welcometotheughbackup

Who: Balthier, Squall and Laguna
When: Morning
Where: Cafeteria
What: Awkward breakfast
Rating: PG

Laguna had managed to find his way to the cafeteria by sure dumb luck, having stepped on Isaack’s toes on the way in, making the Romanian be quite pissed. Reason he had not even seen the big man, was because he was dizzy with shock. He had come to greet his son good morning only to find him in bed with his so called friend. Oh yes, he was dizzy.

Squall was nuzzled against Balthier's chest, his arms draped lazily over his lover. He started to stir a little, letting out a groan as he awoke. He blinked his eyes open and started to roll over, freezing in shock when he saw Laguna.

Balthier shifted slightly at the movement but didn't wake; he simply buried his face in Squall's neck, sighing in his sleep.

Laguna went scarlet red in embarrassment, tumbling back, stepping On Isaack’s toes as the Romanian had passed, before tumbling to the floor. The Romanian growled, picking the small man off the ground, pushing him against the bars. "Watch it!"

Squall blinked. "Issack!! Don't please!!! Don't hurt him!!" He squirmed out of Balthier's arms and rushed over to the door.

The noise woke Balthier and he was soon stood right with them, pulling Isaack back. "No, Isaack. That's Squall's father." He told him.

Isaack hand was raised in a pose to punch the other, but as both his friends protested, he growled low, letting the other go so he crashed to the floor in shock. This man was even taller then Ward, and that was a lot. He stuttered out an apology, but Isaack only looked at the two. "So Daddy is in prison as well? " he was sour. He hated being sick. "Don’t step on me again" He turned to Laguna.

Squall let out a relieved sigh when Issack let go of Laguna. He knelt down to help Laguna up. "Sorry, that's Issack. He's a bit of a loose cannon."

Balthier put his hand on Isaack's arm. "You go to breakfast then go and get some sleep. You're unwell." He said, squeezing his arm in a friendly manner.

Isaack relaxed a bit, and then smile. "Alright. Tell the tiny one I’m sorry. He stepped on my broken toe."

Squall stood, dressed only in his boxers, tugging Laguna up to his feet. "Sorry, Issack."

Balthier nodded. "Go on, have breakfast, we'll be along soon, anyway." He smiled at Isaack then turned to see if Laguna was alright. "Are you okay, sir?"

Laguna looked flustered. "Oh man, I thought I was about to die…" he said low. "Oh, and please don’t call me sir. Makes me feel so old…" He looked at his Son. "I-I... umm… sorry for disturbing.."

Squall blushed bright, staring at his feet. "You weren't um... disturbing anything, we were just sleeping."

"Squall gets cold and steals my heat. Sleeping in the same bunk isn't uncommon in here. It gets cold at night." Balthier said, only partially lying but sounding as if he spoke only the truth.

"Oh!" Laguna looked somewhat relieved. He was scared he had walked in on something, like he usually did. But for Squall and Balthier it would look as if he was happy they where not gay.

Squall's heart sank a little at Laguna's reaction, scuffing his toes against the floor. "Of course, there are plenty of men here who share their beds out of love..." He commented, seeing how Laguna would react.

Balthier rested his hand on Squall's shoulder, leaning to whisper in his ear. "It'll be okay." He then moved back into the cell to find something to wear.

Laguna blushed. "Oh. Well... Kiros is gay too so, I guess I’m used to it really. Just kinda odd. I did not realise until he openly told me he had been hitting on me for 10 years"

Squall raised an eyebrow. "Even I knew he was gay, before I even knew what 'gay' was!"

Balthier chuckled at that, slipping on some pants. He pulled on a shirt and moved back to Squall. "You should get dressed, lo-- ...Squall." He stopped himself, just in time, from calling Squall 'love'.

Laguna did not seem to notice. He just blushed. "Well, I’m a bit oblivious you know! I don’t notice such things. I think everything is just flowers and daises"

Squall sighed a little. "Well... How did you feel when Kiros told you? Did it bother you?"

Balthier put his hands on Squall's shoulders. "How about we talk this out over breakfast, hm?" He suggested to them both.

"Not really" He managed to reply, before hearing Balthier’s suggestion. "Brilliant idea! I haven’t eaten in like... two days! " As if on cue, his belly gave a loud sound.

Squall gave a nod and moved to pull on a pair of jeans, throwing on a shirt. "Great idea! Let's eat!"

"Mm, I do believe food makes every situation lighter than it seems." He joked, heading on towards the cafeteria.

Laguna had a bounce in his step. he looked like he more wanted to run back and forth like some dog just told to be taken for a walk, but he refrained himself from it. He was energetic though, impressive for a man of 44

Squall moved towards the door, giving Balthier's hand a light touch as he passed by him. "Someone's cheerful for their first proper day."

Balthier smiled at the touch to his hand, watching how lively Laguna was. "It's probably adrenaline." He muttered.

