Holy shit. This was fucking brilliant. What a neat way to look at their relationship; the way they deal with it with their dad around.

Murphy wipes his mouth with the back of his hand as Connor does up his trousers. He slides to the floor until he’s level with Murphy. Connor half-heartedly attempts to smooth Murphy’s hair and Murphy swats his hand away. Undeterred, Connor grabs him by the collar and pulls him in for a kiss.

That spoke SO much about their comfort level with each other.

I also loved your description of San Martinez as pebbles thrown across the desert. You're just... shit. So good at this.