A/N: Hey again!
So it's taken me forever to finish this first chapter, and I have no idea why, but hopefully the second chapter should be up soon. This is the first time I've written Huntbastian, but I'm absolutely in love with them. There's a little Niff in this fic, but c'mon, Niff are the cutest little muffins ever so you can't blame me, right? Also, there's smut and swearing, hence the rating, so don't say you haven't been warned.
Thanks to Alice, who's the best, sweetest angel in the whole Universe, because she beta'd whilst putting up with my constant moaning over skype, you're amazing and I love you! ((And technically, thanks to Ed Sheeran for the title because it's the title of one of his songs and my favourite song)).
Please, feel free to tell me where you want the next chapter to go, because I have a basic idea, but it's more or less up to you guys, so reviews would be really helpful, and I will eventually get around to replying, and I'll love you forever and I will be your personal slave if you leave one. (Well, maybe not that far considering I don't know where most of you live but you get the idea).
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So I'll shut up now, enjoy!
The bright moon shone through the plaid curtains, giving the room a silvery glow. There were a few boys walking along the corridor, deep in conversation they could not be heard over the sound of heavy breathing within the room. There were two beds, one normally occupied by Nick Duval, and the other by Hunter Clarington, but now, only one of the two boys were actually in their own bed.
However, there were two people laying under Hunter's sheets, their bodies sticky from sweat, their chests rising and falling quickly as they both panted from exhaustion. The sheets were tangled around their legs, and their arms were sprawled out across each other. The other boy, of course, was Sebastian Smythe.
They had been laying there, wordlessly, for the past ten minutes. Neither of them knew what to say, and neither of them could really comprehend what had just happened.
"I thought you said you weren't even remotely bicurious," Sebastian finally broke the tension, with a rather cocky look on his face. "Clearly I'm hot enough to turn any straight man, aren't I, Clarington?" The question was rhetorical; said so Sebastian could bathe in his own smugness.
"Shut up, Seb. You know I only say that so I won't get involved with anybody, which would distract me from Regionals," Hunter mumbled, reaching for a tissue on the bedside table to wipe his stomach clean.
"That plan worked well, I congratulate you," Sebastian said sarcastically, pushing himself up the bed so he rested against the headboard.
"Again, shut up, Sebastian. How did this even happen?! Again?! " he asked, exasperated, as he threw the now dirty tissue into the trashcan in the corner of the room.
"As I seem to recall, I was bored, and you just happen to have a room next to mine. It's lucky Nick wasn't here, I would've much preferred him, but, I had to make do," Sebastian smugly replied. Hunter glared up at him, not impressed.
"Oh please, first, Nick has Jeff, he'd never go for a sleaze like you, and second, you didn't just 'make do', as you put it, because I remember you yelling out my name like your life depended on it, not ten minutes ago," Hunter snapped, watching the pink blush rise in Sebastian's cheeks. This was the first time Hunter had ever seen him blush; Sebastian wasn't used to anybody confronting him.
"It was the other way around last time," Sebastian muttered, as he stood up, yawning. Hunter's eyes raked over his body; his smooth, tanned skin, his long legs, toned from Lacrosse practice, the way his fingers ran through his soft, golden hair, and especially the round, firm globes of Sebastian's ass.
Hunter thought back to twenty minutes ago, to where Sebastian's hands had tugged roughly at his hair, to where Sebastian had wrapped his legs around Hunter's waist and his feet digging into the small of his back, to where his cock had been deep inside Sebastian, thrusting harder and deeper by every minute.
However, there was more to it than that, it hadn't just been the physical attraction, Hunter had felt something...different. Something he'd never felt with anyone else. Because even though he was quite happy to label it as a tension reliever, a one (two) time thing, there had been something else. Hunter remembered looking into Sebastian's emerald eyes, gripping onto his shoulders, and he remembered feeling safe.
He snapped back to reality when Sebastian threw a shirt at him, managing to drape it across his chest.
"What are you giving me this for?" Hunter asked, unsure. Sebastian raised an eyebrow, disbelieving.
