Tainted Love

Sammy stood at the kitchen sink, shaking her head when she could hear the sound of a motor cycle driving up the road to the home. It had become an all to familiar sound in recent months, since her eldest son started seeing 19 year old Trevor Dawson. Sammy didn't like Trevor, at all. She didn't trust him with her son, but neither she, nor Adam could convince Lennon that Trevor was no good for him.

Trevor jumped off his bike and climbed up the lattice to Lennon's room and tapped on his window.

Lennon had just gone back into his room after showering and was only half dressed, standing shirtless as he dried his long hair. He grinned as he heard the motorbike approaching the house and hung his towel over his shoulder, going over to open the curtains and the window.

Trevor smiled, pulling himself down through the window into Lennon's room, smiling at his younger boyfriend, tucking a bit of his own long, raven black hair behind his ear. "Hey you," he said, still smiling.

"Hey." Lennon said, grinning as he moved out of the way to let Trevor in. He blushed slightly and went over to his bed to grab his shirt.

Trevor grabbed the shirt and shook his head. "Why cover that perfection up hm?"

"But I'm not..." Lennon said, blushing more as he reached out to take the shirt.

"Yes you are," Trevor smiled, dropping the shirt as he stood, wrapping his arms around Lennon.

Lennon smiled, leaning against Trevor, hugging him. "You do know that's a biased opinion...right?"

"You do know I don't give shit.....right?" Trevor said, mimicking Lennon's tone, holding him close.

Lennon chuckled, leaning his head against Trevor's shoulder. "I know you don't." He said.

Trevor smiled, playing with Lennon's hair. "Your dad still on your ass about cutting your hair?" Trevor asked

Lennon rolled his eyes. "Yeah. He never cared about it as much when I was younger..." He said.

"Don't cut it," said Trevor. "You're not a kid anymore, you should be able to wear your hair the way you wanna wear it."

"Don't worry..." Lennon said. "I wasn't going to anyway. I like it long."

Trevor nodded. "Good," he said softly. "Come for a ride with me?"

"Sure," Lennon said. "Just let me finish what I was doing..."

"If you must," said Trevor, rolling his eyes.

"What?" Lennon asked, throwing the towel on his bed. He grabbed his brush and quickly ran it through his hair.

"You know I'm not a patient person Jay," said Trevor. He had a habit of calling Lennon by his middle name when he was annoyed with him.

"I know..." Lennon sighed, quickly putting his hair up in a messy ponytail.

Trevor moved back to the window. "C'mon, before daddy dearest tries to run me off again."

"I'm coming, I'm coming..." Lennon said, picking up his shirt, only to throw it on his bed, next to his phone. He went over to the window as well.

Trevor slowly went back down the window lattice again.

Lennon sat on the window seal, waiting for Trevor to finish climbing down before he followed.

Adam walked into the kitchen and went over to Sammy. "Are you ok?" He asked, having been asleep.

Trevor jumped down, heading over to his bike. "Trevor's here," Sammy sighed. "Again..."