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Title: National Coming Out Day
Fandom: The Covenant
Characters: Pogue, Caleb, Reid, Tyler
Word Count: 1,075
Prompt: Emergence
Rating: PG
Summary: Okay, so I'm a little late for National Coming Out Day. We'll pretend I actually meant to write this for the occasion instead of realizing it fit in perfectly with the theme. Caleb, becoming more comfortable not only with normality, but with being open about who he is and who he loves. And Pogue, who likes him just the way he is.




It took the better part of the first semester for Caleb to relax. At least, it seemed that way.

And yet, every day was a little better. Hell, even for Pogue, every day without Aaron or Kira or that bastard Chase was a good one. Every day they put between them and the beginning of that last year of high school was a good one. Pogue kind of wanted a do-over on that last year, but that would mean sacrificing all that he'd found with Caleb. And there was no way he was going to do that.

It had taken the better part of the first semester for Caleb to start really smiling again, the way he used to. Even back before William Danvers' premature decline, back before everything had started. But, God, it was worth it.

Now, he thought, they actually seemed almost human. Felt normal. About as normal as they were going to get, anyway.

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Title: Grave Men
Fandom: The Covenant
Characters: Caleb, Pogue
Prompt: Dirt
Word Count: 1,129
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Pogue has to deal with his father's death.


He pulled a handful of dirt up and let it slide through his fingers, wondering why they still did this. As though it mattered. The people back here behind the houses didn't care, they were six feet under. Which wasn't literally true, either. Not to mention, most of the people back behind the houses were long gone to skeletons or dust. Except, of course, the one under the dirt.

Caleb's hand came down on his shoulder, squeezed gently. He reached up and covered his hand with his dirt-covered fingers.

"I'm sorry."

"I know."

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Title: Wonderful Tonight
Fandom: The Covenant
Characters: Caleb/Pogue
Word Count: 1,185
Rating: PG
Summary: The last two left standing at Tyler's 21st birthday party

Pogue wasn't sure how Tyler had managed to convince the old man to let them stay in the bar this long after closing. If it had been Reid he would have suspected some use of Power, but with Tyler it might just as easily have been a guileless look and a reminder that it was the youngest Son of Ipswich's twenty-first birthday.

However it came about, the four of them were still in Nicky's past closing time, after the last of the party goers had dispersed. Playing pool and nursing their last few beers, one each, Pogue thought. Hard to tell.

Tyler, responsible Tyler, was going around and collecting their empties and trashing them. Caleb went over and grabbed a handful from him after the first few tables. "Hey, man, let us get that. Birthday boy shouldn't have to do anything."

"Yeah, and if I don't, Reid will just sit there and keep pounding on the jukebox…"

"I am not!"

"And Pogue'll just fall asleep on the table."

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Title: Five First Kisses
Fandom: The Covenant
Characters: Caleb and Pogue, mostly
Word Count: 2,506 words
Rating: PG
Prompt: First Kiss
Summary: Five first kisses that may or may not have happened. Cross-posted all over the place, up to and including lieutenantwitch, lover100, covenant_movie, covenant_fictio



It probably wasn't what Caleb had meant, but one phrase stuck in his head for months after it started. Sometimes it was good, other times it made him wonder just how long this was going to last. We're in college, he'd said. It's where you're supposed to experiment. Why aren't we experimenting?

Pretty good question, Pogue had thought, except that in the twenty and slightly plus years they'd known each other, even if the first few years were the blank space of infancy, he'd never thought of Caleb as anything but straight. The idea that something might happen hadn't gotten beyond the fantasy stage. And a few surreal dreams he'd wanted never to wake up from.

He still wasn't sure when Caleb figured it out. Before Luke, and that awkward moment when he'd brought the other guy over and Reid looked up from the couch with a flare of jealousy and anger. Tyler hadn't even blinked. Caleb had blinked, but hadn't said much of anything except, don't leave the pizza out this time. Pogue had called him a neat freak and they'd disappeared into his room.

