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Title: A Boy’s Summer Love

Pairings: Stanny (Stiles Stilinski + Danny Mahealani)

Fandom: Teen Wolf

Word Count: 9,287

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Rating: Mature

Warnings: Homophobic Language & Slurs Brief Mention of Being Attacked for Sexuality Cheating (Not Between Main Pairing) Suicidal Thoughts

Square Filled: Arranged Marriage

Written For: @anyfandomangstbingo

Summary:

Danny isn’t ready to get married. He had plans for his life. He was going to graduate and move to the capital city and become a teacher. He was going to fall in love, but it doesn’t seem like that option is available to him now if it ever was to begin with.

School is almost out for the summer and Danny is thrilled. He has so many plans for how to spend the break. Some of his schoolmates are going to take a trip to the lake up the road a ways and he can't wait. Of course, there's other things he has to do that he isn't looking forward to. Things like the Martin and Whittemore gatherings they hold before the weather gets too hot.

Miss Lydia Martin doesn't want her gathering to be full of sweating people. So, it'll be held at the end of May. Mr. Jackson Whittemore used to be Danny's closest friend, but things change as people get older and as certain expectations are placed upon them.

He received top marks in his class his first and second years of university and is now on his way home. Danny is an only child in a very conservative and traditional family. Rarely if ever has he lived up to the expectations his parents have for him. He can't help it though that he just doesn't want to live in their world, especially when that world has no place for someone like him.

As the house comes into view, he takes a deep steadying breath to calm himself. The carriage comes to a stop and the coachman opens his door. Danny steels himself for what's to come and steps out nodding at the servants who greet him.

"Welcome home, Master Mahealani."

Danny nods and gives the servant—a girl around twelve years old with dirty blonde hair and green eyes—a friendly smile. "Thank you, Miss Emily. Where are mother and father?"

"In the parlor, sir," she replies as she leads him that way and opens the door.

He swallows thickly as he enters and his mother smiles at him. "Welcome home dear boy."

"You are late. You said you would arrive at half past one and it is now half past three," his father grouses.

Danny clears his throat and takes a seat. "My apologies father. I was delayed."

Orion Mahealani is a stern man and demands utmost respect from everyone in regard to his station. "You are often delayed it seems." He takes a puff of his cigar and scoffs. "No matter. Go clean up for dinner. We're having guests."

"Oh? Is it the Whittemores or the Martins, father?" he asks as he rises from his seat.

"Neither," his mother replies. "We will be entertaining Mr. and Mrs. Brent as well as their daughter Willa Mae."

Orion sends his wife a look and she goes back to sewing with a frown on her face.

Sylvia Mahealani is a quiet woman with a serious countenance and often says very little when in the presence of anyone not family. She is always subservient to Orion which she has always told Danny is what is expected of a woman.

Danny nods and makes his way to the door. "I will be downstairs shortly then."

"Best not be delayed again. I won't have our guests be privy to the disrespect you show me by making them wait on you."

"Understood, father."

As he heads upstairs Danny feels his gut churning. It doesn't matter what he does, how hard he tries or what he says, he will never be anything other than a disappointment to his father.

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When the clock chimes to signal the time as half past six, Danny leaves his room and makes his way downstairs. His parents have moved to a sitting room and have been joined by a man, a woman—obviously the Brents—and then a young woman around his own age.

"Ah. Here he is now," Sylvia says, gesturing to her son. "This is my son Daniel. Daniel this is Mr. Levi Brent, Mrs. Hanna Brent and their daughter Willa Mae Brent."

Danny offers his best smile and then offers his hand, placing a kiss to the back of each woman's hand and then firmly shakes the man's hand. "Pleasure to meet you. Welcome to our home."

Once they are all seated at the dining table and the servants begin to serve the meal, he gets a sinking feeling in his gut. Something is going on and he seems to be the only one not apprised of the situation.

Then Mrs. Brent speaks just as he's taking a drink. "I think August is the perfect time of year for a wedding. Seems the colors will match my sweet Willa Mae's auburn hair perfectly."

Danny nearly chokes on his water and quickly covers his mouth with a napkin to stifle his coughing fit.

"Are you all right dear?" his mother asks.

Danny nods and glances at Willa Mae. "Congratulations on your upcoming wedding. My best wishes to you and your intended. Who is the lucky gentleman?"

The girl tilts her head and smiles coyly. "Same to you sugar."

Danny freezes. "I'm not getting married."

Orion smirks at his son and nods. "Yes, you are Daniel. It is time for you to settle down and Willa Mae is a fine young woman. You couldn't do any better."

"Father I–" he snaps his mouth shut at the icy look he gets. "Yes sir."

Apparently, everything has already been arranged and they will be getting married the second week of August. He listens in a sort of detached state as the details of his wedding to Willa Mae are discussed at length. It's hard for him to breathe.

Danny isn't ready to get married. He had plans for his life. He was going to graduate and move to the capital city and become a teacher. He was going to fall in love, but it doesn't seem like that option is available to him now if it ever was to begin with.

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Still after dinner is finished and the Brents have left, he approaches his father's study to speak with him. "Father, I mean no disrespect, but I am not ready for marriage. I want to finish school and I want to fall in love. I want to–"

A loud smack startles the servant boy who averts wide blue eyes from the situation. He had been shelving the books and sets about finishing the task as quickly as possible.

