100 Original Fics: 091: Makana (1/1)

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Title: Makana
Series: 100 Original Fics
Character: Fox Maharassa
Author: Avarice
Prompt: 091 - Birthday
Rating: PG
Pairing: Fox/Collin
Spoilers: post FH
Summary: Collin has a nifty surprise for Fox's birthday.
Word Count: 1316
Date First Posted: 27-07-2011
Date Revised: -
Beta: Ladielazarus
Awards: -
Notes: A wonderful author by the name of Jenny wrote a wonderful post FH fix it fic entitled Springtime. (It is amazing, I recommend you read it right now. Go ahead, I'll wait. And afterwards, please please leave her feedback). I fell in love with it so much, I started to write something set afterwards, in the situation she set up. This is the first in a series of fics chronicling Fox's birthday celebrations.
Makana is a Hawaiian word meaning 'gift'.
Feedback: always welcome, as is constructive criticism.
Also Archived At: LJ

Something tickled at the edge of Fox’s mind. He was asleep, but there was an insistent tug from reality. He fought it, but the more energy he devoted to fighting it, the more it roused him anyway.

Then again, there was a pair of lips pressed against his bare shoulder, so perhaps being awakened was worth it.

Fox began to wake properly, but kept his eyes shut and feigned sleep, curious to discover whether the lips moved.

Sure enough, they travelled to the skin above his clavicle, between shoulder and neck. Fox did his best not to let out a ticklish snort as they moved again, this time coming to rest at the base of his throat.

“I know you’re awake, idiot,” the familiar voice announced. Fox couldn’t keep it in anymore. He opened his eyes lazily to find Collin looming over him.

“How could you tell?” he asked.

“When I put my mouth over your throat, your pulse quickened,” Collin answered matter-of-factly.

“Wow,” Fox replied, “that’s some gift.”

“It’s my very own super power,” Collin said imperiously, waving his hand in a dismissing gesture.

Fox laughed delightedly, pleased at Collin’s good humour. He pulled the blond down to kiss him sweetly on the lips.

“G’morning,” he mumbled languidly, letting his eyes fall shut again.

“Happy birthday,” Collin answered.

Fox frowned, one eye peeking open.

“It’s not, is it?” He raised the upper half of his body back onto his elbows. “Unless I’ve Rip Van Winkle’d myself through the week, it’s only the 2nd of March.”

“That’s true,” Collin said, “but it’ll be a little late if I give you your present then, so...” he trailed off, looking decidedly smug.

Fox blinked slowly, before smiling. There wasn’t a part of him that could deny he loved getting presents, and if Collin was determined to give him one early, he wouldn’t have a problem accepting it.

He pushed himself up into a sitting position in bed, blankets pooling around his waist.

“Ok then... y’got me. What do I get?” he asked excitedly, clapping his hands together.

Collin gave him a weighty and particularly indulgent glance before reaching into his bedside drawer and pulling out an envelope. He handed it to Fox without saying anything else.

Fox took it eagerly and opened it, pulling out a photograph of a cottage. He frowned a little and scrutinised the picture carefully. It was not a place he was familiar with at all. Collin’s face gave nothing away, save to watch him serenely.

He turned the photograph over, but there was no writing, nor any other markings giving away any information. Scratching his head, Fox gave Collin a confused look. “I give up. What is it?”

Collin’s finger brushed the photo.

“This is a little cottage in Kihei, Maui.”

Silence met Collin, as Fox just continued to look perplexed. Collin grinned, knowing more explanation was required. “This is where we’re going to spend your birthday.”

Fox’s eyes flashed wider. “Maui.”

“Yes.”

“The Maui in Hawaii.”

“Yes.”

“The Hawaii that’s off the west coast. That Hawaii?”

Collin rolled his eyes. “No, the Hawaii four blocks away.”

Fox dismissed the sarcasm with an excitable wave of his hand.

“No, seriously. How can we possibly spend my birthday there? I’m working, you’re definitely working, and we’re pouring every cent we earn after utilities and food into fixing up this house...”