"You can't be totally naked when Nick comes back from doing 'nighttime studying in the common room', a.k.a Jeff, can you?" he said incredulously. Hunter nodded slowly, then proceeded to sit up and pull his shirt over his head. He noticed that Sebastian had chosen one that was obviously tight, showing off his toned chest and stomach.
"I'm going to shower, I'll be back in ten," Sebastian announced, before walking into the bathroom. If anyone could make a walk arrogant, it was Sebastian Smythe, Hunter thought to himself.
He clicked his neck, then upon realising that was a bad decision, reached up to rub it. He closed his eyes and sighed deeply, remembering how Sebastian's hand had rested right there, at the nape of his neck, fingers stretching up a little into his hair. Snap out of it, Clarington, why are you thinking about this so much? He was supposed to be a casual fuck, that's all, he scowled, pressing his palms into his eyes to awaken himself.
He heard the shower turn on, and he decided to finish getting into his nightwear. He stood up, and grabbed a pair of black boxer briefs from his dresser, and just as he finished tugging them on, the door flung open, and a very tired looking Nick burst through. He collapsed on his bed, then repeated Hunter's earlier motion of pressing his eyes with his palms. He groaned, and then sat up, abruptly becoming aware of Hunter, who was standing in the middle of the room.
"Why are you...I thought you'd be asleep by now..?" Nick puffed, quizzically. Hunter glanced at the digital alarm clock next to his bed.
"It's only half past ten, Nick, don't look so surprised," Hunter said defensively, sitting down on the side of his bed. Hunter didn't know what to do; any minute Nick was either going to realise the shower was being used, or Sebastian was going to walk out of the bathroom completely naked, and Nick was going to guess.
"You're normally asleep at this time, I just didn't expect you to be awake, that's all," Nick replied. He unbuttoned his blazer (Hunter noticed that it had not been correctly buttoned up in the first place, clearly rushed), and chucked it so it landed on the wall hook next to the door.
"I'm so tired, Je- I mean, studying this late really takes it out of you, y'know?" Nick mumbled, hoping Hunter would not notice his trip up.
"Nick, the whole of Dalton knows you and Jeff are dating, you can just give it up now," Hunter sighed carelessly. Nick's jaw dropped, and his eyes widened.
"I...how...what? No we're not, I don't know what you're talking about," Nick said boldly, but Hunter saw him swallow nervously.
"Yeah, whatever you say," Hunter agreed sarkily. He got up from the rumpled sheets on his bed, and headed towards the bathroom.
"Where are you going?" Nick asked. Hunter furrowed his brow.
"To the bathroom? Is that okay with you?" he asked sassily, praying that Nick wouldn't notice the shower was already on.
He was obviously too worn out to realise, and wafted his hand about in meaningless motions, which Hunter assumed meant, in some form or another, 'go ahead'.
He twisted the bathroom handle, a wave of relief washing over him when the door opened because it had not been locked. No sooner than he had got inside the small room, he could almost hear Sebastian smirking.
"You can't get enough of me, can you?"
"Will you be quiet?" Hunter hissed at the steamed glass of the walk in shower, in what he assumed was Sebastian's direction, "Nick has just come back, I think we were longer than we thought," he sat down on the toilet lid, absent mindedly running a hand through his hair.
"It doesn't bother me if it doesn't bother you," Sebastian winked, grinning, as he poked his head Out of the shower door. Hunter rolled his eyes and pursed his lips.
"Yes, actually, it does bother me. Unlike you, I have a straighter than straight reputation to hold," Hunter glared when Sebastian just shrugged, and then went back to showering. Neither of them said anything, until-
"You wouldn't think it, but there's enough room for two people in these showers," Sebastian's voice floated out, making Hunter's head snap up. Hunter swallowed, knowing he shouldn't ask, but he couldn't resist.
"How do you know that?" Sebastian pulled back the door completely, revealing his wet body, gleaming eyes, and a very hard cock.
"How do you think?"
