Kiss

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story .


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Blue eyes green
( that just sounds
so cool )
and the wonderful
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Moral of this
chapter :
Alcohol makes even
pretty boys
not so
pretty .






Saturday April 29th , 8: 09 pm


JJ ' s on the job injury earned him two days off with a bottle of vicoden
and an ice pack . Drake was left with preparing Deangelo's arrest report
for trial , which he did with grim relish . Two other former girlfriends , also past assault victims , had been successfully contacted and persuaded , by Drake personally , to testify .

Jenny Silva lost her baby . Drake didn't know whether to feel sorry for her or secretly relieved she wouldn' t bring a monster's child to life . The hardened cop in him prevailed , but the Catholic in him was sickened just the same . The worst part was , the girl still refused to testify .It hardly mattered anymore . Deangelo had killed a man , an unborn child , and assaulted a police officer . He'd be going
away for a long , long time .

Drake stopped by JJ ' s apartment to update him after his twelve hour shift . JJ was very happy to see him , it seemed .

" Hi , sweetie ! " he cooed as he let Drake in , looping his arms around his neck and planting a sloppy kiss on his cheek." Come on in ,
the party' s just getting started ! "

" Whew ! " Drake gasped , turning his face away from a blast of alcohol soaked breath . " Smells like the party got started a long time ago . "

JJ giggled tipsily , still plastered to Drake like a second skin . " Well , don't you worry , big guy ; I think I left some for you ."

Drake sighed and gently extricated himself from JJ 's boozy grip . It wasn't easy .Liquor always seemed to turn JJ into a horny octopus , which is why he rarely drank . Drake locked the door and followed in JJ 's wake as he swayed into the living room , nearly tripping over his too long pajama bottoms in the process.

" Here ya go ! " JJ said triumphantly , picking up the bottle he'd left on his cluttered coffee table . He peered at it bleerily ." There's plenty here for me ' n you . Just let me have a little sippy first --"

Drake easily unhanded him. " You've had more than enough , " he said flatly .

JJ pouted briefly . " Well , " he said slyly , lasooing Drake around the neck again and straddling his thigh ." Let's get right to the sex then , ' kay ? "

" Let's not ," Drake muttered , steering JJ off his body and onto the couch . He set the bottle out of reach . " Instead , why don't you tell me how come I show up to find you drunk off last Christmas' peach brandy ?"

Up close he could see that in addition to the bruise on JJ ' s left cheek , both of his eyes were red and swollen nearly shut . Tear tracks marred his normally spotless complexion ; clearly , he'd been at it for awhile .

" How ' bout a blow - job instead ? "

" JJ --"

" 'Kay , " kay , " JJ giggled ." You can have yours first ." His hands darted to the zip on Drake's pants , and for being stone drunk he still had annoyingly fast reflexes. Several minutes of wrestling later , Drake had him frimly by the wrists , one thigh thrown over his legs to hold him still .

" Ready to behave now ?" he panted . He felt fingers trying to wriggle inside his sleeves .God , how many hands did this guy have ?

" Don't be so mean ! " JJ pouted , then giggled ." I'll be a good boy , I always am ! "

Something in that sentence triggered alarm bells in Drake ' s head .

" ' Course you are , Bud ," Drake agreed , slowly loosening his grip." Just let's do this with our clothes on , okay ?"

" Well, it's more funner the other way ," JJ muttered , but he kept his word ,and his hands , to himself .

" Alright, let's hear it , " Drake said , when JJ started to fiddle with the ties to his pj bottoms. " Why the booze , and the tears ? "

That silver head stayed down , mouth stubbornly silent for once . " Don't wanna , " he finally answered .

" Don't want what , Bud ? " Drake coaxed .

" Don't want any of it ! I never wanted anything from him , 'cept maybe a ' I ' m proud of you , Jeremy , ' or a ' You're a good cop , Jeremy ! ' ; or even an ' I love you , Jeremy . ' "
His voice cracked , and he trailed off . " Not like I ' m ever gonna get the chance to hear any of that again . It ' s too late now . "

Drake waited as a fresh wave of tears began . JJ scrubbed his eyes angrily like a little boy , wincing as he bumped his injured cheek .

