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[RPF] Andrew/Jesse, Halloween

It's almost Halloween, let's get in the mood ;)

Jesse spaced out and totally forgot about Halloween coming up, therefore he has no candy. Andrew comes with his kid trick-or-treating, and Jesse instead of offering candy suggest he'll lend the kid his cat for the night, to complete his outfit. And then of course he needs to go with them, so that the cat doesn't suffer from separation anxiety.

FILL: lions make you brave (1/3)

in which jesse is convinced the adorable child in the lion costume is a clone and/or the world's biggest cockblock.


There are awkward moments, like when you get a chatty cashier at the supermarket when all you want to do is buy your orange juice in peace, or when you get caught in an elevator with someone you’re not particularly fond of. There are awkward moments when your mother tries to set you up with a nice Jewish guy, unaware that you’re already head over heels for the nice Jewish guy across the street. And there are awkward moments when the nice Jewish guy across the street shows up at your door with his absurdly adorable five-year-old and you realize, before the inevitable “trick or treat!” comes out of the little boy’s mouth, that it’s Halloween and you’ve got nothing to show for it.

Jesse learns the extent of the latter moment’s awkwardness the hard way, when he swings his front door open to find himself staring down the porch steps at Andrew, the single father who’s been living across the street for the past few months, and his son, who’s dressed in a fluffy lion costume. Andrew’s rolling his eyes in amused exasperation when the boy climbs the steps to the front door, grinning at Jesse the entire time (He has his father’s smile, Jesse notes).

“I, uh… um… I…” The boy turns back and Andrew’s eye roll has faded into a reassuring smile. He swirls around once more. “Trick or treat!”

It’s the moment Jesse’s been dreading because how does one tell a five-year-old in a fluffy lion costume that he doesn’t have any Halloween candy for him? He blames the fact that he doesn’t watch television for him not realizing it was Halloween until this fucking precious kid showed up at his doorstep.

“I…” Jesus, how does he even verbalize it? And how’s Andrew going to feel when he does? He’s clearly not earning himself any points here.

Andrew walks up the three steps it takes to get to the door and cups his son’s shoulder lightly, then glances up at Jesse through his dark eyelashes. He’s smirking when he says, “You look confused.”

“I didn’t… I…” Jesse stutters and oh, here it goes. “I forgot it was even Halloween, I—I’ve been busy with work and I guess I never noticed any advertisements or decorations and—”

“Slow down, Jesse,” Andrew says with a chuckle that could probably cure cancer if it really wanted to. His big brown eyes are warm and friendly and Jesse’s heart leaps knowing that maybe Andrew doesn’t hate him for this. “It’s all really okay, Charlie’s just a little spitfire and decided to run up your driveway even though your lights weren’t on.”

When Jesse looks down, Charlie’s smiling impishly up at him. “Daddy says you’re nice. I wanted to see if you were nice!”

Jesse frowns slightly. “You’re going to think I’m terribly mean, because—”


Before Jesse even understands what’s going on, Charlie has abandoned his pumpkin-shaped pail on the porch and ducked under his arm, bolting into the house and after Winston, the grey kitten that had been lazily sulking around the front room.

“Charlie!” Andrew calls, stepping forward but not into the doorway. He makes an apologetic face at Jesse and calls again, “Charlie Matthew Garfield, you come back here right now! You don’t just run into people’s houses, Char, what if he had company over?”

Jesse catches Andrew’s eyes as his expression falters and he can’t help but wonder why Andrew looks so let down, but he knows that he’ll do about anything to make his brilliant smile come back. “I, uh, didn’t have company, if you, uh, maybe wanted to come in and retrieve your kid, and um… have a… coffee or something. I—It’s still pretty early in the night and you, uh, might want some caffeine if you’re going to be, um, out long.”

He ducks his head because he’s sure he’s totally fucking blown it. He can’t get out one goddamn sentence without stuttering and pausing, and he probably looks like a total nervous mess, but when he looks back up, Andrew’s smiling that cancer-curing smile at him again.

“Yeah, yeah,” Andrew says softly, and if Jesse’s not mistaken, he fumbles over his own words as well. “I mean— Charlie will badger me all night if I don’t let him play with the cat.”

FILL: lions make you brave (2/3)

Jesse steps aside and ushers Andrew in, and they’re both grinning at each other over the sounds of Charlie cooing at the kitten. When they’re inside and the door’s shut behind them, Andrew reaches out and places a hand on Jesse’s bicep, curling his fingers around it slightly. His eyes are shining with sincerity when he says a gentle, “Thank you, Jesse.”

Jesse feels like his skin is on fire beneath Andrew’s hand and he tries in earnest not to think too much into the contact—Andrew’s probably not even gay, as much as Emma next door tries to theorize. He’s just friendly and tired and trying to please his son. That’s it.

