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Spencer Waters-Baker ([personal profile] doublethepain) wrote2015-01-13 03:06 pm

he's beauty and he's grace [closed for joel, dated for 1/19]

A week of having powers hasn't been as distressing as Spencer might have thought, though he wouldn't say he's enjoying it. He's still fretting a bit over how long it might last, whether this is something he's going to really have to train himself to deal with, because as much as he thinks he's generally quite ordinary without them, Spencer isn't sure that he'd want to keep the powers permanently. It's invasive, his power, of course it is, he's able to hear people's thoughts no matter how much he doesn't want to or how private they may be. He understands now what Joel means when he says he has to try not to read people's auras because Spencer doesn't want to know that any given person he passes on the street has just had sex or finds him attractive or can't pay their bills this month.

All these things are on his mind as he blinks his eyes open and stretches out in bed, the sun shining through the curtains and casting shadows at all the right angles on his husband's face. He smiles softly before glancing at the clock on their nightstand, sighing to himself when he sees how early it is. There's still a couple hours yet before he has to get out of bed, before he and Joel have to walk Huxley to the store to set up for the day, and he rolls over on his stomach so he can rest his cheek on Joel's chest.

Something feels strange this morning, something he can't quite put his finger on, but he lets his eyes drift back shut because it doesn't matter right now. He can worry about it when the alarm goes off and their day really begins. For now, he's content to pretend that everything is normal--well, as normal as things can be when it comes to living in this town--and that he's powerless as he should be and their biggest worry, which isn't even a worry at all, is what size the baby's growing to be this week.

Everything else, Spencer's happy to let wait.
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[personal profile] just_another 2015-01-14 03:25 am (UTC)(link)
It's been a weird sort of week, not one Joel ever really expected to have, but for the most part he's dealt with it all relatively well. There's nothing he could think that he would want to hide from Spencer, so he hasn't been particularly concerned that his husband can read minds. Not his anyway. While Joel may not be the most talkative person, Spencer already knows everything there is to know and anything he thinks isn't something he feels the need to hide. The only moment when he'd had a problem with it had been two days ago, walking past a tall, gorgeous woman on the street who had just barely glanced over the two of them, but Spencer had flushed and hurried on, ducking his head so he wouldn't have to look at her. It had taken Joel nearly ten minutes to get him to admit that he'd overheard her thinking some particularly dirty thoughts about Spencer and it's silly for him to be jealous of something like that, but he couldn't seem to help it at the time. He knows Spencer isn't interested in her, that they're married, that Spencer loves him, but at the same time he'd wanted to track the woman down again and shake his ring finger right in her face to show her that they're married.

So it's been a bit of a strange week, but life in Siren Cove has the tendency to be strange. No one is in any danger, the renovations on the house are progressing nicely and his cast has come off. Though his hand still aches if he uses it too much, all in all, it's been a relatively good time and if Spencer reading minds for a little while is the worst thing that's going to happen to them, Joel will happily take it. In comparison to all the things they've been through, this is almost peaceful.

But Joel is a relatively light sleeper and when Spencer rolls toward him in bed, he's already almost entirely awake. Without opening his eyes, he lifts his arm so Spencer can get closer, then drops it down over his shoulder again and it's only when his fingers trail up Spencer's spine and encounter the ends of his hair much further down his back than they should be that he pauses. Now that he's aware that something is different, everything seems to jump out at him at once. Whoever is in bed with him can't be his husband because their hair is longer and there's the very distinct press of breasts against his side and Joel can feel panic rising in his throat because whoever is in bed with him is not his husband. And the only thing that does is lead him to wonder who this is and what they've done with Spencer.

He's frozen, though. His heart is pounding heavily in his chest and he can feel a cold sweat breaking out on his forehead and he doesn't know what to do. If this person has done something with Spencer and snuck into their bed, Joel might be in danger now, too, and he very carefully opens his eyes, staring down at the woman who has settled into his bed and in his arms. He wants to be smart, he wants to be careful and make sure no one is going to get hurt, but the panic suddenly gets the better of him and he opens his mouth to ask her what the hell she thinks she's doing here and what the hell she's done with Spencer.

All that comes out, though, is a short noise, something that almost sounds like he's in pain and then Joel pushes up and away, getting tangled in the sheets as he tries to scramble out of the bed. He's just going to fall, he realizes, and he yanks at the sheets around his legs, looking around the room at the same time, trying to find some sign of Spencer, some indication where he might be or that he's okay. Because if she's done something to him, if she's hurt him in any way, Joel doesn't think he'll be able to stop himself from doing something he might come to regret.