He ran his eyes up and down Sebastian's body, then met the glimmering emerald ones glinting back at him. Their lips crashed together in a matter of seconds, Hunter pressing his chest against Sebastian's soaked frame. He wrapped his arms around the taller boy's neck, who was snaking his arms down Hunter's sides and shoving his hand into his boxer briefs.
Hunter's eyes fluttered shut as Sebastian started fisting his hardening cock, his thumb sliding over the tip, "We're going to have to be quiet, Nick is just on the other side of that wall," he panted, stepping into the shower and closing the door behind him. The water drummed against his back, making his shirt cling to his body.
Sebastian nodded slightly, not removing his mouth from Hunter's. Hunter bit the other boy's lip lightly, making him gasp. He took advantage of his open mouth, sliding his tongue in to meet Sebastian's. Sebastian tugged at Hunter's shirt, continuing to pump his cock with his other hand.
"You're wearing way too many clothes," Sebastian murmured. Hunter pulled back just long enough for Sebastian to yank his shirt over his head and throw it over the shower door, landing to the side somewhere, but then their lips collided once again.
Hunter felt Sebastian's cock nudge against his thigh, and after pressing a few butterfly light kisses to his neck, he dropped to his knees. He rested his hands on Sebastian's thighs, whereas Sebastian's were draped over Hunter's shoulders, his fingers tingling with anticipation.
Hunter looked up at Sebastian through thick eyelashes, biting his lip, then slowly licked a long stripe up his erection, before sinking his mouth down around it.
Sebastian moaned rather loudly as the tip hit the back of Hunter's throat, enveloped in a sudden warmth. Hunter swirled his tongue around the head, and Sebastian dragged his nails over the tanned skin of Hunter's shoulder.
Hunter bobbed his head up and down, picking up the pace slightly when Sebastian tugged roughly at his hair. His fingers were curled at the base of Hunter's neck, his nails scratching lightly at his skin.
Sebastian was now using the wall to keep himself stable, one hand against the tiles, fingers rigid, the other tugging at Hunter's hair. His hand flexed with each bob of Hunter's head and watched, as Hunter slid as far as he would go, his lips bumping into his fist that was grasping the base of Sebastian's cock.
Sebastian untangled his hand from Hunter's hair, and flattened it against the wall, as some form of grip. Hunter slid his mouth off his length, and pressed wet, open-mouthed kisses to Sebastian's abdomen. He reached up with his hand to run his fingers over Sebastian's left nipple, pinching it slightly.
Hunter went back to Sebastian's cock, licking tentatively at the tip, his fingers wrapped around the base. He could hear the other boy panting, small moans leaving his mouth every time Hunter's tongue slid over his cock.
Hunter took Sebastian's full length in his mouth once again, twisting and swirling his tongue with well practiced movements. Hunter groaned, sending vibrations and sensations throughout Sebastian's body, making him tingle. "Hunter, I'm not going to last much longer," he panted, curling his toes, feeling the familiar tightness forming at the pit of his stomach, his knees starting to buckle.
That was the only warning Hunter got, before Sebastian's orgasm hit him hard, lolling his head back, coming down Hunter's throat in hot spurts, and Hunter kept sucking until he rode it out, pulling off with a small 'pop', licking tentatively at the tip.
Sebastian caressed the back of Hunter's neck, causing Hunter to look up at him, and in that moment he felt something, a spark, a connection, like a light bulb inside him suddenly lit up, but to show him what, Hunter was unsure.
He stood up and wrapped his arms around Sebastian's waist, nuzzling his neck with his nose. He pressed a light kiss to his Adam's apple, and felt it bob when Sebastian swallowed. Sebastian was already running his arms down Hunter's wet body, but Hunter gently pushed his hand away, and grinned at him.
"There's no need," he whispered, glancing down at his boxer briefs that were still a little sticky, then reaching behind Sebastian to turn off the shower. Sebastian smirked at him, his signature, smug look across his face.
"I'm just that good, am I?" he murmured, trailing his hands down to rest at the curve of Hunter's back. Hunter was about to reply, but was cut off by somebody knocking at the bathroom door.
