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elrhiarhodanTitle: In the heart of your heart
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elrhiarhodan
Fandom: White Collar
Rating: G
Characters/Pairings: Matt Bomer, Simon Halls, Matt/Simon
Spoilers: None
Warnings/Enticements/Triggers: RPF
Word Count: ~350
Summary: Simon has a sweet surprise waiting for Matt.
A/N: No beta. All mistakes are mine and mine alone. Written for the Comment Fic meme, for my lovely friendphotoash. Her prompt is at the end of the story. Title is from Jethro Tull’s classic The Third Hurrah, from the album War Child.
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There's a small crowd waiting outside the studio, and when Matt comes out, they burst into spontaneous applause. It's a wrap. Season Three is in the can, his contracts for Seasons Four and Five are signed and he couldn't be happier.
Or so he thought. But there, on the edge of the crowd of technicians and production assistants and service personnel is a tall gray-haired man, lean, with a gentle smile and a predatory look in his eyes.
It's Simon - his husband. The father of his children. Here, in New York, at the studio. Waiting for him.
Matt smiles back, briefly meeting his eyes. He works through the crowd, thanking everyone for their work and time and patience. It's only four months out of the year - but it's often eighteen hour days and eighty hour weeks that go non-stop. They all work hard – from the most junior production assistant to the DPs and PMs and Matt needs to acknowledge that.
Finally, the crowd disperses - or rather, reforms to wait for Tim, and Matt can finally go to Simon.
"Hey you." He lets a little bit of Texas creep into his voice.
"Hey you, yourself." Simon's smile is the sweetest thing he's seen in weeks.
"I'm ready to come home."
"That's good, because we're more than ready to have you home."
The words are simple, even a little sparse. But they convey a lot. Matt tucks himself under Simon's arm and they walk to the waiting limo. This isn't something they can often do - but the studio is private property and the lot is far from the prying eyes of the most persistent paparazzi.
Simon rubs his cheek against Matt’s hair. "I have a surprise for you."
Matt looked up at Simon, behind the glasses, his eyes were twinkling. "Oh?"
"Back at the hotel."
But Matt wasn't going to be surprised - not this time. He knew that Simon had brought the children with him. The nanny had called to let him know when they were arriving, inadvertently spoiling the treat.
But he said nothing of that to Simon - surprise or not, having his husband and children with him was the best gift ever.
FIN
Forphotoash: Simon/Matt :) How will they celebrate when shooting is over?
Author:
elrhiarhodanFandom: White Collar
Rating: G
Characters/Pairings: Matt Bomer, Simon Halls, Matt/Simon
Spoilers: None
Warnings/Enticements/Triggers: RPF
Word Count: ~350
Summary: Simon has a sweet surprise waiting for Matt.
A/N: No beta. All mistakes are mine and mine alone. Written for the Comment Fic meme, for my lovely friend
photoash. Her prompt is at the end of the story. Title is from Jethro Tull’s classic The Third Hurrah, from the album War Child.There's a small crowd waiting outside the studio, and when Matt comes out, they burst into spontaneous applause. It's a wrap. Season Three is in the can, his contracts for Seasons Four and Five are signed and he couldn't be happier.
Or so he thought. But there, on the edge of the crowd of technicians and production assistants and service personnel is a tall gray-haired man, lean, with a gentle smile and a predatory look in his eyes.
It's Simon - his husband. The father of his children. Here, in New York, at the studio. Waiting for him.
Matt smiles back, briefly meeting his eyes. He works through the crowd, thanking everyone for their work and time and patience. It's only four months out of the year - but it's often eighteen hour days and eighty hour weeks that go non-stop. They all work hard – from the most junior production assistant to the DPs and PMs and Matt needs to acknowledge that.
Finally, the crowd disperses - or rather, reforms to wait for Tim, and Matt can finally go to Simon.
"Hey you." He lets a little bit of Texas creep into his voice.
"Hey you, yourself." Simon's smile is the sweetest thing he's seen in weeks.
"I'm ready to come home."
"That's good, because we're more than ready to have you home."
The words are simple, even a little sparse. But they convey a lot. Matt tucks himself under Simon's arm and they walk to the waiting limo. This isn't something they can often do - but the studio is private property and the lot is far from the prying eyes of the most persistent paparazzi.
Simon rubs his cheek against Matt’s hair. "I have a surprise for you."
Matt looked up at Simon, behind the glasses, his eyes were twinkling. "Oh?"
"Back at the hotel."
But Matt wasn't going to be surprised - not this time. He knew that Simon had brought the children with him. The nanny had called to let him know when they were arriving, inadvertently spoiling the treat.
But he said nothing of that to Simon - surprise or not, having his husband and children with him was the best gift ever.
For
photoash: Simon/Matt :) How will they celebrate when shooting is over?