Orion backhands his son once more and glares at him. "All you do is disrespect me and your mother. You are ungrateful. Here we offer you a beautiful young woman as a wife and you act like it is a chore or a burden to marry her. As for love, you will learn to love her. This is happening Daniel. So, you had better accept it and learn to live with it. You won't be returning to university. You will be joining me in town meetings to learn your place for when you take over for me."

His cheeks are burning with the pain of his father's abuse, but he holds back his tears and bites his tongue. "Yes, sir."

"Good boy. This is for your own good son. We as your parents know what is best for you. One day when you have children of your own, you will understand. Though I hope they will learn respect. However, considering they will be yours I highly doubt that is something they will inherit. Perhaps Miss Willa Mae will be able to guide them in such things."

That thought makes Danny feel even more nauseous. He can't even imagine having children because he'd have to sleep with Willa Mae and he– "Goodnight father."

The conversation at dinner echoes in his mind. Neither his parents nor Willa Mae's parents see anything wrong with this arrangement and the young woman herself is excited. She kept going on about Danny's physique and his tan skin and—He grips the banister, unable to continue up the stairs. Instead, he turns towards the kitchens where he knows he can easily slip out the side door. He just has to get out of there just to breathe for five minutes.

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It's nearing sunset when Danny finally finds a place to go. He carefully climbs up to the top of a waterfall near the lake and lies on his back taking deep breaths to calm his racing heart before the fear overwhelms him. When he can finally breathe again and the world no longer feels like it's spinning, he opens his eyes and admires the pastel streaks of color across the sky.

Mere minutes later, he hears a muffled curse as someone flings their body up onto the ledge. Time freezes as Danny comes face to face with the most gorgeous man he's ever seen. The amber eyes wide like Bambi tint like liquid gold in the setting sun. Danny feels his breath hitch.

"My apologies dandy. I didn't realize anyone was up here. I can go. You look like you need it more than me."

"Wait!" Danny says, sitting up.

The man looks at him from his crouched position, one leg dangling off the edge. "For what?"

Danny swallows. "What is your name?"

"I used ta go by Stiles but after mama died, I made up my mind to change it. So now they call me Genim."

"Oh. Hi. My name is Daniel but please you can call me Danny."

They stare at each other for a few moments. Danny takes in the dirt smudged face and plaid shirt as he rakes his eyes over the other man. He himself is in pressed and ironed clothes without a hair out of place. They couldn't be more different in their appearances.

"Lookin' purdy deep in your mind there."

Danny clears his throat and smiles. "Sorry. I just got distracted." He pats the spot next to him. "Join me. It is your place first since you have obviously been here before."

Stiles smiles brightly and Danny swoons internally. "Much obliged to ya." He moves over to sit next to Danny. "I been comin' here since I been ten. Lost my mama young and papa ain't really round here no more. Easier to scape it all up here."

Danny's eyes widen. "Genim that—"

Stiles shakes his head. "I'm sorry. That was intense an deep. We can just furget I went all depressin' there."

He's not sure why but something about Stiles makes him feel at ease. He turns his gaze towards the stars again. "It is okay. It is kind of–well–it is not the same, but this is an escape for me too."

"Oh?" Stiles says. "You can tell me. You know if ya want to, I mean."

"Well, I got home from university earlier today and found out my parents have arranged for me to marry a young woman I have never met before for traditional expectations."

Stiles whistles and winces in sympathy. "Man, that's rough. No disrespect to culture an tradition but this is a free country. I mean what if you was queer? Would they force ya ta marry her anyway?"

Danny sighs. "I am queer. And yeah. They are forcing me."

"D-Do they know you is queer?"

"Not that I know of. I mean I have not told them, but I doubt it would matter to them. They say I will learn to love her. Even if I wanted to tell them now, they would think I was making an excuse." He lies back down and sighs.

Stiles's shoulders slump as he lays back to look at the stars that now shine in the night sky. "I'm grateful ta my mama. She always done told me to love who I love. Papa didn't care none so long as I was happy." He turns his head to look at Danny's profile. "I wish you had that too."

Danny's head turns towards Stiles, and he offers a rueful smile. "Wishes are like a pencil snapped in half. Useless."

"That ain't true. A pencil snapped in half is still a pencil but now ya can sharpen both sides."

That makes Danny chuckle. "I guess broken does not necessarily mean useless. It just means you have to create something new from the pieces."

Stiles grins and it steals Danny's breath away. "Exactly! The philosophical conversation of two queer boys on top of a waterfall. Sounds like a good ole story ta me."

Danny laughs and sighs. Being here with Stiles in this little bubble is just what Danny needed. Being able to pretend that this is the life he gets to choose for himself and not the life where his fiancé is waiting for him at home.

Stiles has turned his gaze back towards the sky and the moonlight illuminates his ivory skin, covered in beauty marks. Danny wonders what those pink lips would feel like against his own. He wants to ask but doesn't.

Then Stiles slowly sits up, turning his body towards Danny but he keeps his gaze up. "Have ya ever kissed a boy, Danny?"

"No. I almost did but my mother found out and stopped us. I got sent to a boarding school. She thought it was just a childish curiosity. It was not. It was my idea. Why?"

Stiles does look at him then and his expression is sincere as he speaks softly. "Do ya want to kiss a boy?"

Danny's eyes widen but he nods. "Yes." He blushes. "Not that I know someone who would—" he's cut off by lips gently pressing against his own. He gasps softly and Stiles pulls back looking nervous.

Danny doesn't want that, and he cups the amber eyed man's face. "Kiss me again?"

