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Three Ain’t Too Much

Prologue – If you think it is perfection...

He had absolutelly no idea how to explain the reason to the chewing noises coming from the immaculate kitchen. He could see more than curiosity in the tired look Michael was giving him. Jonnathan could easily read the weariness and tension building on the shoulders of his lover.

Michael was an angel returning his love and taking care of him. But he knew those feelings were only showed to him and that the dark blonde felt them almost only towards Jonnathan and no one or nothing else. Micah had completelly aversion to any kind of pet. Big ones, small, furred, tender, sleak ones. He didnt like any kind of animals at all, not to mention kids.

Jonnathan remembered only to well how difficult it was to had Micah to agreing to a little kitten in the apartment. And Jon only got what he wanted at the time because it was their anniversary and to celebrate the promotion he had gotten and, his nieces cat had had three babies, and his sister couldn’t kept them all.

Jonnathan thought then, at the time, every thing would be fine, even when Michael promptly refused to even go pick the puppy. Not to mention the restrictions. Micah had forbade the small cat in their room and didn’t even looked at the animal. After the entirely first twenty four hours, the little cat had cried all night for his mom, scratched their sofa and pissed on Michael’s italian shoes and Jon had to give Cat back.

Which bring him to the complete terror of telling Micah that he had brought a child to their home. But, as he was returning to his car after checking the room booked for the presentation due to a week now, he heard a faint shreak and the distinct cry for help. He never thought twice before following the cries.

At first sight, he was surprised at he scene in front of him and then angered enough at the audacity and cruelty of those men to such a small child. The men were distracted enough bullying, poking and taunting the kid that they haven’t heard Jonnathan’s aproach. When the dark haired man was only a few steps from the abusers he asked in a voice barelly above a whisper that contained all the anger and disgust Jon felt towards he two other adults in the alley:

-What’s happening in here?

The question startled the pair of abusers enough so they barelly looked to Jon before abandoning the child and lefting in a hurry the alley to gain the crowded streets of New York, leaving the child behind, curled into a ball at the floor. The almost naked kid now, once the attakers didn’t cared for the protests the child gave them, couldn’t be left there to die from the cold night, so Jon kept not thinking properly and simply took the little boy with him, and now, he had to make Michael see that Skin, at least that was the only name he have gotten from the child, need their help.

A/N: So... This is the begining and I actually do know it tells very little about what is to come. Although I hope with the title everyone can see that the story will be about Micah Jon and Skin.

And Micah is the nickname to Michael just because I say so and because I didn’t want it to be Mike or Mikey.

And the name for the atempt of pet of Jon’s really is a remembral from Breakfeast at Tiffany’s.

Guess I’ll be seeing you guys soon.

D.