But fuck if his grip isn’t distracting. Jesse just stares at him for a few seconds before stuttering out a “you’re welcome” and embarrassedly ducking away into the kitchen to start a pot of coffee. By the time he’s pressed all the right buttons, Andrew’s settled onto one end of the couch. He’s smiling blissfully at Charlie, who’s managed to pick Winston up in his hands and hold the kitten up Simba-style, even though he’s the one in the lion costume. Andrew giggles, actually giggles, and reaches his arms out to pick up the small boy, cat in tow, and pull him into his lap. He tugs both arms around the child, and Charlie releases Winston and snuggles into his father’s chest.

And Jesse is in so fucking far over his head. His crush on Andrew used to be superficial, oh look, it’s a cute guy who does cute things with his cute kid, but now, now he’s witnessed him firsthand, watched the way Charlie’s eyes light up when Andrew says something amusing, watched the utterly proud “yeah, that’s my boy” smile Andrew displays when he watches Charlie toddle about, and something in his heart physically pangs, like this is all the happiness Jesse’s ever wanted.

The coffeemaker beeps, and Jesse’s released from his thoughts. He fills two mugs and grabs the bottle of cream and a few packets of sugar, deciding to let Andrew mix his own concoction because not everyone is a fan of black coffee like Jesse is. Andrew accepts the coffee with the same smile that’s been making Jesse run out of original adjectives all night and mixes it before Charlie crawls back into his lap and blinks at Jesse, who’s settled on the furthest sofa cushion, with his father’s big eyes. He’s such a spitting image of Andrew that Jesse wonders, somewhere in the back of his mind, if he’s actually a clone.

“My daddy talks about you a lot,” Charlie informs him with the same impish grin as before. Andrew’s eyes practically bug out of their sockets and he about chokes on his mouthful of coffee; his movements look like the physical interpretation of what’s going on in Jesse’s mind, only with far less love heart explosions.

Charlie,” Andrew groans, trying to hide his blushing face behind his coffee mug. He lifts his eyes to meet Jesse’s and there’s a moment when Jesse swears he can feel the taller man’s gaze on his face before he decides that sounds too clichéd.

“You um… It’s okay if you do. Talk about me, I mean,” Jesse stutters, gazing into the dark brown of his coffee. Andrew tilts his head to the side like a curious child. Charlie continues to grin that mischievous grin. It’s all too much and Jesse wants to sink between the couch cushions and get lost like loose change.

“What do you mean?” Andrew asks in a hushed tone, almost like he’s nervous. But there’s no way he’d be nervous, because he’s Andrew and he’s charming and sweet and most definitely not gay.


“Because I, um…” One day Jesse will get words out of his mouth without stammering and pausing and saying “um” an embarrassing amount of times. “Because I think about you a lot.”

Andrew’s eyes go wide and oh shit, Jesse’s screwed it up. Andrew’s probably not into men and he’s probably found Charlie a mother figure to make up for his absentee mom and they’ve only talked a few times and—

“Daddy, can we go trick or treating now? I wanna go before that mean Mr. Justin guy next door starts scaring people!”

FILL: lions make you brave (3/4) UGH CHARACTER LIMITS

Never has Jesse felt such malicious things toward a five-year-old. Except not really, because now Charlie’s now standing next to Andrew on the couch, tugging at his hair with one hand and pulling his faded grey t-shirt with the other, and it’s kind of ridiculously cute.

“Fine, fine!” Andrew sighs. “Jesus, Charlie, you are such a pain in the— Okay, kiddo, you can stop smacking my head now, I’m getting up!”

Charlie grins triumphantly when Andrew stands up and retrieves the candy pail he’d carried in with him. Jesse’s torn between wanting them to stay forever and wanting them to leave immediately so he can bury himself in a hole in the backyard because seriously? This would happen to him. He watches glumly as Andrew readjusts Charlie’s costume and takes hold of the boy’s hand, until Charlie squirms out of his father’s grip and picks Winston up yet again. He ambles over to Jesse and holds the cat out.

“Mr. Jesse, can I take the kitty with me? It’ll be just for the night, I promise!”

“Seriously, Char? You can’t—come here, love, put the cat back down. Why are you being such a butt tonight, kid?” Andrew sighs, rubbing his temple.

“But Daddy!” Charlie protests. “I can be Mufasa and he can be Simba! And Mr. Jesse can come with us so the kitty doesn’t get homesick! Right, Mr. Jesse?”

Now Jesse really feels like he’s going to puke. Andrew’s eyes finally meet his again, for the first time since Charlie suggested heading back out, and they’re big and warm.

“If it’s okay with you,” Andrew says, chewing on his lower lip. There’s a smile hidden somewhere behind his cautious expression, told somewhere in his body language when he angles his body toward Jesse’s.