But oh no. Laguna was like this 24\7. Always happy cheerful, except when he talked to people he liked, or got nervous. Or got asked things he did not know the answer of. Then he usually turned into a puppy.

Squall smiled at Laguna lightly. "Come on, let's show you the fanatastic, delicious cuisine the cafeteria offers." He said, voice laced with sarcasm.

"Yes, it's by far the most incredible food you'll ever taste." Balthier added with just the same amount or sarcasm Squall used.

Laguna was optimistic thought, until, of course he tasted it. "Ugh.."

Squall sat beside Balthier, thigh to thigh, once he had collected his plate of food. He gave his lover's knee a gentle squeeze under the table.

Balthier had just gone to put food in his mouth as Squall touched his knee. A slight noise came out and he turned his head with a raised eyebrow before continuing to eat.

Laguna seemed to have forgotten the gay question. He was wolfing down his food like a child. He was hungry

Squall gave Balthier a sideways smile, taking a bite of his own food, seeming so innocent, and his fingers inched higher.

Balthier cleared his throat, able to act perfectly calm for the moment. "So, uh, Laguna... what do you think to what Squall spoke of earlier?"

"Of what?" he blinked, oblivious to the things going on under the table. His face was stuffed with food. Ever the one with Manners, even as a president.

Squall inched his fingers higher still. "About gays. And about Kiros. And how you felt."

Balthier made a slight noise at the hand touching him but managed to past it off as a cough. "Yes, about that."

"Oh!" He fluhed. "Well, It was a bit odd at first, but I got used to it. I mean, he is my best friend! I would never push him away. Even thought it was embarrassing as he kept touching me all the time" He turned as scarlet as the ketchup tainting his nose.

Squall watched Laguna, trying not to laugh. This was serious, dammit! He gave a soft chuckle. "Well... How do you feel about gays in general?"

Balthier decided the best defence was a good offence and he slipped his right hand down to do just the same to Squall's leg, being able to continue eating as he was left handed.

"Well, I don’t feel any different I guess: Don’t really know how it work really. I’ve only been with women"

Squall let out a squeak, shoving a mouthful of food into his mouth to disguise it. "W-well... it's not just about gender, right? I mean... personality is important too."

"If someone falls for a person they truly are suited with, gender means nothing." He slid his hand higher up Squall's leg.

Laguna had his mouth stuffed, nose still having ketchup on it. "I guess. I mean, I don’t think any less of Kiros really. But I don’t think I can fall for anyone else then Raine."

Squall flushed a little, shifting his own hand up higher. He leaned over and used his free hand to wipe ketchup off of Laguna's nose. "I used to feel that away about Rinoa. She was like... everything I ever wanted."

Balthier slipped his left hand down and poked the back of Squall's hand before picking up his fork again and putting food in his mouth as his right hand inched as close as it could to Squall's crotch.

Laguna looked cross eyes at the hand swiping off the ketchup. He laughed goofy like. "Did not realise that was there.." He blushed. "I’ve been alone ever since she left Squall. And that is years ago. Besides, I’m old, and stuck in here. There is no way I’m ever meeting a woman again:"

Squall squeaked out loud, quickly covering his mouth. He blushed bright. "Ah well. You never know... Maybe you'll meet a guy... or maybe you'll meet a girl by letters... a pen pal or something... it happens."

"Just take a man as a lover, it's a lot less hassle." Balthier stated simply, his hand beginning to massage Squall's thigh teasingly.

Laguna spat out his juice by this, almost covering the two others. He flushed bright pink. "I’m hetro." he stammered. "And 44 years old"

Squall chewed at the inside of his cheek to keep himself silent, brows creasing. Ah~ age... age is just a number! You're a spring chicken!"

Balthier chuckled, leaning to whisper to Squall. "Are we going to keep this to ourselves, then?" He asked, keeping his hand on it's task.

Laguna blinked, flustered:" You alright Squall? You are so flushed."

Squall blushed brighter. "Ah... I'm okay. Just a little warm in here." He lied. He rested his hand on top of Balthier's, stroking his fingertips. "So... Dad... If Ellone or I were gay... how would you feel?"

Balthier laced fingers with Squall, resting their hands on his leg. This was the question that might be trouble.

Laguna shrugged. "Nothing I could do with it, would it. It would never had changed if I did have an opinion. But I don’t really. When I accept my friend being gay, why would I react to my children:"

"It... wouldn't make you love us any less? Or feel disappointed with us in any way?" He asked, giving Balthier's hand a gentle squeeze.

"Why would it? You are my children, I’ll always love you, no matter much. Alright, I’d be disappointed if you liked animals or Children that way, but everything else, why would I?"

Balthier couldn't stop himself from giving a slight laugh at the idea of sexual desires to animals or children but squeezed Squall's hand lightly.

