#a tripple threat drabble of fluff angst and just a pinch of filth

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Thrown for a Loop

So I’m still dealing with a lot and I'm not officially back because I cant guarantee a stable posting schedule. But here is a little something inspired by @the-clairvoyant-rick to hopefully please you all!

Imagine if you will dad Rick, Beth is a little girl, his life is kinda average and boring he has yet to invent the portal gun or really become the Rick we know today. Instead, he's just a guy with marital problems trying to make it big as an inventor.

When one day a portal opens in his garage and from it stumbles out a wiry teenager with curly hair and a bleeding wound on his shoulder. Morty is there by accident, a malfunction in Ricks portal gun after it got fried by a laser. He barely had time to fix it before shoving a wounded Morty through a hastily made and quickly collapsing Portal

And that's how Morty finds himself bleeding on the floor of Ricks garage. He's dazed and confused his vision fading as the pain makes his world spin. He hears Ricks voice asking if he's ok, he sees the head of blue hair and he tries to call out but he cant make a sound...

The world goes black and he folds like a deck of cards. When he wakes up later he's on a cold metal workbench. He's not wearing a shirt but Ricks labcoat is overtop of him. It's dark and quiet. When Rick walks in. Morty is relieved to see him until he notices how young Rick looks how... HOT he is.

The blue haired scientist says he's relieved that he woke up and introduces himself as Rick Sanchez, Morty in shock only barely manages to mumble out his own name "M-Morty."  

Rick is fascinated by Morty. A young man falling through a portal with a wound that looks like it was caused by technology beyond earths knowledge. He thought of taking him to the hospital or even telling his wife. But he worries that if he does the young boy will disappear from his life leaving a gaping hole of questions.

So he takes care of him. Hides him in the garage his angry wife stopped coming in long ago. He fixes the wound as best he can and waits. Eventually, he eats dinner and tucks Beth into bed for the night.

When he comes back to the garage the boy is awake and frightened. But Rick is barely able to hide his excitement. He tells the boy his name and barely gives the kid time to say his before launching into a tirade of questions. Later he would think about Morty's name and decide that he liked it.

Morty had been with young Rick for a few days. The older man was insatiable for knowledge. He'd pester Morty constantly to know more. But Morty would give no hints or clues. He hadn't even told Rick that he was his grandfather. Too worried about the harmful repercussions he might have on the future if he told Rick too much. Yet still, he felt indebted to this young version of his grandfather. He kept Morty fed, and upon finally ringing out the truth from Morty [that he was from another time and space] young Rick had adamantly promised to help Morty return to his own time and place. It was nice of young Rick to offer and brought a smile to Morty's face but he knew that eventually grandpa Rick would track him down and maybe wipe the past memories of himself for good measure.

But... It was starting to take awhile. Morty had been there for weeks now. He learned much about Ricks past, how he and his wife no longer got along, judging from the yelling Morty could hear through the door connecting the house to the garage, he learned Beth had been forbidden long ago from going into the garage on the grounds of it being too dangerous. But most of all he learned that Rick had long ago been a truly kind man. Caring, and loving, but with a vast need to understand and learn more all the time. And Morty was his favorite thing. He questioned him about everything and anything poking and prodding for more information... And slowly Morty found himself melting under the man's charisma and attention... his dashing face might have had a little something to do with it also. Morty never said anything about knowing Rick or his future but small things... Like what kind of gun had made the wound on his shoulder, the planets hed seen and liked best, the existence of alternate dimensions. And every new scrap of information was treated like gold with Rick praising and beaming at Morty as he tinkered with his newest attempt to get Morty back to his own time and space

Nearly a month in, and Morty and Rick spoke like old friends. Morty enjoyed knowing more than Rick he enjoyed the respect he got when he spoke how Rick smiled at him and listened intently. He was rewarded with information about Rick, his favorite foods, and snacks his early life. They would get off topic and end up just talking about their own lives. Rick always seemed desperate to do so, like he was unloading everything onto Morty like he was the only one who understood. And in a way he was. They both knew too much sadness, loneliness, the struggle of school life, Morty was surprised to hear how Rick, charismatic amazing brilliant Rick felt the gnawing loneliness that consumed Mortys life.

Two months in. Morty could hear Rick and his wife fighting again. She was angry with Rick for spending so much time in the garage for locking her out of his life. It made Morty wince to hear doors slam and angry sobs and Beths worried cries for her mother. But soon the house fell silent with Rick gone out on the town and his wife and Beth retiring for the night. It was midnight when Morty heard Rick stumble into the garage in darkness. Confused he turned on the small table lamp and for just a moment... He thought it was his Grampa Rick, drunk as the devil stumbling towards him. But it wasn't. It was young Rick he stared at Morty intensely his gaze burning into his eyes and came closer. Morty tried to move but his body was frozen his heart pounding he understood now what it was like to be prey. Rick moved closer and closer until the sent of whiskey was hot on Mortys face. Their eyes never darting away for an instant. And then all at once. Rick was on him his dry lips smashing against Ricks and Morty wished he could say he fought against it. But he didn't. He kissed back his body burning with heat he didn't even understand. The idea of messing with the future was tossed out the window as Rick pulled off Morty's clothes and embraced him like a passionate lover.