Stiles grins with pink tinged cheeks and leans down to kiss him again. Danny loses track of time. They both do and while kissing is as far as they go, the kisses quickly turn heated. Stiles is soon straddling Danny as they slowly roll their hips together.

Danny doesn't want to pull away. He doesn't want to break the moment but soon he realizes the servants will soon come looking for him and his father will surely punish him if he finds out what Danny has been doing.

Stiles climbs off his lap when their kissing slows and smiles sadly. "I hope it was good for ya. I'd hate for ya ta hate yur first kiss."

"I did not hate it. I loved it. I-I want more of it. I want more of you but I..." he trails off.

"I know," Stiles whispers. He leans in and brushes his lips against Danny's before pulling back and getting to his feet. "I come here a lot specially since papa is gone now too. If ya ever need to get away, you can come here. I don't mind sharin'."

"I would like that. I feel better after this."

Stiles snorts. "It's probably the hormones."

Danny shakes his head. "I felt calmer and more content here with you even before that. The kiss only made me feel even more so."

"When are ya gettin hitched?"

"August. Why?"

Stiles smiles. "Three months. I reckon that's enough for a summer thing if ya want. It's the best I can offa since you have a fiancé."

Danny smiles sadly. "A summer fling?"

"Summer love maybe. I reckon we'll see. If yur here tomorrow, I'll know. If yur not, I'll know."

Danny gets to his feet and pulls Stiles back in for another kiss. "I will be here."

Stiles smiles. "Night, Danny." He hurries down and Danny watches him dart into the trees after his feet are back on the ground.

"Goodnight. Genim."

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After those few hours with Stiles, Danny is floating and can't stop smiling. He doesn't bother correcting his parents when they assume he's excited to marry Willa Mae. A part of Danny feels sorry for his intended, but the rest of him feels no hint of remorse when he sneaks away from planning to meet Stiles the next day.

They share stolen moments in the silence of the surrounding forest as they bring their lips together over and over again. He's never had the courage to ask how Stiles knows how to please a man but he eagerly soaks up the feeling when Stiles performs mind numbing fellatio on his hardened member.

Stiles is patient when Danny returns the favor and talks him through it. Danny insists on practicing until he's perfect at it.

His lips wrap around Stiles's hardened member as he sucks at the tip. It makes the amber eyed man groan. "So good dandy boy. Can ya take me in more?"

With a nod Danny slowly starts bobbing his head, smirking at the slight bucking of Stiles's hips. He's not as good as Stiles but he's still really good at it. He hums around the man's manhood as long slender fingers thread through his hair and Stiles's back arches. Danny looks up, not wanting to miss the sight of this absolutely gorgeous man's head thrown back in pleasure.

"I'm gonna burst dandy boy. You gonna take it or do ya want me ta–Ah!"

A hard suck later and Stiles's release explodes into Danny's mouth and both men moan.

"Well ain't you just perfect," Stiles mumbles with a smile.

"I do try." He kisses Stiles's inner thighs and then kisses up his toned body before connecting their lips.

When they make love the first time Danny isn't nervous at all because it's Stiles.

"You best tell me if somethin' hurts or I ain't gonna do it."

Danny nods and spreads his legs further. He's on his back on a blanket roll on top of the waterfall and Stiles is staring at him like he's the most beautiful thing he's ever seen. Danny feels no shame or need to cover himself.

Stiles's fingers are long and they carefully prepare him to take Stiles's manhood. His other hand strokes Danny's erect member to add pleasure in order to distract from the preparation. He even takes the erect member into his mouth. "A man once done told me my lips is perfect for pleasing another man and well..." he trails off as he adds a second finger and sucks Danny's member down again.

It's a slow preparation but Danny is grateful since he keeps tensing up but soft murmurs of reassurance and kisses to his inner thighs helps him relax.

It feels like ages have passed and yet no time has passed at all when Stiles leans down to kiss Danny's lips. Danny can feel Stiles's erect manhood against his hip. He searches the amber eyed man's face. "Make love to me, Gen. Please?"

Stiles smiles and nods, one hand cupping Danny's cheek and the other gripping his manhood to guide it to its destination. "I will. Gonna go slow. I ain't bouta hurt ya."

"I know," Danny whispers, gasping sharply when the tip of Stiles's member pops into his core. He shudders and then relaxes at the soft kisses being peppered all over his face. He feels pink lips kiss his forehead, his eyelids, the corner of his eyes, his nose, his cheeks, his neck and his lips, over and over again.

Before he knows it Stiles's is fully sheathed inside him and his breath stutters at how full he feels and right it feels. His legs wrap around Stiles's thighs as the man slowly begins to move, their eyes never leaving each other's faces. It feels so good. It feels so right. It feels absolutely perfect.

The amber eyed man is gentle with him and it makes Danny's chest feel tight as he tears up. This is what he wants to have but never will. That knowledge hurts but the pain in his heart is drowned out by the pleasure erupting in his core as the other man's member hits his pleasure spot, making him explode all over his chest. He hums in contentment when he feels warmth flood him as Stiles releases.

After they make love, Stiles covers them with a quilt he stashed up here around the fourth day they met. He cleans them off first of course and then holds Danny close, placing kisses on the raven haired man's neck as he cards long slender fingers through raven colored hair.

"I love you," Danny says towards the end of June.

Stiles chuckles softly. "I know."

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Since he hasn't been fighting them on the marriage, his parents don't stop him from meeting his friends at the lake up yonder. Especially when he suggests he use the opportunity to explain to them he won't be returning to university.

