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“Did you have to pack your camera?” Lawrence yelled to Adam as they were shoving the last few essentials for their camping trip into the car.
“uh, duh. I might get a shot good enough to sell to national geographic.” Adam said with a wink and a smirk.
It had taken 3 months before Adam picked up a camera again. He only picked the hobby back up because the therapist Lawrence forced him to see said not to let the trauma rob him of things that brought him joy. Adam didn’t know how much joy photography brought him, but he definitely didn’t want to lose one of the few skills he had. He tried to shove everything that reminded him of what happened out of his life, except lawrence. The first thing they both asked when they came to their senses at the hospital was how the other was doing. Lawrence felt guilty about that and immediately after asked about his family. They were fine physically, but the marriage was done. Alison blamed Lawrence partially, and well, Lawrence still blamed himself. No matter how many people told him not to, he still did. Lawrence still couldn’t understand how Adam forgave him for shooting him. It made him want to push Adam away on the nights where the guilt made his stomach churn and his self loathing convinced him he wasn't worthy of Adam’s forgiveness. Adam refused to be pushed away everytime, he always snuggles close and tells Lawrence over and over that he would forgive him for anything as long as he didn’t leave him. Lawrence felt pretty much the same way.
Finally the bulky bags are shoved in the trunk, Adam shivers in the mildly chilly October wind and rushes into the warmed up car. Lawrence gets in the driver's seat hand reaching for adam’s on instinct
“your hands are cold..” Lawrence notes, but still doesn’t let go.
Adam laughs a little and slips his cold fingers under lawrence’s shirt
Lawrence shivers, “ah jesus! don’t do that” he yelps smiling a little, adams antics get on his nerves sometimes but most of the time he just thinks it’s cute. Adam mercifully removes his hands as the car makes its way out of the driveway and onto the busy street.
“Soooo, how long’s the drive again? If it's longer than 2 hours, I'll control the radio..” Adam says putting his feet up on the dash and leaning back into the slightly worn leather seats.
“should be about an hour and a half, also I told you to stop doing that..”
“fine..whatever old man” Adam grumbles dramatically making a show out of removing his legs from the dash.
“I am not that old.” Lawrence mumbles.
“Right, sorry, most fair and eternally youthful sire,” Adam says, waving his hands around for emphasis.
Lawrence rolls his eyes and laughs despite himself.
After a long drive of bickering for control of the radio they arrive at their camping destination. It’s a private, small forested area with a cliff and lake a little down the ways from the campsite. Lawrence gets out of the car first, readjusting his prosthetic and stretching his stiff muscles. Adam lazily flops out of the car and leans against it taking in the wilderness.
“A little help here?” Adam turns to see Lawrence unloading the car, one hand occupied with his cane and the other trying to lift the heaviest bag they packed.
“We've got all night man chill.” It reminded Adam of when he first moved in with Lawrence.
Lawrence and Adam never discussed moving in together, it kind of just happened. After they were released from the hospital, Adam tried to go back to his apartment but the second he stepped foot into it a wave of nausea hit him. The flashbacks to that stupid doll and his kidnapper ravaged his mind. He called Lawrence and told some lie about how he wanted to spend the night at his place because his heater was broken. It wasn’t the last time he did that, he did it so often that Lawrence had left room for Adam to put his clothes in his drawer. They both knew the heater wasn’t broken but they still pretended it was true, they both liked the excuse it gave. It meant they didn’t have to admit just how much they wanted to see each other. Eventually Lawrence just asked Adam if he wanted to bring his stuff to his place and give up the apartment since Lawrence now had room to fill. Adam still gets embarrassed at how fast and enthusiastically he agreed. Lawrence didn’t mind having Adam around at all, it was lonely being in a big house and going through divorce. Lawrence had Diana on weekends and luckily she had grown to like Adam quite a bit, everytime she was dropped off the first thing she would ask was where Adam was. It warmed Lawrence’s heart to see his two favourite people get along.
One night, about a month after Adam moved in, they decided that maybe they should talk about what happened with each other. They both drank a little to ease the flow of the conversation.
“God, I'm just so sorry adam..” Lawrence shook his head in his hands.
“For what? I understand why you shot me, you thought your family was going to die..that would drive a lot of people crazy.” Adam reached out and grabbed Lawrence’s hand, “i’m sorry too, I mean fuck jigsaw and we didn’t deserve that for what we did, but it’s true that I shouldn’t have been doing what I was doing..I thought I had no options left in life but, um, meeting you has made me feel like that’s not true anymore…” Lawrence met Adams eyes and leaned forward, pressing their foreheads together. “I’m just glad we’re okay” Adam says, absentmindedly rubbing circles on the back of Lawrence's hand with his thumb.
Without thinking, Lawrence closed the gap tilting his head slightly to leave a small peck on Adam's lips. Adam stared back at Lawrence with a look of bewilderment before surging forward to kiss Lawrence back. Lawrence fell back on the couch in surprise with Adam on top of him. Not much more talking took place that night.
