Admitting he was scared was not something he did well. Zak could just not utter those words when he actually meant them. He was the bad ass Zak Bagans, ultimate demon hunter extraordinaire. Nick would sometimes admit when he was scared, which wasn’t very often. Mostly, he was just “startled.” Aaron never realized how easily Nick startled, but he never said anything about it. Aaron though… he was always scared. He was never ashamed to show it.
In private, Zak and Nick always admitted that Aaron was the ultimate bad ass. Every investigation Aaron went off by himself. He knew he could fight with Zak and tell him no, but he went and he stayed. Continue reading
Aaron stared across the limo at the two men that he had spent far too much time with over the past seven years. Zak’s head lay back against the black leather, his breathing labored through his blocked sinuses. Nick texted his wife that they had landed before putting his phone away and pulling Zak over to lay against him. Grunting, he relented, leaning against Nick’s shoulder, sniffling.
Aaron smiled as Nick kissed Zak’s forehead. “Nap when we get there?” he asked.
Zak yawned at the mention of it. He nodded, scooting over so Aaron could come sit next to him. Shaking his head, Aaron stayed where he was, regardless of the pout he was given. “When we get to the hotel, you can get me sick.” Continue reading
Aaron poked Nick. “These women are trying to steal you from your wife, bro,” he chided as they scrolled down the Tumblr webpage.
Nick chuckled, “Not a chance, man. Not a chance. Most of these girls are after Zak.”
“I wonder if any of them is that one girl that hid in his bushes a few months back…”
“I bet one of them is. Poor Zak. I’m sure she was just a scout. There were others hiding in the woods that would have ran and jumped him.”
Both of them laughed as Zak walked in the door of the GAC offices. “What’s so funny?” he asked. Continue reading