Of course, he sneaks over to Stiles's cabin, which he's visited a few times, and invites him to come along. They take Stiles's horse named Roscoe and ride up the dirt road.

Danny eagerly introduces Stiles to his friends. "Genim these are my friends. This is Miss Allison Argent, Miss Kira Yukimura, Mr. Isaac Lahey and Mr. Liam Dunbar. My friends this is my um..." he trails off.

Stiles tilts his head and then offers his hand. "Last name is Gajos but I ain't about the politeness and titles stuffy stuff. Call me Genim. It's a pleasure ta meet ya."

Allison blinks and then grins widely. "The pleasure is ours. Danny boy hasn't brought anyone around here before."

Kira giggles and nods. "You sure must be something special."

"Ain't got a clue bout that. I like to think I'm special but everybody got a different meaning to it when they use it. My teacher toll me I was special right before he kicked me outta school."

Isaach clears his throat. "Well in this case it is a good thing. Someone important to Danny is someone important to us."

Liam nods but doesn't say anything.

"I reckon I'll like you four soon enough. Now...I was toll there'd be some swimmin'. Care to show a fella where to go?"

Each of the girls takes one of his arms and they lead him towards the water.

Isaac glances at Danny. "Where on earth did you find him?"

Danny blushes. "Somewhere special. He is a good man and he makes me happy."

"You friends or somethin' more?" Liam asks with a quirked brow.

"Friends," he whispers, unwilling to say aloud that he wishes they were more.

The three men hear a holler and whip their heads towards the lake where Stiles has just jumped in using a rope.

The sun is warm on their bare skin as the men–Danny, Isaac, Stiles and Liam–strip down to their drawers and the women–Allison and Kira–take off their dresses and reveal their knee length swimwear.

Danny is lying back on the grass enjoying the cool breeze when he hears one of the girls gasp. "Miss Allison? Are you all right?" he asks.

Her eyes are glued to the water and Danny turns to figure out what has her reacting that way. His eyes land on Stiles and he too gasps. He's not sure why it hits differently now but maybe it's because previously all of their stolen moments were at night.

Stiles is bare chested with water dripping down from his hair. His nipples are pebbled and the water droplets slip down the divots of his abs as he stretches. He's the most gorgeous man Danny has ever seen.

Liam clears his throat but keeps his voice low. "Sure is a handsome man ain't he?"

Danny huffs and smiles. "Yeah. He is fine."

His eyes track the amber eyed man as he walks towards them. Then Danny gasps for an entirely different reason. There on Stiles's left hip is a jagged scar that wouldn't be visible from far away but up close look garish.

"Gen?" he whispers as he sits up, his lips near the mark.

"Hm?" Stiles glances down and follows Danny's gaze. "Oh. That ain't nothin you need mind. Had a run in with a wild animal. Hurt like a bastard but I'm fine. I been fine. So don't let it bother you none."

Danny glances at his friends who look both curious and uncertain as well. Then he looks back up at Stiles as he places a subtle, barely there kiss to the scar before backing up. "If it does not worry you I shall not spend time worrying about it."

Stiles smiles and hauls Danny up. "Come swim with me. You haven't been in yet and I have half a mind to refuse ta kiss ya til ya do."

Isaac and Liam snicker while the girls giggle and Danny lets himself be dragged to the water. It's cool on his heated skin and he feels Stiles's bare skin against his own once they're farther out.

The amber eyed man's eyelashes are clumped with water droplets and his eyes are like whiskey. His lips are begging to be kissed and Danny gives into the need.

Stiles only stops him for a moment. "You sure ya want to? I don't know bout your friends. Do they know you is queer?"

Danny smiles and nods. "Yes. They know and they are okay with it. If I am happy then why would they object?"

Stiles hums softly and captures Danny's lips with his own making them softly moan. Their bodies are flush from head to toe and Danny feels long slender fingers slowly move from his arms to his nipples and then lower and lower until– "Gen."

"Want me ta make ya feel good? Just you an me here. They can't see it."

Danny nods and buries his face in Stiles's neck as slender fingers slip into his breeches and wrap around his hardened member. "More," he moans and can only hold on tight as Stiles pleasures him. He doesn't let go for fear he'll fly away if he does.

A few minutes later he gently sinks his teeth into the amber eyed man's neck as he reaches his peak. It makes Stiles moan and Danny feels him tense as he too reaches his peak. Their eyes lock and then smile softly at each other.

"I love you," Danny whispers.

Stiles's smile only falters slightly. "I know."

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June passes much too quickly, and Danny realizes he's to be married in less than a month. It's terrifying and he seeks refuge at Stiles's cabin in the woods, too afraid of being alone. "I wish it was not so hard to be what they want me to be."

Stiles hands him a bottle of soda. "If it's hard ta be what they want then I reckon it's not something you can force yourself to be. You can't make everybody happy all the time. People is always gonna judge. Ain't nothing you can do about them. Only one you gotta worry about is you."

Danny clears his throat and averts his gaze. "I wish I was marrying you. I wish you were my intended."

The amber eyed man is silent and then he shakes his head. "You don't wish that. I ain't the marrying type. Plus, I'd never be some stuffy society man. I like my life as it is an no dandy man is gonna change me."

"It is just a wish Gen. That is all," Danny says in barely a whisper. He hears footsteps and a whoosh of air as Stiles sits next to him on the steps.

