#could have been farther had i not been busy studying and also forgoing reading the actual book to instead engage with fandom content...

[urielopot]

Hsy and yjh bickering is so amusing I love themmm <3 they're never on the same wavelength it's hilarious

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At The End of The Day (T)

This gift is for: @arel-rhink From your Secret Santa, @silverloveless

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Rhett’s right hand gripped around Link’s waist tighter as he tried to figure out where Link put his keys. He pulled Link’s arm higher up around his left shoulder as the other man passed Rhett his keys to get the door open. The hot California night was eased with a small breeze that neither man seemed to notice due to the sheer exhausting radiating off both of them.

They had just finished up a 12 hour shoot right after being home for less than a day from the last leg of their mythicality tour. Trying to get all the segments and guests in before the Christmas holiday to ensure everyone got off to be with their family was wearing both men thin along with their crew.  “Come on Bo. If you don’t help me out here I’ll just leave you to sleep here on the porch,” Rhett growled as he struggled to find the lock in the dark.

“Fine but I call shower first. I don’t care what the crew says a shower at the office is not the same as a shower at home.” To say that Link what not in the best mood would be an understatement as loser of the weekly gross out challenge. He pushed the door open letting both men in before quickly setting the alarm.

“You know that’s no problem with me. I doubt Christy would be ok with you falling asleep like that after her and Jess let us crash here while they wrangle the kids at my place.” Rhett followed Link up the stairs as the man in front of him began to unbutton most of his outer layers. The women knew that both men were going to not be home at an kind of decent hour so they gathered the kids for a movie night to get everyone together.  

“Man why does fish heads have to be one of the shows main ingredients. I can still feel them on my hands.”

Rhett giggled as they finally reached master bedroom. Link was already down to his drawers as Rhett scavenged around for the spar shirt and sleep shorts that he keep in one of Link’s drawers. “That’s what you get for being a loser Neil.” Link popped his head out of the doorway and gave Rhett the bird which sent Rhett snickering again as he changed for the night.

Rhett leaned against the doorway as he watched Link shower and scrub his body where most of the fish had fallen on him. He thought Link’s body looked out of sorts due to the alteration the shower door caused but he could still see that strong profile of his friend. He would alway tease Link about his height but he loved how they were both able to fit together so well.  “I know I turn heads more as a silver fox Rhett, but I don’t really think anything hot and heavy in the shower would be a good idea right now. ‘Yes I need an ambulance because me and my beau tried to fuck in the shower running on 2 hours of sleep, and we broke our hip like the old men he forgets we are.’”

As Link got out of the shower, Rhett moved towards him with an outstretched towel. “Now Link that’s unfair to call me an old man. I just hit 40 not like your old bones,” Rhett said as he wiped down  Link’s arms then stomach and legs all while continuing on his speech “And sometimes I forget what are we partners of again can you remind me,” Rhett leaned in close as he wrapped the towel around link’s back.

“Well of course we’re business partners,” he said as Rhett hummed in agreement as he followed Link out. “We’re partners in crime.”

“No one could prove anything,” Rhett quickly said.

Link laughed as he pulled on his own nightshirt and shorts. He decided to keep the teasing up. “We’re partners in wakeboarding. Of course detention partners that got us there to where we are now.” Link turned and drapped his towel over Rhett’s shoulders and tugged him in tight; his lips just ghosting against Rhett’s. He could feel the heat that was coming off Link’s body from the recent shower. The warmth wrapped its way up from his legs through his arms and held tightly to his chest.

Slowly Linked pulled him in, the small height distance something they figured out how to work around long before they understood why to keep it a secret. Their kiss was gentle at first a meeting of lips just to ground themselves in the other person, to feel them under their hands. Rhett’s own hands settled around Link’s hips while the other set drew up around Rhett’s neck curling behind his neck. Soon the kiss grew more intoxicating. As Rhett’s grip tightened around Link, pulling him in closer, he leaned down further into the kiss. Link grabbed him tighter in his hold as he anchored himself to Rhett pushing and tilting his head higher to possess more of the man in front of him. Link growled into the kiss trying to see if the man before him would yield to him. Before Rhett could push his hands under Link’s shirt, craving at that smooth, hot skin under it, his stomach let out a cry of distress.

“Crap, really Rhett,” Linked laughed out loud at how Rhett was trying to whisper to his stomach to be quiet. “I told you to eat from the craft table before we left the sound stage,” Link smirked at his friend as he made his way down the stairs to the kitchen to find something Rhett could eat.

“I did eat but you know I’m always hunger,” Rhett whined out as he went to the cabinet where he favorites were usually kept. “I mean I was getting hungry for something else, but I guess my wires just got crossed.” Link just raised his eyebrows at him as he spread out the fixings for a peanut butter sandwich. ‘Hey if we make out later and he still tastes like peanut butter breath I won’t complain.’ Rhett just have him a deadfaced look knowing exactly why Link chose those ingredients. A lifetime of peanut butter sandwiches only showed how far he was willing to go for the man in front of him.

