For tossmymagicgoldenhair who prompted Coliver in a hammock…
Connor smiles down at his sleeping boyfriend, with Oliver’s head pillowed on Connor’s chest. One arm wrapped around Oliver’s shoulders and the other popped under his head, Connor kisses the top of Oliver’s head and gives the hammock another push with his foot to keep them gently swaying.
“There’s even a hammock,” Oliver had said with bewilderment when Connor’d taken him on a tour of the Walsh lake house earlier in the week.
“Yeah. Why?” Connor asked, shoving his hands in his pockets as they walked down the hill to the lake where the rest of the family was gathered on the dock.
“Nothing. It’s just-” Oliver smiled. “This place really does have it all.”
Connor grinned at that. “We aim to please,” was all he’d said at the time but he vowed to get Oliver on that hammock before the week was out.
It had taken nearly that long but here they finally were. Spending the last of their lazy afternoons taking a nap on a hammock by the lake.
Settling in once more, Connor closes his eyes, getting ready to fall asleep too when a noise interrupts the calm. He lifts his head to watch his nephew come barreling down the hill.
“Hey Unca’ Connor!” Sam shouts. When he sees Connor lift a finger to his lips, Sam instantly slows down. “Sorry!” The whisper-yell carries but Oliver stays asleep as Sam picks his way down the rest of the hill.
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