They had arrived at the campsite in the mid morning and it was the afternoon now. Adam had attempted to set the tent up without reading the instructions first, but his attempt was unsuccessful, as Lawrence predicted, and gave into using the manual.
“Did you remember the air mattress?” Lawrence asked as he began setting up a campfire.
“Of course, don't want a root or some shit digging into my back all night. plus a mattress makes certain..other..activities much more comfortable” Adam attempts to wiggle his eyebrows at the last part.
“Are you always horny?” Lawrence laughs.
“cmonnnn, that’s the reason you made sure this campsite was private wasn’t it?” Adam sits down on a log across from Lawrence taking in the warmth of the small starting fire.
“I just didn’t want to deal with other people is all..”
“And you say I'm a bad liar..” Adam punches Lawrence in the shoulder lightly. “Hey, let’s go check out that cliff..I bet I can get some good pictures of the lake from up there.”
Lawrence grabs his cane and follows an excited Adam down a small path. He wanted to go with Adam at this time of year because he remembers him mentioning how it was his favourite time to go camping when he was a kid. Lawrence had to agree that the colours made everything feel more vibrant, or maybe it was just Adam's smile.
Adam pulled out his camera and began taking pictures as Lawrence stood back and watched him work. Adam stuck out his hand and waved Lawrence over “hey you, get over here. I want to take some pictures of you too.” Lawrence stood in the middle of the cliff, squinting a little at the sun entering his eyes. Adam stared for a moment before taking a few photos , he looked so beautiful like that. blonde hair bright and flowing in the afternoon air, blue eyes and nose wrinkling at the sunlight. Adam didn’t believe in marriage, but sometimes when he looked at Lawrence he wanted to.
They stayed at the cliff awhile, gazing at all the cottages off in the distance guessing things about their occupants. As the sun started to set, they made their way back to camp, Adam excited to make some s’mores by the fire. They snuggled close to each other on a log in front of the fire as they did the essential camping activity of roasting marshmallows.
“i’m sooooo tired, can we lie down now” Adam says with an exaggerated yawn, snuggling even closer into Lawrence.
“Yeah sure, but you have to blow up the air mattress.” Lawrence teases.
“Excuse you, didn’t I make the tent earlier? time for you to get to work.” Adam flicks Lawrence in the shoulder and gets up to grab the multiple pillows and blankets they backed into the small trunk. Adam always teases Lawrence by calling him a princess for needing two pillows, Lawrence says he just likes to be comfortable. typical princess behaviour Adam thinks.
After the struggle of blowing up the air mattress, the two are finally comfortable snuggled under multiple layers of blanket.
“Hey Lawrence.." Adam says in his ‘i want something’ voice. “i’m still horny”
“and I'm sooooo tired” Lawrence smirks, mimicking Adam from earlier.
“can I use your thigh..” Adam whispers into Lawrence's ear. his dick twitches in interest despite his tiredness.
“fuck, yeah sure.” Adam wiggles out of his pants and Lawrence shoves his thigh between Adam legs. Adam sighs approvingly and begins rubbing against Lawrence’s thigh immediately. T-dick swelling at the action, a wet spot appearing on Adams boxers.
“what’s got you so worked up?” Lawrence said, voice a little raspy and winded despite not having done anything. He runs a hand through Adam's hair tucking it behind his ear.
“just you.” Adam mumbles nuzzling into Lawrence's neck. The hot breath on Lawrence’s neck caused him to shiver slightly. Adam begins moving his hips faster and lets out a frustrated sigh..it’s not enough. “fuck, Lawrence please..”
“Please what..” Lawrence smirks, kissing Adams forehead.
“Just touch me, please so close..” Adam practically whimpers.
Lawrence moves his leg away slightly causing Adam to whine. As Lawrence sticks his hand down Adams boxers the whine turns into a small moan. Lawrence circles Adams dick in small strokes, sighs of pleasure getting heavier as he gets closer. “you’re being so good for me, close?” Adam nods quickly, hips rocking into Lawrence’s hand even faster. Once Lawrence’s fingers slip inside his hole he cums. Lawrence rubs him through it until he pulls away from overstimulation.
“mhm..thank you.” Adam kisses Lawrence’s nose and forehead, sliding his hand down Lawrence’s body. “Let me help you out too.”
“I can't say no to that.” Lawrence kisses Adam sweetly as Adam's hand wraps around his cock, stroking him fast and flicking his wrist just how Lawrence likes. Lawrence doesn’t last long, rocking his hips into Adams' punishing pace. He cums over Adam's fingers and lets out a happy sigh into Adam's lips. “Did you grab the wet wipes from the car? I really don’t want to get up right now.” Lawrence says, pulling Adam close again.
Adam reaches over to the side of the bed and grabs the wet wipes wiping him and Lawrence clean. After he’s finished he tosses them to the side, the garbage is tomorrow's problem. Right now Adam just wants to be close to Lawrence.
“Can we finally go to sleep now?” Lawrence whispers into Adam's hair, but he’s already half asleep snuggled up into Lawrence’s chest. “I love you Adam.” Adam smiles and snuggles even closer. “I love you too.”