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Blue shoves Ryan back against the firetruck, brows furrowed in irritation, and he's surprised when he's not immediately shoved back.
Ryan's been on his ass all day, nitpicking, and he knows it's got something to do with why the older man was late to their shift this morning.
But it's really starting to piss him off.
"I don't know what's going on with you today, but I'm not going to be your damn punching bag," says Blue seriously as he slams his hands into the truck on either side of Ryan's head.
"I'm not trying to make you my punching bag, Blue," groans Ryan as he tips his head back, eyes sliding closed.
"Then what's up with the nitpicking?" asks Blue as he taps Ryan's forehead once before placing his hand back against the cool of the truck.
"It's not like I'm wrong, but you're right. I've been nitpicking more today. It's… been a day. I've already apologized to the girls. I'm sorry for coming so hard at you, Blue," replies Ryan quietly, apologetic and almost sad as their eyes meet.
"Ry, just— what's going on? Why am I getting the brunt of this?" asks Blue as his brows furrow.
"I— Sam and I finalized the divorce today," mutters Ryan as he looks at Blue with these eyes that send heat and fondness through his veins. "There was a reason we decided to finalize it, and I just— it's right."
"Okay, do you want to talk about it?" asks Blue as he tips his head to the side, feeling his face smooth out.
"Talking won't help much here," replies Ryan with an almost sheepish determination that has Blue inhaling sharply.
He hasn't seen that look pointed at him, ever, and something about it feels… loaded.
Blue's lips part, he's going to say… something.
But then Ryan's hand raises, fingers catching in his shirt, and twists the material around while tugging him in until their teeth clack harshly as their mouths meet.
Blue stiffens, but Ryan tips his head, adjusts back, and softens the kiss. He slowly coaxes Blue out of his shock with gentle nips at his lips that his tongue soothes.
It takes him a minute, but Blue does press into the kiss. Does let his hands slide down to rest on Ryan's sides, fingers pressing into his back firmly.
The sound of multiple gasps has him starting to pull back, but Ryan nips at his bottom lip and tugs him back in anyway.
Blue knows they should stop, knows their dad could see, but then Ryan licks into his mouth with a needy moan.
How is Blue supposed to stop now?
"As much as I hoped this wouldn't happen here, I expected it. We've got paperwork to fill out now. Get up here, boys!" hollers Don in an authoritative voice that has Blue flinching away from Ryan.
Blue's not sure what to expect now because he wasn't even expecting Ryan to kiss him.