Dev Spencer Quinn (
the_sexy_quinn) wrote2009-01-29 11:09 am
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Meet the Quinns
Dev's parents had sent a car to pick up Tom and Dev from the airport. Usually, Dev would feel annoyed that they didn't trust him to make it to the house in Malibu on his own, but this time he was looking forward to relaxing in the back with his boyfriend and unwinding from the flight from Boston. While on the plane, he'd made sure to tell Tom everything he could think of about his folks. He'd shared that both of his parents were born into money yet didn't seem to share the same sense of entitlement that most of their friends did. That didn't mean that they didn't enjoy their money, of course. They had the houses and the cars and all of the trappings of wealth, but the difference, Dev cheekily told Tom, was that they were kind to their staff and treated them like human beings. Sara and Jackson Quinn had also been married for twenty-five years and were the only couple among their friends who had never been divorced. That was more than enough to set them apart from the rest of the company they kept.
Dev had then explained how his family had come into its money (though he did it quickly because, frankly, it embarrassed him to be a trust fund baby). Dev's great-grandfather had been wise enough to buy up a tremendous amount of property in the Los Angeles area and through savvy development decisions had secured his family's wealth for generations to come. Sara's family held the patent for a simple household item that had brought in millions for them and would continue to do so for a great while longer, as well. Dev had told Tom that the only reason he was a poor student now was because he had dropped out of school and been determined to have some freedom and struggle with life a little before taking control of his trust. The day that happened, he and Tom would never want for anything. It just happened that his parents were under the impression that he was rejecting both them and their money and constantly fretted about their son's decision to "go rogue." On the plane, Dev had asked Tom not to let on about his plans to go back into the family fold once he was ready.
Dev looked over at his lover and smiled as the car headed out of the airport. "Almost time to meet Sara and Jack," he said, taking Tom's hand in his own. "Too late to back out now, unless you don't mind jumping out of a moving vehicle."
Dev had then explained how his family had come into its money (though he did it quickly because, frankly, it embarrassed him to be a trust fund baby). Dev's great-grandfather had been wise enough to buy up a tremendous amount of property in the Los Angeles area and through savvy development decisions had secured his family's wealth for generations to come. Sara's family held the patent for a simple household item that had brought in millions for them and would continue to do so for a great while longer, as well. Dev had told Tom that the only reason he was a poor student now was because he had dropped out of school and been determined to have some freedom and struggle with life a little before taking control of his trust. The day that happened, he and Tom would never want for anything. It just happened that his parents were under the impression that he was rejecting both them and their money and constantly fretted about their son's decision to "go rogue." On the plane, Dev had asked Tom not to let on about his plans to go back into the family fold once he was ready.
Dev looked over at his lover and smiled as the car headed out of the airport. "Almost time to meet Sara and Jack," he said, taking Tom's hand in his own. "Too late to back out now, unless you don't mind jumping out of a moving vehicle."
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"Of course we are!" Sadie laughed.
Dean chuckled and looked at Tom. "Careful, Tom. These two are a handful when they're together."
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Jack laughed at what his son said, then gave Tom an approving look. "Tom, if that's true, you have my congratulations. I didn't think anyone could tame this kid."
"I haven't been tamed!" Dev protested with a laugh. "I'm just a bit more...domesticated than I was before."
"That's a bit of a shame," Dean said, putting an arm around Dev's shoulders and giving him a squeeze. "Our resident wild child is disappearing."
"Trust me, Dean," Sara said, "that isn't a bad thing." She smiled at Tom. "In fact, I think it's wonderful."
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"Your wild child would miss getting you into trouble," Dev said, leaning forward so Dean was forced to move his arm.
"You get him into trouble?" Sadie said, sounding delighted. "He gets you into trouble?" she repeated to Tom. "What does he do?"
Jack cleared his throat and gave Tom a warning look.
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Sara frowned a little, though from the way Sadie was joining in the laughter, it was clear she wasn't embarrassed. In fact, she appeared to be having a really good time with both her brother and his new boyfriend. She relaxed a little and shot Jack a smile that told him he didn't need to worry so much about the turn the conversation had taken.
"How old are you, Tom?" Dean asked as he resumed eating his food.
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Dean smiled. "I'll be 53 in August," he said. "Sadie here thinks that makes me older than Father Time."
"Well, you're older than Mom and Dad," Sadie said, nudging Tom's foot under the table to make sure he got that bit.
"Dean's alwys been like a big brother to me," Jack said, then added, "a much older, big brother," and laughed as Dean joined in.
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"Oh my god," Sadie said to Tom. "Dean's almost old enough to be your dad?" She puts a hand over her mouth and starts laughing. "That's awesome!"
Sara flashed Dean an apologetic look, but Dean waved it off with a chuckle. "I'm a firm believer that you're only as old as you feel. And I feel twenty."
"Twenty what?" Jack asked, trying to keep a straight face. "Aches and pains?" It was more than obvious that making fun of Dean's age was par for the course when he visited.
"Tom, I hope you don't think we're mean," Sara said softly. "We always joke around like this with the people we're closest to."
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"Not yet," Dev said, "but soon."
"They'll love you, kiddo," Dean said.
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"I think Tom was kidding, Sadie," Dev grinned. "At least I hope he was."
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"Oy, he said a visit, not the entire summer," Dev interjected. He wouldn't have minded if she stayed for the entire time, but he didn't want to make Tom feel as if his little sister would be a burden.
"Okay, fine, whatever," Sadie said quickly. "Can I go sometime? Please? Daddy?"
Jack smiled at his daughter. "I'll discuss it with your mother and get back to you."
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"Would you like to come out, too? It'll be a party," he said softly, grinning.
"I'm not sure your boyfriend would like me being there," Dean whispered. "I don't think he likes me, period."
Dev lowered his eyes for a second. "Dean, I told him about us. And... I know he's kind of upset that you're here. It's all my fault." He was keeping his voice down, but he felt the need to let Dean know that if he was acting distant, it wasn't because of anything Dean had done.
"Ah, okay, I wondered what was going on," Dean said. "And I guess I should be glad that you're seeing someone who probably wants to rip my head off."
Dev smiled at that and turned his attention back to the family.
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He needed very much to have some time alone with his lover to talk things over. Find out what Dev really felt about Dean and ask him if he thought that maybe he was hiding anything from himself when it came to the man. Returning to the table, he opened the wine and finished filling Sara glass, then his own and held the bottle out to Dean with a small smile, this time more than a little genuine. "More wine, Dean?"
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Dev rolled his eyes. "I'll just go the liquor store and get some of my own later. I don't know why Dad's such a nazi about it."
"I can hear you, Dev," Jack said, though there was a hint of amusement in his eyes. All in all, he was happy to have his oldest back at home for the time being and to find out that his fears about Tom had been unwarranted. "And I guess I can be lenient and let you drink. At least if you're home I don't have to worry about you."
"And Tom will be happy to chaperone me, right?" Dev said cheekily, looking at Tom.
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"Strawberry cheesecake," Sara said. "I hope that's all right."
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