For the next few weeks. Morty was ashamed to say they would repeat the act. And Rick was even better sober then he was drunk. They would kiss passionately, talk constantly and make love frequently. Their bodies seemed to know each other too well as if they had spent multiple lifetimes together. Rick would often comment about how it seemed like Morty had known him longer than his wife had. But Morty would never respond only smile and kiss Rick sweetly. In both their minds there were nagging doubts and worries. The thought of betraying their loved ones, or ruining their future. Yet they could not pull apart drawn together by a force stronger than gravity.

But it would need to come to an end. And it did. Rick had gone off to the kitchen to make lunch while Morty stayed in the lab to tidy up. They were working on something very exciting but needed full stomachs and a nice open space to really work it through. Morty was just finishing brooming out the crud when he heard the all to familiar sound of a portal opening behind him. He froze and all at once he felt his heart stop and grow cold. He'd put off thinking about this moment for as long as he could. And in many ways, he'd hoped to just stay with Rick forever in this moment of time and space. But he knew Rick... He knew it could never last. Turning to face his grandfather their eyes met and there was understanding there. Cold and harsh, grandpa Rick nodded and headed through the portal. Morty put down the broom and walked toward the glowing green portal when he heard Rick calling out for him, the garage door swung open and Rick happy as ever with a plate of sandwiches walked in. He paused suddenly when he saw Morty standing there in front of a portal. There was a heavy moment as Morty's eyes began to fill with tears his whole body shaking. Rick looked at him with pleading eyes. "Morty... Morty please." - "I'm sorry Rick." - "don't! DONT GO!" Morty only gave a sad smile as grandpa ricks hand reached out and yanked him back him. The last thing Morty saw was Rick calling out to him before he fell back into grandpa Ricks garage. 

Grandpa Rick stared down at Morty. The boy would not make eye contact with him. He seemed lifeless and dead as he leaned against the cold metal work table. Rick stared and stared but still, nothing was said. No apology, no worried questions of how Rick made it out. NOTHING. And Rick knew why. Morty was an idiot, one who fell in love to easy, and the man he was back then was just Morty's type, being here, brought back to this place. Had just broken Morty's heart. But Rick wondered if Morty knew how much it had broken HIS heart. he remembered it well, being young and stupid trying to conquer simple science experiments when a wounded young man fell into his life. It was like he'd known him his whole life, the way they talked and moved around each other how they worked together how Morty admired and believed in Ricks ability to do anything. he hadn't realized how much time Morty was taking of his life till his wife accused him of cheating. After a night of heavy drinking thinking about his space traveler something came over him, this ache to talk with Morty to tell him all his problems. He'd intended to do just that when he'd stumbled into the garage. But then he saw how cute Morty looked, sleepy and tired his hair mused his lips pink and plump and when they kissed Rick could not stop he kept going until Morty was calling for him as he came. he'd been in love. he wanted to keep Morty forever, but then he'd been stolen away back through a portal.  

Rick had wanted to follow Morty. He worked tirelessly until he invented a portal gun, and off he went leaving his wife and daughter behind. He'd scoured the universe every inch of it, looking for the man he'd fallen in love with. But he was nowhere, he fell into drugs alcohol, war, he received scars, but he never stopped looking, his skin grew gray his eyes cold with the horror he'd witnessed. When he heard the news that his daughtered had given birth. When he managed to pick himself up to meet his grandson... He saw it. The warm eyes, the curly brown hair. His daughter only smiled and called him 'Morty'

For a long while, he hated Morty. Wondered why he hadn't told Rick all those years ago who he was. He never would have touched him had he known... But then who was he kidding? He was drawn to Morty, overprotective, over-obsessed, he missed watching him mewl and moan missed those sweet kisses, missed his enthusiasm to help Rick with every project he could think of. Rick felt dirty for thinking about it. And tried to drown himself faster. But deep down he knew, that Morty was the reason for everything, the reason he discovered space, changed history, saved countless planets from those damn insects. It was always for Morty. So when the time came, and his portal gun malfunctioned, he shoved Morty through it and waited, waited until Morty fell in love with him, waited until they could not live without one another, and then, he tore them apart.

The two stood in silence. Their eyes refusing to meet. Morty feeling shame guilt, disgust for falling in love and making love to his grandfather albeit a past version of him, and Rick feeling disgusted for missing it. Without a word Morty made the first move, heading toward the exit of the garage with his head held low but Rick's cold callous hands wrapped around his wrist stopping him from going any further. "Let me go, Rick... I know what you're thinking... I know how mad you must be... How d-disgusted..." Rick's grip only tightened. "Please, Rick... P-Please just let me go!" Rick could see Morty's body shaking and he could hear the tears in Morty's voice. With a forceful tug, he pulled Morty back smirking when the brunette made a surprised gasp. Forcing Morty to face him Rick didn't hesitate before smashing their lips together Morty squirmed in shock but Rick only continued forcing his tongue into his mouth and teasing him just the way he knew Morty liked. When he finally pulled away Morty looked dazed and confused the tears still at the brink of his eyes. "R-Rick?" - "I've been looking for you for years Morty." Morty squirmed his expression a mixture of embarrassment and confusion "So don't leave me... again." Pushing Morty up onto the workbench Rick wasted no time diving in. After all, he had millennia of pent-up sexual frustration coursing through him... And his past self-had been kind enough to do all the prep work.