" Easy , easy , " Drake soothed , catching his hands . JJ cried and leaned into him , as Drake patted his back .

" Here , " Drake said quietly , grabbing a napkin from the debris on the table next to the couch . He handed it to JJ . " You're getting snot all over my shirt . "

" Sorry , " JJ sniffed . He took the rag and blew his nose gustily . Drake made a face and turned his head , eyes scanning the remains of JJ ' s lost day . Normally neat as a pin , JJ hadn't picked up after himself in quite a while , it seemed . The remnants of several take out
meals lay strewn all over the coffee table and floor . A stack of mail , including a large manila envelope postmarked from California littered the area as well .

Drake's eyes scanned the address in the corner . The Law Firm of Walker and Gamble etc etc...

" You got your father's will today , didn't you , " he said suddenly . " Is that what upset you
so much ? What happened , did he cut you out ? "

" No , Mr . Smartypants ! " JJ snapped , snatching the envelope off the table . " You're so nosy ; read it yourself ! "

Drake shook his head . " JJ , " he started , which earned him and even nastier glare . Reluctantly he took the papers from JJ ' s hand.

Quickly his eyes scanned the documents , picking through the legalese for intelligible words. ' The Last Will and Testament of Robert J. Adams ' , blah blah blah ... ' For benefit of my son and Heir , Jeremy James Adams , ' blah blah blah ... ' Holdings in stock portfolio... real estate in Redondo Beach , California ... Bank Accounts to be held in trust , the sum of ---'

" Two million dollars ? ! " Drake exclaimed , wide eyed . " Jesus Christ , JJ ; you're a friggin' millionaire ! "

" More like twenty - miillionaire , when you add it all up , " JJ sniffed , holding his aching head .

Drake was beyond confused . " And this is making you cry ? ! " Christ ; I ' d be doing somersaults --"

" I don't want it ! " JJ sobbed , face contorted in rage . He ripped the sheaf of papers out of Drake's hands and threw them across the room . " I never wanted any of it ! That's all he ever gave me ; money ! I can't even remember a time he kissed me , or said he loved me , even when I was a little boy ! I didn't want his money when he was alive , and I sure as
Hell don't want it now ! "

Drake sat there , speechless . JJ cried until his sobs turned to hiccups , and finally subsided.

" So , " Drake ventured at last . " Don't take it . "

JJ looked up at him warily . The tears seemed to have flushed most of the alcohol out of his system . He was focusing better , at least .

" Or don't take all of it . Keep a little for you , and give the rest away . " He shrugged at JJ ' s frown . " Find a charity you like , or three . Maybe , " he smiled , " one that your old man would never have dreamed of . "

" Like the Police Widows and Orphans Fund ? " JJ said , smiling a bit himself despite his puffy face .

" Yeah ; that ' d be a good one , for a start . " Drake grinned . " I 'm sure you can think of other worthy causes too . "

Drake stayed til nearly eleven o ' clock , talking to JJ about his father's will , and the plans for his inheritance . H offered to crash on JJ ' s couch for the night as well . He 'd seen JJ after a bender once before ; it had not been a pretty sight .

" No , go home , I ' ll be all right , " JJ yawned . " Unless you want to wrestle again . That was kinda fun . "

Drake shook his head , but smiled just the same . " I almost had to cuff you there , Bud , " he said . " It was either that , or lose my virginity all over again . "

JJ chuckled , then leaned into Drake again for a ready hug . He sighed against Drake's chest , melting into the familiar embrace .

Drake was content to hold him . It felt good to hold someone that wanted to be held .

Held by him .

JJ was quiet so long , Drake was certain he 'd fallen asleep . Then , he stirred , and sighed reluctantly .
" You have to go , " he said . He smiled , then made a face . " I don't want you to see me in the morning
when I start throwing up . "