#braxton:francis

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Francis looked at Braxton as his boyfriend walked in and looked a little off “Hey baby, you okay?’ he asked as he walked over “You still tired? You know if you want to sleep a little bit longer I can finish dinner”

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Matthew ate the cookie as he watched Francis set up for the party “I can’t tell you how much this means to me” he said “and I know Robert appreciates it that you could help while he finishes up his meetings” As Francis hung the banner he smiled down at Matthew “It’s no problem at all” he told the wolf “I’m always happy to be of service” 

As he climbed down from the ladder he looked up to make sure it was straight “Besides, there is no way I would let you up on that ladder with you expecting...how far along are you anyway?”

“A little over a month” Matthew answered “The beautiful time after the cravings start to hit, but before the morning sickness begins”

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Next Step // Braxton & Francis

Francis had been running on nothing but coffee and stress for the better part of 10 hours. He can’t still be sure that any of this isn’t a nightmare,but seeing as how he isn’t waking up from it he decides he has to just deal with it. Braxton is still in and out and the longer he remains in that position the more scared and frustrated he gets. “Where is this boss of yours?” Francis asked Michael “I thought he brought us here so he can help?”

Michael looks up at him over the table “He’ll be here, but he needs to make sure his mate is okay” he tells him and turns his attention over to Braxton who is in bed shaking from sweat whenever he isn’t passed out “What’s happening to him?” Francis asked as he walked over and sat near his bedside, running a warm washcloth over Braxton’s forehead.

“He’s turning” Michael said plainly “unfortunately the full moon just passed so he won’t be able to do it fully until then” Francis is terrified of what turning means so he ignore it in favor of kissing Braxton’s forehead.

“Come on Brax,wake up” he pleads softly “no matter what goes on or happens I’m with you, but I just need you to wake up first”

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Francis had somehow managed to score three hours of sleep before his mind forced him awake and refused to stop running. He couldn’t get the night out of his head or the fact that he may have run Braxton away for good. The relationship between them had always been complicated, but now it was at a level that Francis thought he had genuine feelings about the bastard. Braxton may hate him forever, but he couldn’t let this ting sit between them. Rubbing his face he got up and made his way down the hall to the bedroom. Knocking a couple times he took a deep breath and walked in “Look, I know I’m the last person you want to see right-” he was shocked to see the place empty. For a second his stomach dropped out completely as he thought Braxton took off to avoid him.

It’s only when he sees that the man’s jacket is sitting on the chair beside the bed that he knows that’s not the case. The house could be burning to the ground and Braxton would grab it before leaving. Something was wrong and that pit in his stomach was now filling with dread. He dashed off to the guest room and went in “Don!” he said, but stopped when he noticed the room was just as empty. His mind couldn’t keep up and make any sense of what was going on. He’s a second away from a panic attack when he spots the torn piece of fabric lying on the floor. Bending down he picks it up and notices it’s a piece of Braxton’s shirt from earlier. That beast had torn it off in the struggle. His eyes went wide at the shock of it all. It had come back and taken Braxton and Donovan. Stolen them in the night and Francis had slept through it like a fucking useless log. His dread turned to anger and he quickly got dressed. Reloading his shotgun he took a few .45′s with him and hopped in his truck. That monster was going to die tonight.

“Hold on Brax, I’m coming”

Matthew comes back to the world slowly. Eyes blinking rapidly and looking around at the harsh lights that sit over him. He makes a point to move, but the second he does he hisses “Wouldn’t be so fast there” Donovan smiles as he’s loading bullets into a shot gun “that’s real silver that’s bounding you. Hurts like a bitch to people like us” He’s breathing heavy and his mind is a fog, but that smell is everywhere “What am I doing here?” he asked and turned to see....someone, someone that looked familiar sitting next to him also bound, but still knocked out.

“Who is he?”

“A friend” and the way he says it Matthew knows he’s a lot more than that “You’re that wolf from earlier. The one that attacked us” Donovan puts the last of the rounds into the weapon and goes to sit across from Matthew. Placing a foot right between the other’s legs “He should have just let me have you and this could have been avoided” he spoke “but no, he had to play big bad alpha and now look at you” He took a whiff “You smell like him, it’s disgusting”

Matthew narrowed his eyes “Because I’m his” and with that Donovan laughed “You won’t be for long, not after I cut his head off and make you a free wolf to claim once more” Matthew struggles again, but his skin burns at the contact of steel “Let me go!” his eyes flare gold and Donovan goes face to face “I will, when I kill him and that bastard he has growing inside you”

Matthew is thrown into confusion “What the hell are you talking about?”  a harsh laugh and Donovan throws his head back “He didn’t warn you? Oh, this will be good” Then turning back towards the table he finishes his work for when Robert and Francis arrive.