"I know ya think you want me but one day I'm sure y'all be happy together. I know it's not what yur wantin' but bein' with me would mean you'd never make your father happy. I ain't bout to ruin a family." His voice is firm but Danny knows he's hurtin'.

Danny sighs and nods. "I know. I have considered alternatives. I knew you were not an option no matter how much I wish you were. So I have a plan."

Stiles tilts his head. "Wanna tell me? Maybe I can help ya."

"I have a bottle of poison and a blade. It is not that I think marriage is awful enough to kill myself but what purpose am I serving other than to further disappoint my father?"

The amber eyed man freezes and then Danny has a lapful of the man before his back hits the porch. Stiles's eyes are blazing with anger but also full of tears. "You'd kill yurself? You'd take the sun away from the flowers? You'd give up like that?"

Danny sucks in a breath as tears hit his cheeks from the man above him. "I-I–"

"You're a right bastard dandy boy. Killing yourself ain't the answer. It mayn't seem like it now but this ain't the end. Please don't do it."

Seeing the man break down in a way he never has before crushes Danny. He leans up as best he can to kiss Stiles gently. Stiles sniffles and kisses him back. Then their foreheads rest together, Stiles's eyes closed as he whispers softly.

"Don't leave me. Don't give up. You gotta live."

That night when Danny slips back inside his home, he returns the blade to his father's shaving kit and tosses the poison into the lake. A man as strong as Stiles breaking down over Danny's life was terrifying. Life may seem like being chained up right now but if a life Danny values so little, matters so much to Stiles, then he won't kill himself. He loves the man too much. Even if no one else missed him...Stiles would.

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After the serious conversation at the cabin, Danny makes a promise to Stiles as they lay in bed together in the afterglow. "As long as my life means something to you, I won't take it."

Stiles shudders and kisses him with a barely there smile. "You an yur life will matter to me til I die, Danny. One day yur own life will matter ta you."

Danny nods and nuzzles his nose against Stiles's neck as the amber eyed man runs his fingers through Danny's hair. "Do you know I love you?" Danny asks.

"Yes. I reckon I know for fact how ya feel."

Nothing in his life has ever made Danny feel as safe as Stiles does. He hates that the summer heat is waning. It means the wedding is soon and it means no more Stiles.

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The end of July nears, and Stiles takes Danny aside with a serious expression on his face. "I have ta travel up yonder but I'll come back for ya."

Danny frowns, his heart clenching. "Why do you have to leave now? There are only–"

"Three weeks and nine days til ya marry."

"Gen..."

Stiles shakes his head and kisses Danny's forehead. "Me a Roscoe gotta get goin'. I'll be back. I promise ya."

They part and Stiles mounts his horse. He doesn't look back as he rides away, and Danny feels like the world is spinning again now that the only thing that grounds him is getting further and further away.

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"I think these flowers are perfect for the gathering. Do you agree, sugar?" Willa Mae inquires sweetly.

It's the first week of August and Danny hasn't seen Stiles in two weeks. He is beginning to wonder if it hurt too much for Stiles to stay knowing Danny was still getting married.

"You all right darling?"

Danny blinks and focuses on his intended. "Yes. My apologies," he says, aware of his father's disapproving glare. "You were discussing flowers I believe."

Willa Mae smiles. "Indeed I was. What flowers are your favorite?"

He hesitates and smiles thinking of the sunflowers Stiles has growing by his cabin. He doesn't say sunflowers though. "Roses."

She grins. "Those would be perfect with the rest of the arrangements. We can add those in."

"Wonderful. I am sure it will be stunning." Danny's father clears his throat and Danny grimaces. "Just like you."

This makes her blush and Danny feels sick again. He just wishes Stiles would come back. He's slowly going crazy and as much as he promised not to think about dying again, his father's blade seems to call to him.

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It's Saturday of the first week in August when he hears a tapping sound on his window. It startles him awake and he hears the wind howling but he opens the window to see— "Miss Allison?"

She's hiding but he can see here clearly. She's gesturing for him to come to her.

"What is going on?" he hisses, worried about his father hearing.

Her eyes narrow and she points towards...Stiles's direction. Is he back? Danny doesn't know but he slips out of the house as quickly and quietly as he can.

The rain is pouring and the wind is howling as she guides him through the trees.

"He was visiting family he said in the city." Allison's voice is quiet but firm. "He met with a gentleman about something he won't tell us and then when my father found him he was unconscious. Looks like he was attacked. No one can say for sure but I knew you would want to see him."

They reach the cabin and Danny hesitates at the door. "He left me."

Allison nudges him, her voice stern but not unkind. "Go in and speak to him. He should be awake now. I told father I was swinging by the town hall. I have to go but tell him if I find out he's walking around too much I'll tan his hide." Then she's gone, disappearing into the storm again.

Danny swallows and opens the door, the only light being the flashes from the storm. "Gen?"

There's a clatter near the kitchen and Danny whips his head in that direction to see Stiles holding a broom. "Danny?"

He notices Stiles is hobbling slightly as Stiles moves towards Danny unsure of his welcome. Danny makes the decision for him and pulls the man into his arms despite wanting to kiss him senseless. The busted lip stops him from following through on that want. "She said you got hurt. Who hurt you? Are you okay now? What can I do to help?"

Stiles shushes him with a kiss and rests their foreheads together. "I'm fine dandy boy. Don't you worry none bout me." He pulls away and sways slightly before getting his balance and shuffling over to the couch. There's a sheen of sweat on his forehead and he's wearing next to nothing.

