Flash 34: The prompts for this week are:
This week we have received our prompts from Prompt Diva Chris Quinton:
"...but it's turning green!"
Or use these words: butterfly-effect; bombshell; clouded
Ryssa, our generous benefactor, as provided us with this alternative:
"I was expecting you to kiss me weeks ago."
Links to my fellow flashers appear at the end of my story.
Making it better- by Lily Sawyer
One of the things about being in a relationship is you get to know the strengths and weaknesses of each partner.
Some are better at cooking and keeping a home and the other is more adept at repairs and maintenance.
Well the latter describes my partner to a ‘T’ at least I thought it did. I love cooking so I’m usually the one making the meals. Although Tom is the ‘official’ grill master when it comes to outdoor cooking.
So, anyway, like I was saying he is the repairman, except for changing the light bulbs I leave all repairs to him. He knows what he’s doing; he learned everything from his dad. His father is a handyman, has been one ever since he left the construction business to start his own home repair company.
So you’d think Tom knows all about being careful, safety, etc.
“Ben!” Normally Ben loved the sounds of Tom’s voice, but not when he was whining like a little boy. Tom was installing some much needed shelves in their office when the hammer he was using slipped out of his hand and landed on his foot. Why Tom was wearing sandals at the time is beyond him.
“What is it Tom?” He’d rushed into the living room where Tom was lying with his foot propped up on a pillow and an ice pack pressed against the injury.
“Look.” Ben looked at the foot in question. They’d already been to the urgent care place earlier and luckily nothing was broken. They’d been given instructions on how to care for the foot.
“What?” Ben looked at Tom’s injured foot and noticed some slight swelling. “It’s swelled, we knew that was going to happen.”
“But it’s turning green!” He pointed at his foot.
He loved Tom with all his heart; he was a brave fire fighter, running into a burning building when everyone else is getting out. He got awards for bravery a few times. So Ben couldn’t help laughing and shaking his head when Tom started acting like a little boy.
“What’s so funny?” Tom looked up at him, his lips pouting.
Ben sat down next to Tom, pushing the bigger man with his hips to get him to make room. “You are, you’re so funny. You’re brave, I love you, but you’re a baby.”
“A baby!” The surprised look on Tom’s face made Ben lean over and kiss him.
“Yep, a baby, my baby.” He kissed him again, their tongues probing each other’s mouths. Tom started to move to his side
“Ow!” His foot complained about the movement.
“Sit still, I’ll get a fresh ice pack for you and some Advil.”
Ben went to the kitchen and came back with the objects he mentioned. “How about we move this to the bedroom?”
“Why Ben, are you trying to seduce me?” Tom smiled.
“Yep, is it working?” Ben helped Tom up and they hobbled to the bedroom.
“I’m not sure, how about we get in bed and find out.”
Tom was too sore to really do much more than snuggle for now. But that was more than enough for either man.
“Sorry about not being able to do more.” Tom apologized.
“Shhhh, I’m enjoying wrapping my arms around my man.”
“Oh yeah?” Tom had his injured foot elevated on a pillow, with ice on it; he leaned his head on Ben’s chest and sighed.
“Yep. Love you.”
“Love you too.”
They fell asleep in each other’s arms.
my fellow flashers