Luke hadn't lasted long. He'd made himself right at home in their home, despite Pogue's oblique and finally blunt warnings not to. They were four boys, grown up together back home, and they wouldn't take it well if some guy came in and started acting like one of the boys. Luke had told him not to be such a girl and that was the end of him. Except that it wasn't. Reid probably would have 86'd him from the house if he'd been sprawled over the couch drinking their last beer again, but he hadn't. Pogue hadn't invited him over again. Caleb had kissed him first.

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Title: Cold Pizza
Fandom: The Covenant
Characters: Caleb, Pogue
Prompt: Life
Word Count:
Rating: PG
Summary: A day in the life of two boys at college. Written for lover100

It started out clandestine, for no reason that he could discover. Little touches stolen while the others were out. Kisses and explorations in corners, in secret places. He thought, although he never really confirmed or felt strongly to, that it was because it was new. And it was delicate. If they'd been like most other couples on campus, advertising it as soon as it was there, necking on every couch in every lounge they frequented, it would be too quickly over. Or upset. Or something.

That, and there were other people to consider. He didn't really want other people weighing in right then, and he didn't think Caleb did either.

Weeks passed. They made love for the first time. They held hands in public for the first time. They did a lot of things for the first time. Sarah found out and helped orchestrate a Valentine's Day to remember. Months passed. Things settled down.

The calender was stuck on March on the kitchen wall, when it was almost time to pack up and head home. Appointments had stopped around the twenty third, unmarked, along with anniversaries. Although three month and six month and things like that... that was for high school. And girls. Pogue smiled a little, looking over the counter at the top of Caleb's head, just peeking over the arm of the couch. He'd probably fallen asleep doing Stats homework.

The oven timer didn't even raise a stir. He put the pizza in, took it out again quickly and put on enough slices for both of them (just about filling the pan) and put it back in again, resetting the timer. College food. Pizza. One of the drawbacks of growing up in luxury was never really learning how to cook.

It wouldn't take more than ten minutes. But that was ten minutes he could sit on the floor and watch Caleb sprawled out over the couch with his head half on the arm and one hand dangling down, drifting at the very least or dead asleep. Ten minutes of tracing every dangling finger and feeling the warmth of his hand on his, palm against palm. Memorizing his face as though he could live in this moment forever. Wrap it around them both and keep them here, just the two of them. He had the longest lashes of anyone, so beautiful. Lips that were totally made for kissing, so he did.

Which was when Caleb pulled him down, arms wrapped tight around him and grinning as he kissed him back. Pogue went sprawling overtop of him, laughed.

"Faker."

"Uh-huh."

"Is that your stats book or are you just happy to see me?"

Caleb's tongue stopped the rest of the words from coming out. They'd been bad words anyway. Or at least silly ones.

Matters progressed. The stats textbook and the notebook hit the floor unnoticed, lost in waves of hair and hands and kisses and love and the glowing heat of love that stole breath away and made hearts stumble in their rhythm.

The oven timer made them stumble in their kisses, and Pogue almost fell off the couch with a laugh. Caleb caught him with one arm around his waist and the other hand dug into the couch, grinning.

"Come on, don't go..."

"That's the oven, man. The pizza's gonna burn."

"So? C'mere..."

More kisses. One hunger was replaced by another as Caleb started tugging up the edge of his shirt, teeth grazing over his lip. Pogue rolled back onto the couch, onto his lover, with a motion that sent them sliding against each other and both gasping at the contact.

"The smoke alarm's gonna go off."

"It goes off once a week when Reid burns the popcorn."

Nails light down his back, making him arch and sigh. More kisses, not light, hot and intense and broken by whispered words that made it hard to breathe. I love you. I love you too. Stay with me. Always.

Time faded. The world went away. The pizza smell started to fill the room.

"... Now I'm hungry."

"Told you so."

Laughing, Caleb rolled Pogue off of him and bounded over the couch, racing for the kitchen. "Last one there goes hungry!" Pogue hit the ground, rolled, bounced to his feet and chased after him.

"Hey!"