"Hunt, are you alright? You were making a lot of noise in there, are you hurt?" Nick's voice was slightly muffled by the wall. Both boys froze, suddenly very aware of how loud they had been moaning.
"Shit, what do I say?" Hunter whispered, his eyes wide with panic- there was no way Nick could know Sebastian was here.
"Just tell him you were jerking off, it works like a charm," Sebastian replied smoothly.
Hunter raised an eyebrow, "There's no way I'm saying that; Nick would never let me live it down," Hunter exclaimed as quietly as he could. There was another knock on the door, interrupting their conversation.
"Hunter, are you okay? I can't hear what you're saying," Nick's voice came from the other side of the door. Sebastian chose this moment to rather loudly step out of the shower, taking Hunter's towel from the rack. Hunter stared at him, and waved his hand to get the other boy's attention.
"What're you doing? He's going to hear you!" He hissed, reaching out to grab onto Sebastian's arm to prevent him from moving. Sebastian shook him off, and slung the pristine towel around his neck.
"He already thinks you're in here, he knows you can move," Sebastian said, matter of factly, "And I suggest you answer him before he barges the door down or does something just as Nick-like."
"Uh, yeah, I'm fine thanks, Nick," Hunter shouted through the door, praying that Nick would believe him and go away. He could hear Nick lingering on the other side, could feel his heart hammering in his chest.
"Well, if you're sure," Nick said, clearly a little confused. Hunter closed his eyes in relief, but not quite quick enough to miss a wide grin spread across Sebastian's face.
"You could have just told him you were jerking off, it works every time," Sebastian took the towel from his neck and started to dry his arm with it. Hunter finally stepped out of the shower, joining Sebastian. He went to pick up his towel, but realised Sebastian was using it.
Hunter stood next to Sebastian, wrapping his arms around himself for warmth. Sebastian rubbed his hair with the towel, leaving it spiked up at the front and fluffy. Hunter shivered, the air seeming to cling to his wet skin, making him colder.
Sebastian raised an eyebrow and handed the towel to Hunter, "You could have just asked, you know," he mumbled quietly as Hunter took it. If he didn't know better, Hunter would have thought Sebastian was hurt.
Hunter finished drying, pretending not to notice Sebastian watching him intently, especially when he bent over to dry his legs.
An awkward tension filled the air, although he wasn't too sure if Sebastian had noticed it. He silently handed him back the towel so he could place it on the rack. He looked up at Sebastian to see his emerald-green eyes boring into his, glistening under the artificial light. Neither of them looked away, until Hunter swallowed, still not knowing what to say.
As before, Sebastian broke the silence, "You know Nick is going to see me leave; even if he doesn't know I'm here right now, he will eventually, right?" Sebastian asked, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. "Plus, I have no clothes in here and yours are soaked," he added, glancing at the green shirt and black boxer briefs lying damp on the tiled floor.
"Shit, we didn't think of that!" Hunter exclaimed, his eyes widening. He grabbed the wet clothes, but when several water droplets dripped onto the floor, he threw them in the sink in annoyance.
"Actually, I did, but I don't really care, so..." Sebastian trailed off, smirking slightly. The other boy frowned, picked up the sopping boxers, and chucked them at the other boys' bare chest.
"Ugh, for goodness sake, you could have at least said something," Hunter scowled, getting a little satisfaction from Sebastian's look of disgust as he wiped himself dry.
However, Sebastian recovered quickly, holding up the boxer briefs and smiling slyly, "I'll keep these for later," he winked, setting them down on the small counter next to him.
Hunter's annoyance immediately dissolved, as he bit his lip and raised his eyebrow. "That's an image I like," he murmured, stepping up close to Sebastian, who wrapped his arms around the other boys naked waist. Hunter hooked his hands behind Sebastian's neck, closing the small gap between them, pressing his lips against Sebastian's warmly for a brief moment.
Hunter pulled back and looked into the blue-green eyes that were looking back into his own. An intense amount of heat prickled between them, before Sebastian tugged Hunter towards him again, kissing him roughly.
