, and when he looked down he saw that Stefan had fallen asleep, head still resting on his shoulder, eyes closed, lips slightly parted.
He could feel the boy’s warm breathe on his neck and it send a shiver right down his spine.
“Good night, sweetheart,” he whispered, carefully stroking Stefan’s unruly hair.

They were still sitting like this when the taxi finally pulled into Hurlingham road.
“Steve, wake up! Hey!” Neil shook the boy gently but Stefan just mumbled something incomprehensible and snuggled even closer.
“Steve!” With an effort Neil ignored the impulse to hug the boy in a very tight, very un-fatherly embrace.
“Steve, wake up!”
He shook the boy again with a little added force.
“Hmm?” The boy lifted his head and looked around, not quite making sense of the situation.
“We’re there!” Neil smiled. “Get out.”
“Oh. Did I fall asleep?” Stefan wanted to know, opening the door.
“Yes, you did. You looked quite…cute.” Neil told him, cursing himself instantly that he had said those words aloud.
Stefan did not seem to mind or to notice and just smiled another of those brilliant smiles before he climbed out of the car. Neil quickly paid the driver who grinned at the generous tip.
“Good night to you and your boy, Sir!”
Neil just nodded; feeling very tense and uncomfortable as the words hit him, shattering his little daydream world.
Father and son. That’s how others saw them. For obvious reasons. After all he was more than double as old as Steve. 42 compared to his 18. Father and son.
That’s how he should behave after all. For once he should really be reasonable.
Neil led the way up to his flat in silence. He suddenly felt as if somebody had punched him right into the stomach. How stupid could he get? Finding this kid who sleepily trotted after him attractive was bad enough but he had to admit to himself that there was more to it lately. He was developing a giant crush on this odd German boy who trusted him so completely and did not show any uneasiness regarding the fact that he was suddenly surrounded by a bunch of older queer guys who could all well be his father. Neil rubbed the bridge of his nose absent-mindedly. Now he was really getting a headache. If it were not happening to him, it would be almost funny, like in this tragic old song. It was only too true, he was mad about the boy.
Falling fast. Feeling helpless and stupid. Helpless because he could not do anything to escape Stefan’s charm and frankly did not want to lose him as a friend.
Stupid because he was in a relation and should be putting more energy into making that work again. Because the kid was straight and needed a friend; a father figure, if you liked for support not some ageing queen who lusted after him. Because he was double as old as the boy and quite frankly if he'd been in Stefan’s shoes he would be horrified at the thought of such an old guy finding him sexually attractive.
‘For Christ's sake, get a grip!’ he cursed himself silently.
If Stefan recognized Neil's mood swing he did not show it, he let himself be shown into the guest room he always stayed in and which he had begun to call ‘his room’. Even though he was not very talkative Neil was kind like always, he handed him a glass of orange juice and fresh pyjamas before he turned to leave for his own bedroom. Stefan took the pyjamas and unfolded it, then looked up in wonder.
"Did you buy this for me?" he asked, wide-eyed and amazed.
"Yes, I did," Neil replied, half turning in the door frame. "After all, mine are all too short for you and it seems you are going to stay overnight regularly so it seemed logical to buy a couple of pyjamas for you."
"A couple?" Instantly Stefan was on his feet and across the room to hug Neil.
"Thanks, that's so sweet of you!" he exclaimed and kissed Neil on the cheek. Neil felt totally overwhelmed, the warm slender body of this cutie suddenly pressed against him, the hot lips leaving a tingling feeling on his skin. Without knowing what he was doing Neil put his arm around the boy, pulling him closer, refusing to let him go.
This was so sweet, this was all he wanted, this... The next thing he knew was that he was kissing Stefan. Not sexy tongue-to-tongue kissing but desperately pressing his lips against the boy's. He barely caught his hands sliding down the boys back, down to his hips, down... Neil's mind was turning, he felt light-headed and angry with himself. He quickly broke the kiss and pushed Stefan away.
"I'm sorry", he muttered. His face burned badly with the heat of his blush.
"I'm sorry," he repeated and left the room, closing the door behind him. He did not hear Stefan’s answer.
"Don't be sorry, it was nice," the boy whispered to the closed door, feeling very strange indeed.
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