Collin laid one of his hands over Fox’s wildly gesticulating one, calming his movements.

“This cottage belongs to my boss. He’s going on vacation for a week to Washington, and suggested I take the same time off. We got to talking about our situation, the fact that you’re birthday’s coming up and...” Collin gave an uncharacteristically self-effacing smile, “He’s really pleased with my work since I started, and he likes me. He offered to let us stay here for the week, no charge.”

Fox blinked owlishly and looked back down at the photograph.

“That’s brilliant. Your boss is a champion. I knew I was right to vote for him.”

“You didn’t vote for him,” Collin answered wryly.

“Well, I would now.” Fox grinned, looking back down at the photo. A little crease appeared between his brows. “No accommodation costs are great and all, but we still have to get there.”

Collin leaned back and reached into his bedside once again, pulling out another envelope.

“This is where your parents come in. We’d been discussing your birthday, and they loved the idea of Hawaii...”

Fox opened the envelope to find two e-tickets with his and Collin’s names on them, detailing connecting flights through L.A. and straight into Maui.

“Oh, wow,” Fox exclaimed softly, looking a little overwhelmed. “This is amazing... but flights and accommodation aside, we can’t stay there for a week without, y’know... eating...” Fox watched as Collin’s face grew smug once again. “What have you done now?”

“I spoke to your editor about a little time off. As you write a weekly spot, it’s no trouble for you to be away for a short while, and I know for a fact you’ve got at least one story pre-written as a reserve.”

Collin shuffled closer, and took Fox’s hands. “I know the kind of writing you’re doing right now isn’t exactly the kind you want to be doing. At least, not forever. I talked to your boss about you never having been to Hawaii before, and that your experiences could make for some interesting reading. Remember how you told me that the Sun Post wanted to lift its web profile?” Fox nodded mutely. “Well, in exchange for you writing a short daily blog for the time we’ll be away, the paper is footing the bill for expenses while we’re there.”

Fox sat back heavily against the headboard of their bed, more than a little flabbergasted. “This is... wow. I don’t even... I. Yeah,” he stuttered out.

“Is it ok?” Collin asked, and Fox detected a faint note of uncertainty in his voice. “I’m sorry I kind of made it a working vacation for you, but I’m sure you’ll find things to write about in Hawaii, and I know you’ll make it entertaining because that’s what you-- mmm!” Collin was cut off by Fox pulling the blond to him and kissing him soundly.

“It’s fucking brilliant,” Fox said after he’d let Collin come up for air. “You are brilliant. Everything is... brilliant.” Fox stopped and gave Collin a joyful, boyish smile. “I’ve always wanted to go to Hawaii to learn how to surf.”

“I know,” Collin grinned, settling his back against the headboard, allowing Fox to wrap an arm snugly around his shoulders.

“You’ve really thought of everything, haven’t you?” the brunet stated.

“Mhm,” Collin nodded. “But you should probably take another look at those plane tickets.”

Fox raised a thick eyebrow and reached for the envelope on the bedspread. He took the tickets out this time and looked at them a little more carefully.

“Seats, carrier... I got a window, awesome-- wait.” Fox looked up at Collin again, before pointing to the ticket. “This is a red-eye for tonight.”

Collin leaned over and pressed his lips to Fox’s stubbly cheek. “Better get packing, Fox. Your dad’s coming by to pick us up at 4.”

Fox shook a disbelieving head at his partner. “Just when I think you can’t get any more amazing...”

“...I prove you wrong,” Collin finished with a superior smile, flinging a leg over Fox’s lap to straddle his skinny thighs, wrapping arms around dark shoulders.

Fox cupped Collin’s face in his hands and leaned in for an exquisitely slow kiss. “How long until we get picked up?” he murmured.

“About seven hours,” Collin replied, voice throaty.

“Seven hours,” Fox mused, kissing the pulse point under Collin’s jaw. “I can work to that deadline.”

Collin grinned, and proceeded to assist Fox in beginning his birthday celebrations four days early.


~finis