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Fake Relationship | Speirton

Carwood walked to his office and set his bag down then his coffee.
Ron saw him go in and got up going in after him.
Carwood flipped through his files and Ron cleared his throat.

"Oh good morning Ron," Carwood smiled looking up at the dark haired man. He swiveled over in his desk chair. Carwood was lying if he didn't say he had a crush on Ron. They hung out outside of work occasionally.

"So you can say no but would you be my plus one to my sisters wedding. I kind of lied and said I was married but I had never let them meet my husband cause they're embarrassing." Ron rambled.

"Hey no, yeah I'll be your fake husband for the weekend." Carwood smiled, "Carwood Speirs." He tested out the name and smiled.

"That's nice I like that," Ron giggled and shook his head, "I'll text you the details later."

"Thanks for the invite," Carwood smirked and nodded.

"Thanks for posing as my husband," Ron nodded and went back to his office. He was excited to have his work crush pretend to be married to him for the weekend.

Ron opened the fridge to skim for some leftovers when his mom called.

"Hey Mama," Ron smiled as he picked up the phone.

"Hey Ron, eating enough? Husband treating you well?" She asked.

"Yes, yes, he takes good care of me." Ron lied through his teeth.

"So Ramona wanted me to ask you if you and your Mr wanted a room with one or two beds in the hotel room?" She asked.

"Oh we'll take two. Carwood snores." He realized what he said and his heart skipped a beat.

"Okay I'll let her know. It's finally nice to know his name." His Ma smiled, "Bye Ron."

"Bye Ma," he hung up and sighed setting his phone down. He was able to sneak around with lying. He didn't trust social media at all. He worked for the CIA for Christ's sake. So he had no pictures on his phone, besides his cat.

He sat at his table and set down his plate and coffee.
Salem jumped up onto the table. Ron smiled and pet the black cat.
"Hey girl, did I forget to feed you?" Ron frowned and got up. He picked up her dish and filled it up with the kibble and set it back down.

The day came and Ron pulled up at the hotel after a long drive. Carwood yawned as they pulled up to valet parking at this grand hotel. Ron and Carwood  got out and grabbed their bags.

"Speirs family," he set the keys in the drivers hand and then handed him a $10 bill. Carwood followed him inside quietly fidgeting with the fake wedding ring Ron had gotten him for the occasion.

"Ron!" Ramona came running and threw her arms around Ron hugging him tight.

"Hi Ramona," he stepped back and looked at her, "You look so excited I'm glad. I mean his profile did come clean when I did my CIA stuff."

"Hey! I told you to stop stalking my fiancé!" She crossed her arms, "Now this is who I should be stocking." She pointed over to Carwood with a smile.

"Hi Ramona, I've heard a lot but it's nice to formally meet you." Carwood held his hand out for her to shake.

"It's nice to finally meet you, I hope Ron hasn't scared you too much." She shook his hand, "Here I'll show you guys to your room I'm sure it's been a long trip."

"That would be great," Ron smirked and picked up his suit case again. Him and Carwood mutually brushed hands and Ron grabbed it and held it tight.
Carwood could feel the heat race up his cheeks. He was blushing. Oh god Carwood stop the madness he thought. He was relieved when they made it to the floor and Ramona walked them down a small hall. She slid the key in and then handed the card key to Ron.

"Now the walls are thin gentlemen." She winked and skipped off, "See you at rehearsal dinner!"
Ron blushed and led the way in and shut the door.

"That was close," Ron giggled awkwardly trying to cover up the fact he was having fun playing house with Carwood.

"Yeah, I like your sister shes fun," Carwood nodded as he kicked off his shoes and put his backpack on the bed and the suitcase.

"I'm gonna go shower before the rehearsal dinner," Ron nodded towards the bathroom.

"Go ahead I might go do some exploring Anyways." Carwood smiled awkwardly. They were good friends but neither wanted to admit the crush.

The rehearsal went by fairly quick. Carwood played nanny for Ramonas child and Ron's brother's kid too. They were easy enough to take care of. Amused by Carwoods dad jokes and stories.
Ron appreciated what a help and a team player Carwood was playing.

"So how'd you meet Uncle Ron?!" Rylee asked with a smile as she fidgeted with the black band. Oh shit. He had to make up a story on the spot. He sighed and pretended to rack his brain for the fake memory.

"Well let's see, I had just started working at the agency when I met him. A mysterious man you could say. He was kind of like Fred from Scooby Doo in a sort of way." Carwood giggled to himself.
"Anyways after a few months of working with each other he asked me on a date and it's all history." Carwood made sure to keep it short and sweet.
He hoped Rylee wouldn't tell run and tell him this made up story.

They spent the day of the wedding trying to get ready before the ceremony. Ron was with the other grooms men and Carwood alone in the room. He had more of a day to himself as Ron was busy doing his thing.
So he took it upon himself to take a stroll on the beach in the morning. He had a good breakfast, went for a swim in the pool, showered, then got ready.

He blushed to himself as he walked down to where the ceremony would be taking place. Lots of the Speirs family stood around drinks in their hands and gossiping. Carwood found himself to his seat.

Once it started Carwood was a hot mess. Weddings always pulled at his heart strings but damn. Damnit Ron looked so good.
He was on duty of walking his sister down the aisle. Something Carwood had picked up on.
Their dad had died from cancer when they were young.

At the reception Ron sat at a table sipping on a drink to himself. Carwood walked over, "Come on let's go dance." He smirked.

"I'm not much of a dancer Car," Ron looked into his glass. Carwood instantly blushed at the nickname.

"One song come on! I'll buy you another drink!" Carwood pleated.

"Fine," Ron smiled and held his fake husbands hand as they walked onto the dance floor. They swayed quietly to a slow song. Then Carwood bought him his drink and Ron was unexpectedly enjoying himself.

Him and Carwood danced for another hour. With wondering hands and emotions neither wanted to say out loud.

"I think I know where we can have some more fun," Ron mumbled into Carwoods ear.

"Yeah? Why don't you take me there agent Speirs?" Carwood brushed his lips on Ron's ear lobe.
Ron smirked and took Carwood by the hand pulling him towards the exit of the ball room. Then the nearest elevator to their room. Both of them stood twitching, itching for each other's touch.

Once the door of the elevator closed for them they pounced onto each other. Ron had Carwood pinned up on the wall of the elevator kissing him.
Carwood moaned into Ron's mouth as the bell rang signaling they made it to the correct floor and the doors opened. Ron backed out without pulling away from Carwood. Luckily most people were in their beds by then.
They kissed down the hall tripping over each other. When they got to their room Carwood basically dry humped Ron till he got the door open. Then they fell into their room.
Both kicking off their shoes. Carwood threw himself back first onto the bed.

"Fuck I'm gonna nail you so hard," Ron smirked and tugged at Carwoods tie.

"Please," He pandered with Ron for the feeling of Ron inside of him.

"Maybe I'll marry the shit out of you after this." Ron smiled.

"And I'll Marry the fuck out of you." Carwood smirked and pulled Ron down by his tie.

Six months later and they were engaged for real. And told Ron's family the true story. Hey Ron even made a very private Facebook account to share all of his adventures with Carwood.
Then on December 12th they tied the knot. Both of their families there to support them.