roartonrisen | Homeplot #1

"Kieren! Wake up or you won't have time to eat your breakfast!" There's a pause, a long one, then a huff. "You know what I mean!" His mum's voice has always been present in his dreams, but it's never been that loud or stringent before. He burrows a little further into Sirius' warmth, reaching for one of his pillows to curl into when he inhales deeply and smells...that's weird. It smells like the pastels and paints he'd adorned his room with back in Roarton.

Blinking awake blearily, he glances around them to try and figure out what's going on, not sure why he's dreaming so vividly when he reaches out to find the clock and smacks his elbow on the nightstand beside his too-small bed. The bed he and Sirius have is nearly twice this size, which means that he's not dreaming, not given the sheer, sudden pain he's in from that contact.

"Shit," he hisses, staring down and finding Sirius right beside him. Frantically, Kieren pats himself down and presses a thumb to his neck, but there's nothing to be worried about. There's a pulse there, strong and steady, which means that somehow he's home and alive, but with Sirius here. Does that happen? Is this normal?

Leaning over, he rubs at Sirius' shoulder to try and get him to wake up. "Sirius," he whispers. "Hey, Sirius, wake up," he urges, hearing Jem down the hall complaining about having to be up for her therapy appointment.

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Both of his parents look wary about saying yes, but Kieren knows they're likely equally just as worried about saying no, seeing as that might imply that they somehow don't trust him and after all the PDS business in town, he knows they've been bending over backwards trying not to repeat history.

"Of course," Steve says, his voice still strained, but Kieren is already on his feet and tugging Sirius gently to come with him, smiling fondly at his parents and a little sadly as his gaze lingers on each of them, ending with Jem. When he's got well-clear of the table, he gives Sirius a worried look, scratching his cheek almost obsessively.

"I should maybe get changed," he admits, "head out into town."

Go and see if everything is the same is what he means, but he suspects Sirius also hears the, So I can go see if Simon is still here part of it.

Kieren's hand is warm around his, comforting, as he's tugged away from the table and out of the room. The feeling doesn't last long however as, once they're out of hearing range, Kieren shifts his plans.

"I thought you wanted to lie down," he says because he knows what it is Kieren actually wants in that moment. Or, rather. Whom he wants to see.

It shouldn't bother him, of course. He and Kieren have been together well over a year now, have been living together for months. Sirius doesn't doubt that Kieren loves him and wants to be with him, but well. There's something to be said for past loves, isn't there? Being back home, out of Darrow... that could change some things as well.

Swallowing, he shoves down the unease once again and nods. "Right, of course. I can stay here, keep your parents company." He forces on a smile, aiming for supportive and every bit what a good boyfriend should be. "Let them interrogate me for a bit. Never gone through that before - could be fun."

"I just didn't want to sit there lying to my parents about having any kind of control of whether I stay and who stays with me," he counters, breathing a little nervously as he reaches for his jacket and eyeing the hallway to see if anyone is watching.

"You should come, in a bit," he insists, because he'll want Sirius there. "Maybe just give me ten minutes? Fifteen? But then, you should definitely come over to the bungalow," he insists, because he's going to want proof that he really did move on, no matter how hard it might have been.

"Also, you shouldn't have to sit around here with my parents the whole time," he adds. "They'll probably just end up making you watch DVDs."

He watches as Kieren shrugs into his jacket, anxiety growing tighter in his belly all the while. It's ridiculous, he knows. Kieren's hardly going to leave him now when he's gone through the trouble of introducing Sirius to his parents. Surely.

"Oh, I do like a good Muggle film," he counters, still forcing himself to ignore the sinking in his stomach and keep the mood a bit light. For all his efforts though, his lips still falter into a frown a moment later. "How will I find you? I know this town isn't very big, but I haven't a clue where to start. Will you have your mobile on?"

"It's a little bungalow, I haven't got a mobile here," he says, feeling awkward and out of touch with technology for admitting it, but it's sort of true. After all, he'd never needed one before. "My Mum or Dad could show you, if you wanted to spend more time with them," he offers, thinking that it wouldn't be bad for Sirius to spend more time with them.

"I want to have you there. I want you to see he's not so bad, but also for him to see I've got someone new," Kieren says, aiming to be clear.

It's not as though Sirius will at all mind spending a bit more time with Kieren's parents. He doesn't know them very well outside of what little Kieren's shared and what he's seen yet this morning, but they seem quite welcoming. Certainly moreso than his own, that much is certain.

And he is a bit curious as to what dirt Jem might have on Kieren, he'll admit.

Kieren's assurance does manage to make him relax just a bit, though not entirely. "So this isn't a one-last fling then," he says with a hint of a grin, his voice just teasing enough as to show he doesn't mean it sincerely. Not really.

Kieren tips his head to the side to level Sirius with a dubious glare, seeing as that's the last thing that's going to happen here, but he also feels like that doesn't even deserve a comment made about it. "Just come over in thirty minutes," is what he says, feeling like that ought to capture his long-suffering annoyance.

He leans in to press a kiss to the corner of Sirius' lips, wishing that it weren't so bittersweet to be home and know that it can't possibly be permanent, but he'll have to enjoy it while he's here, is all.

There isn't even a hint of amusement in the glare Kieren throws his way, but that alone does well to assuage any tiny fear he might have had regarding their reunion.

"Thirty minutes then," he says, smiling faintly into the light kiss Kieren presses to his lips. His tease this time is more in an effort to help Kieren relax than himself, and he says, "That's more than enough time to fall in love with your sister and run away with her," as he gives Kieren's hand a tiny squeeze. "I'll be sure to stop by on the way out, however."

"Good," is what Kieren says, snorting a little because if anyone falls in love with Jem that quick, he will suspect that magic is involved because he adores her, but she's the consummate little sister in his head, even if she's his big sister now, technically, thanks to the whole time apart and him being stuck in time.

At least, before. He's not sure he can catch up, though. "I'll see you soon."

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