Danny follows and kneels next to the couch. "You promised you would come back to me."

The amber eyed man shuts his eyes tight. "I know. I didn't mean ta break that but I couldn't help it. The stupidity of my fellow humans is such a delight sometimes. Ya know I don't think they care who I was. They saw me and made a judgment that I was some fairy. Least that's what they done hollered at me." He tears up and looks away from Danny.

"I tried ta come back ta you like I done promised you I would but yur friend Miss Argent toll me her father said I needed to rest. I toll her I was fine. Ain't nothing wrong but a bit of blood and some bruising. I've had much worse than that for darn sure. Coulda argued myself blue in the face but they wasn't plannin' on backing down and I was outvoted. So I rested and then as soon as they let me I came back but you—" he cuts himself off.

"But I what?" Danny says, his hands in fists, anger building toward whoever it was that laid a hand on his love.

"Roses sure will look purdy with the lilies. She was right."

Danny's eyes widen. "You heard that? That was earlier this week. How long have you been back?"

Stiles winces and chews his lip. "Got back four days ago or so I reckon. I wanted ta see ya but then I was thinkin that maybe you'd changed yur mind. It happens and she seems a nice miss to have as yur intended. I figured I'd best not get in the way."

"I thought–Do you not want–I do not understand."

Tears slip down Stiles's cheeks. "I'm sorry dandy boy. I don't regret a moment of our time this summer but I can't take any more from her. You and I may be queer but that young miss ain't done nothing wrong."

Danny frowns. "This does not sound like you." His eyes widen. "Someone got to you did they?"

Stiles shakes his head but his breathing stutters. "Danny, it's not important. I'm fine. I toll you I am. Would I lie?"

"Just because you believe you are fine does not mean you are."

"Well I am. There ain't nothing wrong with me except maybe the whole been special thing the teacher said to me. That an a little blood an a little bruisin'. Ain't nothing serious. Worst of it is my ankle."

Danny cups Stiles's face and locks eyes with him. "Tell me you do not want me and I will go."

Stiles's breath hitches and he tries to look away but Danny won't let him. "Danny don't make me–"

"If you cannot tell me you do not want me then this is someone else getting into your head. Do you want me?"

"You know I do."

"Then why are you saying these things to me? It makes no sense. It is crazy talk."

Stiles chuckles wetly. "Mrs. Brent seems to think I been a bad influence on ya. She said she'd not breathe a word to yur father if I did the right thing an' left. I tried to leave. Then them Brent's have a cousin in the city who done paid me a visit. Seems her threatenin' me didn't feel like enough. That's how come I ended up behind a building all bloody, bruised an' unconscious."

Danny lets his tears fall and lifts Stiles's upper body so he can sit before guiding the amber eyed man's head to his lap and gently running his fingers through chocolate curls. "You have been the only reason I am still alive to marry her daughter. I am filled with rage for what she did to you. She ought to be hanged for it."

"Don't worry Danny. I can look after myself. I got family in the capital too ya know. Mrs. Brent don't have a cousin no more." His words are slurred as his exhaustion kicks in.

"You mean your family did the cousin in?"

"I reckon so but they didn't give me the details." He frowns and blinks up at Danny. "You should be heading back home round now. Don't want you to get in trouble for little ole me."

Danny scoffs and adjusts to lay next to Stiles with an arm firmly around the other man's waist. "I am not going anywhere."

"Why not?" Stiles whispers.

"You know why not."

Stiles sighs with a barely there smile. "Yeah. I reckon I do."

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Danny doesn't leave Stiles's side and no one comes looking for him until the following Wednesday morning. There's a knock on the front door of the cabin and Danny looks up from his place in the kitchen. Stiles shrugs and goes to open it, his limp almost gone. "Hello. Who might you be little fella?"

A young boy blonde hair and blue eyes looks wide eyed at Stiles and clears his throat. "Master Mahealani is right furious sir. Master Daniel is missing and he's mighty furious. I'm sposed ta fetch him."

Danny tenses and slowly walks over. "Hello, Nathaniel."

The servant boy smiles. "Master Daniel. I is terrible sorry I have to ask you to come back with me but Master Mahealani insists you be found."

"He didn't lash you did he?" Danny asks with fear in his eyes.

"No sir." He glances at Stiles and then looks back at Danny. "My papa always done said that you can't helps who you love. Mama loved a girl back home but her parents didn't let her choose. When I heard bout the lake I wanted to go and mama said I could if I was careful. I heard ya talking and I saw how you look at um..."

Stiles tilts his head, his arms crossed. "Genim."

The boy nods. "At Master Geni–"

"Oh please no. I ain't no stuffy shirt. Just call me Genim. No master nonsense. Okay?" He waits for the boy to nod before disappearing into the kitchen.

"Uh well I toll papa I knew where you might be. I reckoned I might find you with him cause I know you love him. It's why I feel downright shameful for having to show up but I reckon you'd prefer me over Master Mahealani."

Danny nods. "I do prefer you. You have not said anything to my father have you?"

"No sir. I knows how important loving somebody is. I'm only sorry ya can't be with him like ya want ta. Miss Brent is purdy but he ain't beautiful like Mast–I mean like Genim."

"Thank you for warning me. I really appreciate it. Let me say goodbye and then I will come. Okay?"

Nathaniel nods and steps back outside keeping an eye on the path.