"Well... I once had this hamster... sexy beast it was." He teased, before biting his bottom lip, face going serious. "Dad... I... Well, it might be obvious... But... I'm... I'm in love with a guy."

Laguna nearly spit out his juice again. Squall had the tendency to speak while he drunk. "You are?" He was surprised, but not shocked.

Balthier took this as a cue to raise their clasped hands, showing Laguna that he and Squall were in 'that' kind of relationship. "We are."

Squall flushed brightly. He stole a glance at Balthier before returning his gaze to Laguna. "I'm in love with a pirate. A pirate named Balthier."

Laguna turned bright."So I’m looking right at your spouse then. " he giggled nervously, his leg cramping bad. He winced. "umm.. Hi, I’m your new Father in law."

Balthier used his free hand to cover his eyes a moment. "We're not married, we're just a couple. I'm no one's... 'spouse'."

Squall flushed more, his cheeks on fire. "We're not married, we're just dating. Though, I'm pretty sure he's my 'one' as they say."

He smiled in a big, sad smile. "I’m really happy for you!" He was lonely thought. He missed and loved Raine still.

Balthier pushed his tray away and folded his arms on the table, resting his chin on them. "Mm... seems you're probably the only one who is." He commented, remembering their recent troubles.

Squall smiled at Laguna. "You are? Thanks Dad, it means a lot. He leaned over and kissed Balthier's temple. "We're getting there though, aren't we?"

Laguna blushed a lot, looking a bit away. It did not bother him, but it was more for giving them privacy.

"We're getting there, yes." He smiled then rested his head down so his face was concealed by his arms.

Squall sighed and ran his fingers lightly through Balthier's hair, looking at Laguna. "We've had a lot of obstacles to overcome."

Laguna nodded, blushing still. "Sorry for my awkwardness. I was the same when Elle brought her boyfriend home the first time."

Balthier chuckled then looked up at Laguna. "It's awkward for me, also. I've never met any of my lovers' parents before... unless I was sleeping with them, as well..." He laughed awkwardly.

Squall shot Balthier a glare. "Remind me to ask you about this later! And if you sleep with my dad, dear God I will strangle you!"

Laguna looked horrified by this motion, "I don’t even know how gays have sex! don’t really wanna know to be honest " he stammered. "I like women!"

Balthier pulled a face at Squall's glare. "Ask me whatever you wish. I'm an open book... and your father isn't my type. I like blue eyes and bad attitudes." He replied.

Laguna laughed by this. "Good god I’m not your type then!"

Squall leaned against Balthier and looked at Laguna again. "Well... It's kinda like sex with a woman... just... a different hole..." He answered almost cheekily.

Laguna blinked confused. "What hole?"

Balthier laughed, nudging Squall's leg. "Enough, Romeo, you're going to embarrass your father."

"Okay, Juliet. I'll hush." Squall replied, looking at Laguna once more. "The only hole big enough down there."

laguna spat out his juice a third time that day, eyes growing as wide as dinnerplates." but is that not made for...you know.. things coming out?"

Balthier groaned and let his head hit the table, covering it with his arms. "I am not hearing this. I really am not. I can't be."

Squall couldn't help but laugh. "Well... yeah, but if you keep it clean and stuff, then well... that's how guys do it..."

He had the 'too much information' look written all over his face, and knowing Laguna’s vivid imagination, some rather strong images went through his mind. "urg." he blinked, coming to his senses as he pulled out the paper napkins to clean away the juice.

Balthier slid away from them, down the bench towards a random inmate. "Hi, can I talk to you? My boyfriend is explaining sex to his dad." The inmate looked shocked but just laughed.

Squall shrugged. "I'm only explaining how gay sex works." He grinned at Laguna. "I'll leave you with um... those thoughts!"

Laguna shrank as his inner mind theatre worked all too well. he whimpered. "Too much information Kiddo. I’ll be plagued with dreams now."

Balthier moved back to Squall's side and nuzzled his neck. "I'm tired. Can we not just go back to bed?" He asked, his hand stroking down Squall's back.

Squall flushed a little. "Well... when you ask so sweetly... How can I refuse?" He smiled and stood up. "I'll see you later, Dad, okay? I'll show you around!"

Laguna smiled meekly, still having a puppydog face plastered on. Images surging through his head.

"Mm... I probably won't join you for that tour. I've had my fill of awkward." He stood up as he spoke then held his hand out to Squall.

Squall took hold of the offered hand, lacing his fingers with Balthier's. "Heh. Sorry."

"S-seeyou boys around" the man blushed awkward still.

Balthier gave a playful tug on Squall's hand before moving to lead him away. "A pleasure to meet you, sir." He nodded once at Laguna before dragging Squall.

Squall let Balthier drag him, smiling warmly at his lover.

"Don’t call me sir!" Laguna shouted after them, drawing attention of most people in the room. He silenced again, looking a bit wide eyes at the others.

He couldn't help but roll his eyes at that as he took Squall back to their cell.