The kiss wasn't particularly pleasant, mostly a mixture of tongue and teeth. Hunter bit Sebastian's lip, eliciting a drawn out moan from him. He lightly trailed his fingers down Hunter's back, and Hunter grasped at the soft hairs at the base of Sebastian's neck.
Just as Sebastian was lightly trailing a finger south of Hunter's back, Hunter pulled away. The taller boy furrowed his brow in confusion and disappointment, "What's wrong?" he asked quietly.
"Nothing," Hunter smiled reassuringly, "We just need to find a way to get you out of here." Sebastian grinned back, then leaned against the bathroom sink.
"There's two ways I can think of, and you aren't going to like either of them," he smirked, folding his arms across his bare chest. Hunter sighed, mirroring Sebastian's position, resting against the counter. When he didn't ask, Sebastian carried on.
"The first way, is the obvious way: we go out stark naked, or in a towel- I doubt it would make much difference-I collect my clothes, get dressed and go, and Nick spreads around the whole school that you're sleeping with the school slut," he finished, Hunter unable to read his expression.
"Or?" he prompted, wafting his hand as a gesture to continue.
"Or, I somehow have to clamber out of that small, rectangular window, probably making a lot of noise and alerting Nick to my presence anyway, resulting in his still spreading around the whole school that you're sleeping with the school slut," he finished, glancing up at the small window.
After a moments silence, Hunter spoke, "I vote the window option," he decided, "That way it's not one hundred percent certain that Nick will know you're in here," he reasoned, upon seeing the look of annoyance appear on Sebastian's face.
"You really think I'm going to fit out of that?" he said, raising an eyebrow. "Plus I'm naked anyway, I'd have to walk through the whole of Dalton wearing nothing," he scowled.
Hunter let out snort, "It's not like half of the guys here haven't seen you naked anyway, you've slept with most of them!" he laughed, causing a proud look to appear on Sebastian's face.
"Either way, I'll have to at least wear your boxer briefs; I need something to protect my junk," he said, nervously looking up at the window again.
Hunter's face contorted with disgust, "They're soaking wet and...sticky," he picked up the boxer briefs again from where Sebastian had put them on the counter, but soon put them down again after the soppy, slightly gluey texture touched his hand.
"Like I said, that way, I can keep them for later," Sebastian smirked, taking the boxer briefs from beside Hunter, sliding into them as gracefully as he could, although the texture of the wet material caused friction, making them stutter along his legs. He wiggled his hips slightly, to make them as comfortable as possible, but Hunter couldn't help noticing the way the fabric clung to Sebastian's body, accentuating everything beneath it perfectly.
Hunter shook his head to stop himself from staring. "Anyway, how are you going to get out of the window? It's as high as your head, you won't be able to pull yourself up using just your arms," he said, glancing up at the window, that would only just be able to fit around Sebastian's slender frame.
Sebastian turned so he was facing the window, one arm across his chest, his other hand being used as a chin rest, something he did when he was thinking. "I'll stand on the counter, and you stand under the window, then I put one foot in your hands, as if you were giving me a leg up, so I'm directly beneath the window. That way I'll be able to squeeze through," he turned again, a grin across his face, clearly confident, and pleased with himself- When isn't he? Hunter thought quietly.
He tried to process this plan in his head, and it did seem like it was going to be difficult considering Sebastian is two feet taller than him, but in theory, it should work.
While Hunter was thinking this through, Sebastian had already scrambled onto the counter, crouching so his head would not his the ceiling. "Let's get this show on the road," he grinned devilishly.
Hunter sighed yet again, something that seemed to be turning into a habit when Sebastian was around. He walked forward two paces, so he was directly beneath the window, like Sebastian had described. "What do I need to do now?" he asked, watching the taller boy intently.
Sebastian had one hand against the wall to steady himself, the other halfway to the window, as if he was a little unsure. "Just, put your hands together, palms up, so you can give me a leg up," he instructed.
"..Okay," Hunter said, also unsure, but moving into position as he had been told. Sebastian stepped onto Hunter's hands straight away with no warning, causing them both to crash to the floor.
"Fuck!" Hunter gasped, having taken the whole weight of Sebastian, who was now sprawled halfway across his chest, half of him on the floor.