Jesse can’t tell if he’s blushing or not because his body’s cycling between warmth and chilling cold. He can only hope he doesn’t look half as ridiculous as he feels when he answers, “No, yeah, it’s fine, I’ll come so, um. So Winston doesn’t get separation anxiety.”

Charlie’s squeal his the first response, followed by a vexed mew from Winston, who’s now squeezed too tightly to Charlie’s chest. Charlie clambers for his father and snatches the candy bucket out of his hand, plopping the small kitten down inside while cooing, “Stay, kitty-kitty. Everything the light touches is our kingdom, Simba. That hairball is my son and your future king. We are all connected in the great Circle of Life.” He scrambles back to the door and bounds down the steps, so Andrew and Jesse have to abandon their coffee mugs to catch up to him, and by the time they’re all outside, Charlie is already twirling excited circles around the front yard.

Andrew catches Jesse’s arm in his hand again after the door is locked behind them. He glances over to make sure Charlie isn’t looking before he leans close to Jesse’s ear to whisper, “Charlie didn’t let me respond to your— your thing.”

Jesse doesn’t know whether to celebrate the fact that he’s not the only one fumbling with his words tonight, or the fact that Andrew’s holding his arm like it’s the most delicate thing in the world and his lips are dangerously close to his face. He thinks maybe the latter.


Andrew doesn’t say anything, just releases Jesse’s arm in favor of brushing his hand up it, then trailing up his neck to cup the shorter man’s jawline in his palm. There’s a long moment where their lips barely brush, coffee breath ghosting over each other’s faces, but neither of them seems to care at all. Jesse’s eyes flutter shut when he feels Andrew’s mouth on his, warm and soft. It’s been so long since Jesse’s kissed anyone that he hardly knows what to do with his hands until they somehow tangle themselves into the tousled hair at the back of Andrew’s head.

The kiss is short, just a few seconds, but forceful enough to make Andrew’s lips a flushed pink when he pulls back, hand still curled around Jesse’s jaw. He’s chuckling to himself and he leans his forehead against Jesse’s.

“Sorry,” he smiles, “I’ve just wanted to do that for a while.”

Re: FILL: lions make you brave (3/4) UGH CHARACTER LIMITS

Jesse’s pretty sure he can hear Emma whooping from next door as he pushes his lips against Andrew’s again, just for a brief moment. They’re giggling against each other’s mouths when Charlie sighs dramatically from where he stands on the lawn.

“Daddy, Mr. Jesse, if you’re done sharing cooties, can we go?”

Jesse sucks his lower lip between his teeth, fighting back a grin and staring at his shoes. Andrew scratches the back of his head.

“Yeah, kiddo, we’re right behind you,” he says sheepishly. Charlie accepts the answer and starts bouncing down the sidewalk toward Emma’s house, all lit up with orange lights and fabric ghouls. The two men follow him down the pavement, silently smitten. Andrew’s the first to reach out, extending a pinky in Jesse’s direction. Jesse clasps his own around it for a second before shaking his hand out and interlocking all of their fingers this time.

When they reach Emma’s house, she has the door open before Charlie can even ring the bell. She crouches down to the boy’s eyelevel and extends a fist, which Charlie bumps with the impish smile from before. Of course Emma had something to do with this.

“Nice work, little man,” Emma says, dumping a handful of candy into Charlie’s pail, making sure to avoid the kitten that’s inexplicably sitting in it. “Looks like our little plan worked out after all.”

On any other day, Jesse might be annoyed and even pissed off that Emma conspired with a fucking child to bring him and Andrew together, but with Andrew’s hand tucked into his palm and his taste on his lips, he finds himself not caring. Half an hour ago, he didn’t even know it was Halloween, and now he’s thinking it’s probably the best one he’s ever had

the ending is cheesy and mehhhh but my brain is fried from four essays. i am going to pretend that is a valid excuse.



Re: FILL: lions make you brave (3/4) UGH CHARACTER LIMITS

Why are you pulling me back here?

Aaaargh. This is still the cutest fandom.

The clone, the cooties, the pinky! Sooo cuuute! And fluffy and lovely!

Re: FILL: lions make you brave (3/4) UGH CHARACTER LIMITS

awwww, this is the sweet sugar I need in my not-too-much!happy (which isn't sad, but, well, you know) life!

thanks anon :)

Re: FILL: lions make you brave (3/4) UGH CHARACTER LIMITS

so fucking precious :') maybe i'll actually have something else to contribute when my brain can make words again omg

Re: FILL: lions make you brave (3/4) UGH CHARACTER LIMITS

this is literally too cute, i want to die

conniving!emma and andrew's kid's plans >DD awww. \o/