“At least say you have some Cashew milk,” Rhett pleaded as he came back from his cabinet with a banana and a few Biscotti cookies. It was Link’s turn to give him the dead face look as he turned back around and got the requested milk from the fridge. “You’re actually lucky Lily likes it or else it would have been out with the trash so many times over already.”

“Hey Neal she may have your genes, but at least she can rest easy at night know she has a more open minded flavor palate than you ever could.” Peanut butter spread over the bread easily, and soon the two men moved to the living room to eat their late meal. “So what’ll it be Netflix, the tube, Hulu,” Rhett asked as he passed Link the remote. “I don’t know pick something.”

Linked pushed the remote back in at Rhett who sighed, “Come on man you always say that then whenever I pick then two minutes in you want to watch something else then it takes us five more minutes to figure out what we’re going to watch. How about….we catch up on Hart’s new Tv show.” Rhett’s shoulders dropped trying to find a resolve.

“No way Rhett. You watch that then you get actually ravenously hungry and instead of relaxing we go out for a 4 am burger because your stomach demanded whatever food she showed in the episode. I will not have a repeat of the jalapeno burger scavenger hunt all over again.” Link took the remote out of Rhett’s hands and put on ‘How it’s Made’. “There something we both find kind of entertaining that won’t keep us up longer than we need to be.”

Link relaxed into the couch finishing up his sandwich as the show played on in front of both men. He didn’t mean to snap at Rhett a few seconds ago but he was dog tired already. As soon as Rhett was done eating linked moved to the farther side of the couch, but before Rhett could ask what was going on he realized Link had moved into the mama bear position like they had learned a few months back. “Oh really mama bear,” Rhett just laughed.

“Shut up or baby bear might get a kick to the kidney,” Linked warned even though a wide smile was on his face. Rhett made the motion of zipping his lip before he settled his back into Link’s chest getting comfortable where he lay.  Both men lay there on the couch as the show continued to play. Link’s left knee bent where Rhett’s hand rested while the other let splayed wide over the floor to allow for Rhett’s body to fit in closely to Link. Link began to run his fingers through Rhett’s hair. The brunette was really happy when Rhett decided to forgo most of his hair products for a more natural look. It was so much easier and softer to play with that many times he would get lost in the sensation of softness in his hands. When he brought it up to Rhett when they were young adults Rhett confessed that sometimes he also got lost in the rhythmic motion and the relaxing sensation against his scalp.

Link loved the feel of Rhett’s weight resting on him. It helped him feel grounded in the moment. “Give me your hand,” Link asked and when Rhett complied he began to massage the large strong hand in front of him. The one who protected him as a child, gave him high fives as teens, where a simple placement on his shoulder meant goodluck on your final, and where those hands explored all of his body. Guiding, holding, bruising along his body bringing him to new heights of pleasure. Sometimes Link knew he got in his head to much like now where he began to doubt what he could offer to Rhett.

With a sixth sense to him though Rhett turned, and knew exactly what was going on in Link’s mind. You don’t have over 33 years of friendship without being able to know and study body language as deeply as Rhett has with Link.

“Come on Link I know that look on your face,” Rhett grasped link’s face in both his hands feeling the warmth of Link’s body under his hands.

“You don’t need to withdraw and don’t you dare doubt yourself when it comes to the two of us. We’ve talked about this, and I will always say the same thing no matter how many times you may need to hear it. You are one of the best things I have in my life you, the girls, and all of our kids. You gave that all to me. You’ve given me so much over the years that I have no ideas how I can ever even repay you for so much so don’t you ever doubt that I don’t love you or don’t need you. You have made my life better than anything I could ever imagine.” Rhett moved to lean in then, and kissed Link’s lips with such a gentleness to them. It still held such a possessiveness that left little doubt that what Link was feeling before was anything other than false. Link’s own hands rose up to mirror Rhett’s and as they parted Link nuzzled himself into Rhett’s cheek.

“Rhett…I think you got peanut butter stuck into your beard.,” Link whispered before he broke out into giggles that Rhett joined him in. Rhett’s hands moved to Link’s abdomen, and then a loud blast of laughter filled the living room. They both breathed a sigh of relief when rhett finally let up, and a look of happiness glittered in both of their eyes. Link leaned in with a paper towel to clean the area that Rhett had missed before he tossed it onto the empty plates.

“I love you man,” Link said lacing is hand with Rhett’s.

“I love you to Bo,” Rhett grabbed the clasped hand tighter. “Come on now.” Rhett got up and pulled Link to him.

“Let’s get to bed, and rest while the house is empty.” Link whined at having to get up, but went ahead to followed Rhett up the stairs. Link pulled back the covers, and got on his back while Rhett turned out the lights before he crawled into bed.

“Come here Rhett,” Link whispered into the quiet night as he pulled Rhett’s head to rest over his chest. His beard hair mildly tickled before Link’s own hand began to slowly comb through it before he settled his hand around Rhett’s shoulders.

They both settled; their breath slowing down as their bodies began to relax. At the end of the day there was no other place that they wanted to be than in each others arms.