"Learn how to take it like a man, Hunter, Christ!" Sebastian groaned, getting to his feet slowly.
"I think I managed to prove that I can take it like a man to you and any of the guys standing outside my dorm not two hours ago- although it was you doing the taking," Hunter smirked, standing up and rubbing the back of his head where he had hit the floor.
Sebastian's eyes gleamed as they ran up and down Hunter's naked body, his tongue darting out to wet his bottom lip. "You know if Nick hadn't come back so early, we'd be in there fucking against every counter, right?" His voice was low, and it made Hunter want nothing more than to launch himself at Sebastian, and try out every position he could think of, but he knew there was no time.
"But we can't," he sighed, revelling in the way Sebastian continued to look at him. "And I'm putting this on, in case you fall on me again, because I swear to god Smythe, if you land on my dick, you're screwed, in more than one sense of the word," Hunter joked, reaching for the towel they had hung up on the rack not long ago, and wrapping it around his waist.
Sebastian had already climbed up onto the counter again, waiting for Hunter to stand underneath the window. "It would be so much easier if I just left through the door," he moaned, looking sadly at the locked door, on the other side of which was an oblivious Nick.
"We've been over this already, Seb, that's not happening," Hunter sighed, but the other boy was already distracted, biting his bottom lip, clearly thinking, whilst staring at the window. "What're you thinking about?" Hunter asked, not sure what the problem was.
"Where does this window lead to?" Sebastian blurted suddenly, pointing at said window.
"Outside, we're directly on the other side of the West yard," Hunter asked, but when Sebastian glanced down at his mostly unclothed body, then glared down at Hunter, he realised the issue. Sebastian was going to be freezing; it was winter, late at night, and he was wearing next to nothing.
"You'd better come up with something good to make this worth it, Clarington," Sebastian spat, gesturing to Hunter to get into position again.
As he did so, Hunter replied smoothly, "I can think of a few things," to which the taller boy smirked, before raising an eyebrow, asking if it was okay to step onto Hunter's upturned hands.
He nodded, bracing himself to hold up most if Sebastian's weight. Just as Sebastian was about to put his foot down, Hunter cried out. "Wait!" Sebastian jumped, immediately putting both feet onto the counter again.
"What now?" He asked, irritated.
"Shouldn't you open the window first? So you can hold onto the frame, taking most of your weight off me," Hunter explained, and as he did so, Sebastian pushed open the window.
"Happy?" he questioned, and once Hunter nodded, he put one foot onto Hunter's hands, and grabbed onto the window frame, sticking his head outside. Hunter was pretty sure he heard the other boy mutter a disgruntled 'fuck,' although that could have been his imagination- which he doubted very much.
Sebastian brought his head back through the window, but before Hunter could say anything, he had already put both arms through the window, along with his shoulders. He winced, seeing how the frame was scraping slightly against Sebastian's sides.
"Okay, now you have to push me up, whilst I'm pushing against the wall outside, and with some effort...I should fall out of the window, just managing to protect my face," Sebastian's voice floated through the small gaps of the window that had not been blocked by Sebastian's body.
He counted down from three, more than happy to relieve his hands of the other boy's weight. He lifted Sebastian, and with combined effort, he managed to pull himself out, so his head, shoulders, arms and waist were out of the window, "Now we just have your legs left, and we're done. Was one night really worth all this?" Hunter chuckled, trying to find the humour in the difficult situation.
"I'd say it was," Sebastian smirked- although Hunter couldn't actually see the smirk, he could almost hear it.
Hunter grinned, before answering, "I'm glad to know my efforts are appreciated."
"As much as they are, this window frame is scarily close to my junk," Sebastian moaned, causing Hunter to jolt into action. Sebastian's legs were leaning against the wall, although Hunter still had grasp of his feet. Instead, he took hold his toned calves, taking a moment to admire the view of Sebastian he had. He lifted Sebastian once again, this time so he actually got all the way through the window, but they had both been unprepared for what happened next.