Danny stands and goes to the kitchen to see Stiles staring idly out the window. "I think this should be goodbye for good, dandy boy."

"I wish I disagreed. I do not want to say goodbye but I know that if I should leave without finality that I will still hold hope for a future."

They embrace with tears in their eyes and Danny clings to Stiles like a lifeline. "Come to the union? Even if it is yards away or a mile away. Be there?"

"No promises. I ain't planning to make anyone else end up like I did."

Danny searches the man's face and nods his heart breaking in two. He kisses those perfect pink lips once more. "I love you."

Stiles shudders as they part and their fingers lingering together. He swallows and nods. "I know."

"Goodbye, Gen."

"Goodbye, dandy boy."

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The wedding takes place the following Sunday and Danny can't help the tears that fall as he dresses in fine clothes made just for the occasion. He's sure he looks ever so handsome but it's hard to have that opinion of oneself when while everyone else is happy you are the furthest thing from it.

A soft violin plays as Willa Mae is escorted down the aisle to where Danny stands at the altar. An older man holds a bible in his hand and waits for everyone to settle in before starting.

Danny glances around seeing his parents and her parents looking pleased. Miss Lydia Martin and Mr. Jackson Whittemore are in attendance as well as their respective families. His father mentioned it being a union to be immortalized. It makes him feel more like an object than a person.

"For it is by God's will that a man shall leave his mother and be joined to his wife. Such a union is blessed by the Almighty and we here rejoice in celebrating such a union between Master Daniel and Miss Willa Mae here today. Their union shall be blessed and may he never want for work. May she be fruitful in loin to bear children and her countenance be soft to be devoted to her husband. From here they shall begin the next stage of their lives as one."

Danny glances around again hoping that just maybe Stiles will have come but as they get closer and closer to the end of the ceremony his hope fades. He didn't come and Danny's heart shatters completely.

"Do you, Daniel, take this woman, Willa Mae, to be your wife, according to God's holy decree; do you promise to be to her a loving and loyal husband, to cherish and keep her in sickness and in health; and, forsaking all others, to be faithful only to her as long as you both shall live?" the pastor asks.

"I–" he falters and winces at his father's glare. "Yes."

"The words are I do, sugar."

Danny bites his tongue and nods. "I do."

The pastor nods and looks at Willa Mae. "Do you, Willa Mae, take this man, Daniel, to be your husband, according to God's holy decree; do you promise to be to him a loving and loyal wife, to cherish and keep him in sickness and in health; and, forsaking all others, to be faithful only to him as long as you both shall live?"

Willa Mae smiles. "I do."

With a nod the pastor glances at the gathering. "If anyone here knows of any reason why these two should not be joined and bound in holy matrimony speak now or forever hold your peace."

Danny shuts his eyes tight. Every fiber of his being wishes that Stiles would be here to object, sweep in and steal him away but he doesn't and the ceremony continues.

"Then by the power invested in me by the Almighty. I pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride."

He wasn't ready for this and he wasn't ready for the kiss but Willa Mae reels him in. It's like slow motion as flashes of moments with Stiles hit him.

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Stiles's bare body hovering above his, sweat dripping from his face as his hips snap, the echo of skin slapping against skin all he can hear.

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A long pale neck extended as a head is thrown back in a laugh that shakes his whole body.

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Breathy moans the first time Danny made love to Stiles.

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Sweet nothings being whispered in his ear as they lay together bare beneath the quilt.

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A soft husky voice singing to him as the rain outside poured in torrents.

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Every single moment he spent with Stiles flashes in his mind. He looks at Willa Mae with her auburn hair and blue eyes, sun kissed skin and nare a freckle on her face but all he sees is what he doesn't want. He wants chocolate curls, amber eyes, ivory skin and beauty marks. She never will be able to give him that and he'll never be able to give her what she wants.

Her eyes have started to slip closed as she leans in but her blue eyes hold none of the sunlight, warmth, affection and love that those beautiful amber eyes do. All he sees is skin flushed from pleasure and just before their lips touch he pulls back and shakes his head. "No."

Orion is glaring at him but it doesn't scare him anymore. "You should rethink that answer quickly boy. This is not some game. Kiss the girl. Now!"

Danny swallows as he takes a step back and then another and another. "I cannot marry you. I do not love you."

The fury radiating from his father is almost palpable but Danny feels like he can finally breathe. He glances at his parents. "You can hate me and disown me but I do not care. I am in love and it is not with her."

"Who is it? Is it some hussy? We'll handle her," his father demands.

Danny looks straight at Mrs. Brent so she knows he knows what she did. "It is him actually and you will not touch him. The next person who lays a hand on him will pay for it with said hand."

Mrs. Brent's face goes pale and she steps closer to her husband. Orion takes a step forward. "You would shame us like this. You have always been a disappointment to me. I had hoped you would finally do something I could be proud of and yet here you are. Screwing it all up again. And for what? Some fairy?" his father sneers.

"Do not speak about him that way, father," Danny snaps in an icy tone. "I wish I could say I am shocked by your slur but I cannot for it would be a lie. You have always been quick to hate and snuff out that which disgusts you or offends you."

"Now you listen here Daniel—"

Danny cuts him off. "No! You listen. It's finally my turn. I did not want this. I never wanted this but you forced me. Over and over again you threatened me but while you all were putting that pressure on me, he helped me want to live." He forces himself to breathe and not punch his father like he wants to. "I kissed him. I held him. He kissed me. He held me. We made love and he is the one I want. He's the one I love!"

Sylvia places a hand on her husband's arm and no one moves as Danny bolts.

His legs carry him as fast as they can through the trees towards the cabin. "Genim?!" he calls out.

He nearly trips on the steps as he knocks on the door frantically. "Gen?"

For a terrifying moment he's afraid Stiles is gone but then the door opens to a wide eyed Stiles in just a pair of breeches. "Danny?" He glances behind Danny and then tilts his head meeting the other man's gaze. "Baby what's gotten inta yo–" he's cut off when Danny throws his arms around him, crashing their mouths together.

"I love you. I love you. I love you," he murmurs between kisses and Stiles holds him close.

They don't say anything else as they migrate over to the couch except for Danny's repeated 'I love yous'.

Stiles guides Danny's head to his lap after Danny strips off the stuffy dress coat and long fingers rake through his hair.

"You're still here," Danny mumbles.

"Yea. I reckon I shoulda left but I ain't gonna leave till I know yur gonna be okay."

Danny looks up at the amber eyed man. He's just as beautiful as the first time he saw him and it hurts so good. "I left her. I will not marry her." He keeps his eyes on Stiles's face to see every single second of his reaction.

The amber eyes flicker with hope and he tilts his head. "Why ain't you marrying yur girl?"

"You know why."

He gets a soft smile from Stiles as the man nods. "Yeah. I reckon I know why. Does it mean yur mine?" he asks.

Danny smiles as he quirks a brow. "I have been yours since I first saw you."

"Sure is a long time ain't it?"

"Never is too long to be yours. In fact, I think forever is the only amount of time I will consider and accept."

Stiles clears his throat and Danny watches his Adam's apple bobbing with the thick emotion. "You want forever with me? You sure bout that dandy boy? You can't promise that an then take it from me."

Danny lifts his head, his lips puckered slightly for a kiss and Stiles gives him one. Danny had thought when he showed up that they'd be all heated and full of passion but this moment here being treated like a treasure, something to be cherished, Danny knows there's nothing more he could ever want than this beautiful man.

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He's exhausted and ends up falling asleep only to wake a few hours later to the sound of rain pattering against the windows. He blinks rubbing his eyes and finds himself in an undershirt and breeches. Stiles must have helped him dress down. Speaking of–"Gen?"

Said man's head peeks out and he smiles. "Howdy sleepin' beauty. Get in here if yur hungry."

Danny chuckles and rakes a hand through his hair as he heads into the kitchen. "It all depends on what you are making."

Stiles huffs. "I am makin' chicken dumplins." His cheeks are red and Danny makes a questioning noise so he continues. "Mama's recipe. I got no idea how it's gonna taste but I reckon it'll be edible at least."

It's comfortable between them now as if the sword hanging over their heads that is the Brents and Mahealanis was what kept them in a state of constant, oppressive tension. Danny is brought out of his thoughts when Stiles speaks again.

"So I been thinkin' and ya know I mentioned I got family in the city?"

"Yeah. You mentioned that."

Stiles nods, eyes averted. "Well I reckon now that you ain't marryin' her you might like ta join me."

Danny's brow furrows. "Where are you going?"

"The city. There's a place out by the lake a few towns over that belonged to my mama. Aunt Clarissa done toll me it's mine now. She said I can move myself in whenever I want. I wanted to ask ya to come with me."

"Really?" Danny asks, not wanting to get his hopes up.

Stiles smiles but Danny can tell he's nervous. "Yeah. If that's not incentive enough though I also talked to my aunt and she done said that since I knew someone who wanted to teach, she being a teacher herself would love ta meet ya. I toll her I didn't know for certain but that if you could come with and wanted to go back to university, I'd make it happen."

Danny steps closer, his heart in his throat. "You mean I would leave with you, go back to university and we would be together?"

"It's what I was hopin' for I promise ya that. I been offered a job at the city library since I got my schooling done last year. Aunt Clarissa done said I woulda made my mama proud of me. Most folks ain't thinking I'm as smart as I am since I don't talk all purdy like them but I done read every book I could get my dirty grubs on. So I'm awful smart. I don't wanna teach none though. So library's the thing for me an all them books is calling to me. Not to mention my aunt done said she would offer ya a place to teach when you done finished schooling."

"A-A job?" Danny parrots, carefully cataloging all this new information about the man he loves.

Stiles shrugs one shoulder and tastes the sauce. "Mhm. I ain't gonna be mad if you says no just sos you know. I tell ya I almost didn't tell ya cause you can't say no if you don't know bout it. Then again I knew I couldn't hide it from ya neither."

Danny starts laughing, so full of happiness he can't help it and then the tears fall and he's sobbing. He feels warm arms wrap around him and soft lips caress his neck gently. He lifts his head to capture those lips in a passionate kiss.

When they part after a few minutes of chaste passionate kisses Danny can't help the smile on his face. "Yes. I will follow you to the ends of the earth. I am yours. I cannot believe you would do these things for me."

Stiles rests their foreheads together and cups Danny's jaw, his thumbs moving back and forth across his jawline. "There ain't nothing I wouldn't do fur ya."

With his heart soaring and a smile on his face he kisses this beautiful man–a man he gets to call his–with everything he has. He gets to go back to school. He gets to teach. Most of all, he gets Stiles.

"I love you," Danny whispers.

"Well I reckon I love ya too."

This is what Danny wants. This is where he wants to be. This is the man he loves. This summer love which he hopes will become a forever love. They're already on their way there.

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