#beckettwolff

[dcmienortiz]

@beckettwolff

Damien was a little restless, mostly because the last couple of times he and his husband were about to do the dirty, they were interrupted. Either by their phones ringing or one of Beckett’s siblings dropping in unannounced. Which was why he currently had Beckett bent over their bathroom counter, slowly inserting a vibrator into his ass. “Doing okay, baby?” he asked, his voice gravelly, turned on and hungry. “I want this in you the entire party, okay?” There was some party that their neighbors were throwing, so he couldn’t help but be entertained by the idea of pleasuring his husband while they were mingling. “Then I’m gonna fuck you hard in front of everyone, make them sweat by watching you. How’s that sound?” 

[donniebarncs]

@beckettwolff

Donnie was waiting for his brother at the coffee shop, wanting to meet somewhere other than the bar because surely, his brother would be wanting something that wasn’t alcohol at the place he worked at. Right? He was just excited about his brother coming back from his honeymoon. He got their orders and a few pastries for the both of them to fight over, grabbing a table near one of the windows. Once he spotted Beckett coming in, Donnie waved him down with a wide smile. “Becks! I was starting to think you’d be on your honeymoon forever,” he said.

[naia-kapule]

Jo had a smile on his face as he walked up to Beckett who was at the bar. He set the gift bag down on the bar in front of him. “Don’t you dare tell me I didn’t have to. I know it’s early but I couldn’t wait to get it to you. I got one for the wedding too but you deserved something special for all that you’ve done for me.” // @beckettwolff

[gydalance]

Gyda stuck her head in the door of Beckett’s room with Hana hand wrapped tight around hers. “You cleared for tiny visitors? If not I’ll tell Tereik to wait out here with her? I figured Hana might lift your spirits a bit though.” She smiled, never fully stepping in the room. She hadn’t seen Beckett for some time and she felt terrible that these were the circumstances but she wasn’t going to not show up either.  // @beckettwolff

[dcmienortiz]

@beckettwolff

Getting back from their incredible honeymoon, the newlyweds were greatly suffering from jet lag. Damien wanted to do something nice with his new husband at home, so he had set up a picnic in their backyard, right under the shining stars. He plugged in his iPod to softly play music, setting down crackers and cheese and wine for them. Sitting on the blanket, Damien couldn’t stop himself from smiling. He was married. That was never going to get old. “Hey, husband,” he greeted once Beckett stepped out. 

[naia-kapule]

Jo had heard about Beckett’s surgery from the guy himself. He stood in the waiting room pacing and chewing his cheek, but also thought about how this was probably Beckett when he had his double bypass a few weeks ago. He sat down because he was tired, he didn’t have much energy after the surgery but hell he was warned about that, but he refused to worry about anything but Beckett right now. Once the doctors allowed him to see Beckett he was back there as fast as his legs could carry him and smiled when he walked through the door. “Hey there, said you haven’t even went under yet and that I should stop worrying. I wore a path in the waiting room so much that they had to get rope to help me up from the floor under it.” // @beckettwolff

[naia-kapule]

Jo was in the stock room. He hadn’t been feeling that well but he never actually felt well. He was just sluggish. That tight feeling coming back to his chest, this time accompanied with some dizziness. His eyes closing as he sat down. “Hey, I’ll a... I just need to take a minute, Beck. Sorry.” He sighed trying to catch his breath and feeling that tightness slowly spread. // @beckettwolff

[dcmienortiz]

@beckettwolff

“Okay, I know you lowkey accepted that you could die at anytime,” Damien started to say as he entered his boyfriend’s hospital room, his heart simply hurting at the fact that the two of them were here not even so long ago. “But you should stop getting hurt.” His smile was playful, but he still sounded worried in the tone of his voice. He went over to Beckett, placing a soft kiss to his forehead before he took a seat right besides Beckett’s bed, taking his hand and lacing their fingers together.