There was a loud crash, as Sebastian's legs fell through to the other side, along with the rest of Sebastian. Hunter drew in a sharp breath, not able to see if Sebastian was alright. There was a horrible few seconds of silence, and for a moment, he thought Sebastian might have actually been severely injured.
He was about to call out when he heard a torrent if swears on the other side of the wall. Hunter let out a sigh of relief.
"It's so fucking cold out here, and I just landed in a fucking bush, and fuck I should've taken that towel for myself because it's so fucking cold," Sebastian groaned, clearly incredibly pissed off. Hunter heard some rustling of leaves, assuming Sebastian was standing up, and he bit his lip, trying to stifle a laugh, for Sebastian's dignity's sake.
"Are you okay?" Hunter asked, clambering onto the counter so he could see out of the window. Sebastian was standing, his previously coiffed hair now disheveled, and Hunter also noticed a small scrape by the corner of the other boy's cheek where he had cut himself on a branch. He also held a disgruntled expression, lines running across his forehead from where he was scowling.
"Do I look okay?" Sebastian growled, wrapping his arms around him to prevent himself from shivering.
"Well, like you said, it was worth it for one night," Hunter grinned slyly.
Sebastian's teeth chattered; he was obviously too cold to argue. "I'm going back to my dorm now, before I die of hypothermia," he announced, his lips already tinged blue.
Hunter grinned in agreement, watching as Sebastian turned to leave. He started to climb down from the bathroom counter, looking over at the shower, laughing quietly, but as he was about to jump down, he heard a voice calling him from the other side of the window.
"Hunt," it was clearly Sebastian, but Hunter was confused as to why he had come back, so he stuck his head back out again. Sebastian was standing on the bush he had fallen into not ten minutes ago, craning his neck so he was face to face with Hunter.
"What do you want?" he asked, suddenly aware of how close their faces were, of Sebastian's hot breath on his cheek.
Sebastian didn't answer with words, but simply leaned towards him, closing the gap between their mouths. It was a chaste kiss, but lasted long enough for Hunter's eyes to flutter shut, placing a hand on Sebastian's shoulder, his soft lips gently caressing Hunter's own.
Hunter felt his stomach twist, a jolt of electricity course through his body- and there was no denying Sebastian had felt it too. They pulled back silently, looking into each others eyes, not sure what to say; neither of ten was going to mention how much emotion there was in the kiss, that was for certain.
"I'll see you around," Sebastian winked, turning quickly and jogging off before Hunter had time to answer.
"I'll see you around," he repeated quietly, finally jumping down from the counter, confused about what had just happened between them both.
He shook his head to clear it of thoughts- Hunter Clarington didn't do emotions, he reminded himself.
Ensuring the towel was wrapped securely around his waist, he opened the bathroom door, hoping that Nick hadn't heard anything that had happened in the past forty minutes. Nick was still lying in his bed, and Hunter felt a wave of relief wash over him when he realised the other boy was asleep- probably dropping off as soon as Hunter had left the room, sleeping through the whole situation.
He got into clean nightwear quietly, trying his best not to wake Nick. He pulled back his blanket, getting into the same, sweaty bed he and Sebastian had been making good use of earlier that night. Hunter rolled over, switched off the lamp, and inhaled deeply, the smell of Sebastian's hair spray and deodorant reaching his nose.
He was about to close his eyes, when he heard the rustle of sheets coming from the bed next to him. Nick's bedside lamp turned on, and Hunter felt his stomach drop, wondering if Nick had actually been asleep, or was just pretending. He turned over to face Nick, who was now sat up in bed, looking as though he had never been tired in his life.
"So, you and Sebastian, huh?" he asked, a grin plastered across his face. However, instead of being met with a reply, the alarm clock that had been resting on Hunter's bedside table hit him square in the forehead.
Hunter smiled, satisfied with the cry of pain and shock Nick had let out. He'd always had good aim, one of the many perks of being good with his hands. One of the many, many perks.
A/N: So what did you think? Like I said, please, please leave a review because they really help me out! And, just say if you want me to include something, and I'll do my best to incorporate it into the fic somewhere along the line!