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Title: The Joy of Love

Author: Adalisa

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Summary: It's Cupid's day.

Sequel to: The Consequences of love

Rating: Pg-13

Disclaimer: Trevor, Champ and all Cupid characters were created by Rob Thomas, who is a genius, and belong to Tri Star Pictures, Sony and to the guys of ABC who didn't knew what they had and let die a wonderful series. So while someone else takes them, I play a little with them.

Content: Champ/Trevor

Warning: This has m/m. You should know that already, since you found this.

Spoilers: Children Hour

By Adalisa.

I thought I was not going to feel that again... There has been too much angst for me in the last months...

But as always, Trevor proved me wrong.

With a smile and a hug, he showed me what joy means.

Today is Cupid's day... Well, St. Valentine's day, but as you can imagine, Trevor doesn't like it called that way. He spent the best part of last week complaining about it... While I got the most crazed plan to spend the day with him.

After Claire's dad came to Chicago, and I learned that Trevor liked Jazz... well... I began thinking on taking him to a concert, on Valentine's day...

Yes, yes. I know that it was totally transparent. A date on Valentine's day. But you have to understand... It was our first Valentine together... and even when I knew that nothing would happen...

Well, it is the day of Love and Friendship. And I wanted to spend it with my _Friend_. Was that too much to ask?

O.k. so it was. But he accepted! And for two days I could hold the hope that I was going to be with him, that we were going to spend sometime together without him talking about Claire, or his mission or anything that was not having a good time.

Then he got the idea of doing the Cupid's day mix. A dance for people without a couple.

You want to know what is funny? In the moment he told me, I decided I was going to be there too. And not to look for a partner, but to help him. Even when for some cosmic coincidence, today was my free day, I was going to be there, doing my job so his mix went out perfect.

But that left me with another trouble. I did not had something to give him. My original plan was to pay everything at the concert...

.... Mmm?... Oh...

Yes, like in a date.

But if we were not going to go, then that couldn't be my gift. And everything else I could think of was too obvious. For the first time I could see why the gods had chosen Chicago as the place to send Cupid... Forget San Francisco... when it came to love, the Windy city can stand on her own.

While I was thinking on Trevor's gift, I was not enough of a fool to be wishing that he would think of giving _me_ a gift. Valentine's day is supposed to be Friendship and Love's day, but in Trevor's book, Cupid's day is only for Lovers.

Or so I thought.

While getting things ready for the party, Trevor also got involved with a lovely pair of twins who were trying to find a boyfriend for their mother.

I told him it was a bad idea, that everyone would end up being hurt and that he should think a little of other people's feelings before trying to hook couples together.

I know, I had no right to tell him that. I know it was not true... but I was worried for those kids, and for their mother... and for whoever poor fellow that Trevor put on it.

And trying to make him understand... I bared a part of my soul that I thought I would never face again... The time when I fell for a married woman, with a love almost as hopeless as the one I feel for Trevor now. Almost, because when she decided I was not what she was looking for... well... I found that I was not hurt by the prospect of not seeing her again... At least not as much as by the idea that I would not see her son more.

I really liked Sam... He was a very bright kid and we became friends fast... Only that when I stopped dating his mother, I didn't believe it would be appreciated if I saw him again.

I told Trevor all about that... And he smiled.

Now... I think I have gotten used to Trevor's sudden changes of mood and his apparent lack of attention to anything that doesn't has a direct relation to his mission... But this one hurt. And hurt a lot. I told him I would wash my hands out of it and I didn't care if he had more troubles. It was his problem.

No. I am not proud of that. In fact, I felt even worse. And I still didn't had a gift for him.

The next day, I was watching at my old mementos of my time with Sam's mom... Mostly Sam's drawings from school... And when Trevor saw them, I thought he was going to laugh at me... I should have known he would never do that.

He convinced me to call Sam's mom. After all, I had two tickets for a Jazz concert, and no one to go with.

Once again, Trevor managed to surprise me.

The concert was memorable. That, at least I have to admit. Sam claimed that he didn't like Jazz, but he had a pretty good time. He talked about his school, his friends... even a little of his mom when he realized he was not going to hurt me with the subject.

I...

I talked about Trevor.

Is funny, isn't it? I know that I think about him all the time, and accepted it long ago. I had not realized that I _talk_ about him all the time.

Sam, on the other hand, realized right away.

"Champ... will you get angry if I ask you something personal?" He asked, while I was telling him about the time Trevor and I got the record for Claire's dad.

"'Course not. What's eating you?"

"Is this Trevor guy your lover?" No one can deny that Sam is direct. He went straight to the point without stammering or blushing. But I bet I looked surprised, because after looking at me, he did stammer. "I... I mean... I'm not like sickened or anything but... Well... it seems like you two do everything together..."

Now... When someone ask about your love life with such an earnest face, it's hard not to answer. I told Sam all about Trevor... How I felt when I realized I loved him, how the only thing I wanted was to see him happy...

I told him that I could never tell Trevor how I felt, because I was sure that he didn't felt the same for me.

Sam listened and when the concert was over, we got hamburgers for dinner, and I took him home. I had a great day... and it felt good to spill my heart out to someone who would not see me as a romantic interest. It was like having a great weight lifted off my chest.

"You know?" he told me when we were walking to his house. "Maybe Trevor does feel something for you... For what you've told me, he doesn't sound like a dense person. And he convinced you to call mom so you wouldn't spend a lonely Valentine..."

Those words filled my heart with warmth. I hadn't thought of it that way... but when Sam pointed it out to me it was crystal clear.

The wonderful evening I spent with my friend had been Trevor's gift to me. A special gift that could not be wrapped up.

When I returned home, Trevor was there, drinking coffee and obviously exhausted. That surprised me, since I supposed that he would still be at Taggerty's matchmaking. He smiled at me, asked if everything had gone as I expected...

And I hugged him.

It was not a planned move... heck! I don't know why I did it, not even now, when he returns my hug and we're standing in the middle of our living room.

"Happy Cupid's Day, Eros..." I say, unable to express all what I'm feeling... and he smiles again.

"Happy Cupid's Day, Champ."

To be continued...

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Adalisa

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