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This started out from a simple yawn that slipped out of Barry's mouth as the group stood outside of the Billabong garage where they held their meetings. Everyone had been teasing him for it and to be honest. No one quite understood just how much Barry had worked these last few weeks. The amount of time and effort had been never ending. He hadn't noticed that he had been suddenly picked up and carried off away from the group. "What the?" He asked looking back at the group behind him. An overwhelming scent of worn leather and dirt filled his senses. He immediately relaxed into those arms.
Barry pointed to Malakai's new mustang, "I like his mustang.... its really cool," he mumbled at the end. Dundee grinned replying, "Wanna look at my mustang?" Barry felt his face warm with embarisment as the rest if the crew could hear Dee. Barry was a mumbling mess until they got to the door.
"Let Daddy Dundee tuck you in bed." Barry is silent as he's carried into their home. Strong arms hooked under his knees and his back. He doesnt speak, the exhaustion had hit him faster than he has anticipated. Once he was let down on the bed, he began to undress. Removing his BBMC vest and tossing it on the floor. He kicked off his boots and peeled off his skinny jeans. After a long days work Barry couldn't wait to lay down and relax.
Once he was in his boxers, his husband had peeled off the covers for him and he laid down with a long sigh of relief. "Okay, let me tuck you in now, Hubby." Dundee commented with a cheeky grin. Despite the beard and the darker hair Barry knew quite well that this man was his husband. "Thank you, Dee," he mumbled and let out a stifled yawn. "Not a problem love. You look so cute in bed." He felt the other man reach over and tuck him in bed, making sure he was comfortable before leaning over to press a quick kiss to Barry's forehead. "Night night, beautiful," Irwin whispered softly and Barry swore that his heart was about to jump out of his chest. "G-Goodnight. Will you be around the house are you leaving again?" He asked quietly. "Well depending on if the others need to talk me about something else then I should be. What, you can't sleep without me ? "
"Well I spent 2 fucking weeks without you here. So... yes, I may have gotten used to you here with me," Barry huffed out, swallowing thickly with a sigh. "I get you. I am sorry about that. I didn't mean to dissappear on you, but I'm here now. I came back to you didn't I?" Barry nodded gently and smiled warmly. "You did come back."
"Always have. Always will, Barry Benson."