stop me and steal my breath; a riley/zane fanfic

rated t for this chapter; overall fic will probably be m.

author: this starless city

chapter one: waiting on some beautiful boy

author's note: this is kind of AU. riley and zane meet at degrassi and zane is new. also, more people know that riley is gay. enjoy (: rate&+review, por favor.

Riley Stavros walked into Degrassi Community School for the first time since June, and damned if it didn't feel good to be the king. Star quarterback? Check. Revered by the entire student body? Check. Gorgeous? Check.

Although, there was that whole being gay thing.

Riley had finally manned up and admitted he was gay just that past school year; he'd tried to kiss Peter Stone, who didn't take it well. They'd gotten past it, of course, but still...awkward!

Even so, it took him a while after the kiss to confront his sexuality. He'd tried to date girls, but eventually he just had to face the fact that he liked guys and only guys.

Most people knew he was gay, but it was still a big topic, especially amongst the football team. Oh, well, Riley thought. Not like I'd hit on them.

As he took a look around, he said hi to his football friends and hugged a few cheerleaders. Yeah, he was going to love this year. He could already tell.

As he started to walk to his first class, Riley saw a flash of tousled black hair that made him stop in his tracks. He pivoted around, intrigued, and saw the most gorgeous guy he'd ever laid eyes on, standing at the reception desk, presumably getting his schedule. He saw the modern-day Adonis' lips move, and the receptionist smiled, nodded, and handed him the slip of paper with his classes on it.

Riley stood, transfixed, in the hallway, and snapped out of his reverie in time to see the dark-haired god standing in front of him.

"Hel-looo?" he called.

"Oh, sorry, um, yeah...sorry." Riley blushed; god, he hated it when he blushed. It made him look like a strawberry.

Gorgeous Boy laughed. Riley got a good look at his face-he was Asian, with delicate features, that spiky hair, little elfy ears, and—stop it, man, Riley mentally scolded himself. Mister Pretty was beautiful, and that was it.

"Do you have Algebra first?" the new boy asked, a crooked half-smile on his flawless face.

"Yeah, I'll walk you!" Riley said eagerly, then backslid quickly. "I mean. Uh."

Mister Sexy laughed again. "What's your name, darlin'?"

"I'm, uh, I'm Riley, Riley Stavros," he stammered. "Y-uh, you?"

"I'm, uh, I'm Zane, Zane Park," Gorgeous God—Zane—mocked.

"Oh, ha ha, you're very clever," Riley laughed. "I assume you're new? If I'd seen you before, I'd remember."

"Yeah," Zane chuckled, "I'm new. Anything else you're just dying to know? Like...do I think you're hot? Yeah. Do I think she," he pointed to a pretty blonde girl standing by her locker, "is hot? Not at all." He grinned--lovely was really the only way to describe his quirky, pearly white smile. "What about you, Riley Stavros? What're you about?"

"Well, well," Riley said as they continued walking, "I'm the natural choice for QB 1 and captain of the football team, I used to have a violent streak, and I think you're hot, too. Her…just no."

Zane flashed Riley a beautiful, toothy grin. "Gay quarterback? Hmm, interesting. Gorgeous, gay quarterback. I love it."

"I love your whole mysterious thing," Riley countered.

"Oh, we're here."

"Damn."

•••

That night, both Riley and Zane lay awake in their beds.

Mmm, Zane hummed in ecstasy as he dreamed about that gorgeous Riley Stavros. Those toned arms were enough to make him crazy. He imagined Riley using those arms to take off all his clothes, but couldn't bring himself to take it further. He knew Riley thought he was hot, but he didn't know if the football star wanted him like that. All Zane knew was that it didn't take much for that boy to get him hot. Riley was just his kind of man.

A few streets over, Riley was stuck pretending to sleep on his futon until his fourteen-year-old brother sneaked out to meet his secret girlfriend. Then-oh, then-he'd satisfy himself, but not nearly as well as he knew Zane could. He felt a sudden urge to do something utterly impulsive, like call him and have phone sex, but he knew that no matter whether Zane wanted him like that or not, any kind of move would be ill-advised. Completely out of line.

Nevertheless, he texted him.

R: hey new boy, how you doin'?

Z: mmph. im good. you woke me up, asshole! :)

R: I did not!

Z: ...yeah, no you didn't. :) just lying awake here, in bed, reflecting on my day

R: lmao sorry I was such static cling today. didn't want you to get lost.

Z: you think I minded you clinging to me? ;)

R: ...guess not?

Z: you know not, sweet thing. sooo...i have a question pour tu

R: qu'est-ce que c'est?

Z: there's a drive-in back to the future marathon at the drive in movie place; you told me you liked those movies. go with me?

R: oh zane. I think you're gorgeous, smart, really sexy, and très sympathique. and I want nothing more than to go with you, because I like you and somewhere along the way I want to date you seriously.

Z: but...

R: no buts, I just like you. :)

Z: omg. you ass. i thought you were gonna say your football buddies were gonna beat you up or something!

R: well...they're getting better. but they'll give me shit if they see us PDA-ing. some are still really not cool with my gayness.

Z: well that sucks. they're assholes.

R: haha that's an insult to real assholes everywhere. those actually serve a purpose

Z: hahaa. mr. stavros?

R: yes, mr. park?

Z: when I first saw you, I thought you were insanely gorgeous

R: aw shucks. same to you.

Z: I also thought you'd be one of the douchy types who'd slam me into lockers and call me fag or princess. I thought all the hot guys (read: football team) would be homophobes. and then I met you and everything just...opened up. all the stereotypes and shit like that. all gone.

R: is that how it was at your old school? stereotypes? fag? princess? oh zane. Degrassi is like that, too-you're just cozy with the only non-homophobic member of the panther football team. now that I think of it, it's sorta sad that the token lgbt supporter is gay.

Z: yeah my old school was bad. Degrassi is more of the same? damn shame. we're cozy, huh? that makes me feel all warm & fuzzy inside. :P

R: yeah, mister mysterious. we're cozy. wish I had someone to snuggle, don't you zane?

"Riley? Zane?"

"RILEY! ZANE!"

Riley jolted up from his desk. He wasn't in bed texting his adorable friend; he was in math class. Zane was across the room, and both were being yelled at by their teacher for sleeping in class.

Shit. It was all a dream.

As he walked out of class, Zane caught up with him.

"Text you tonight?"

end. tell me what you thought! chapter deux is coming right up. (: