So here is the spinoff I promised a year ago. This chapter isn't super long, at least not compared to my other works. It's only 6 pages. Not sure how long chapters will be. I also will not update on any sort of planned schedule, just whenever I feel inclined to write something for this. Not sure how long it will be either, but each chapter tells a different story within the four year gap.
There will be multiple narrators for the chapters. This one is Luke. Luke is probably going to be the primary narrator, though. I hope you all enjoy the spinoff. But, if by some chance you felt Children should have been left where it was, I do not require you to read this. It's just for fun. Just something to distract me every now and then, and maybe fill in some gaps. It's not a sequel, as it does take place between chapters 59 and 60. Which means you already know how the story will play out.
Chapter 1
"You live like a pork."
What the fuck did that even mean? The grumpy blond on the other side of the room did his best to look like the comment didn't confuse him. Luke let out a sigh as he tried to focus on the TV, and not the brunet that stood across the room. Why had he agreed to share a suite with Eros again? It had seemed like such a good idea to begin with, since there was sex involved, but then Eros just wanted to talk in their spare time. Those rare points that they actually had free time between working and sex.
Walking over with his hands on his hips, Eros leaned forward and flicked Luke on the forehead. "Still ignoring me? You know, it's a little hypocritical that you're jealous because of this."
"I'm not jealous," Luke grumbled.
"Sure, sure. You know, whatever helps you sleep." Eros let out a sigh. "Espèce de con. Sois heureux que tu baises bien. Il y a vraiment des moments où je me demande si tu vaux même la peine. Tu es vraiment têtu au point où tu n'es même pas capable d'admettre des simples sentiments."
"Speak actual English."
Eros held his hands up in annoyance. "You're in Europe! Germany! How about you learn some other language? Like maybe mine."
Already irritated by the constant bickering, Luke got up, grabbed his wallet and headed out the door. He didn't even bother to stop when Eros followed him out in the hall and yelled at him. Several of the Lost Kids passing by stared at them, but Luke didn't care. He just got on the elevator and rode down to the lobby.
When he arrived in the lobby, the blond stopped and frowned as a messy head of black hair and baggy clothing walked in the front door, shades over his eyes and a bag on his shoulder. Great, Luke thought, he forgot the twerp was coming back for the weekend.
"Is it the weekend already?" He mumbled as Nico worked on digging in his pocket.
Smirking, Nico pulled his phone out. "Afraid so. Percy doesn't know I'm coming in, right?" Luke just shrugged. "I wanted to make sure it was a surprise."
"How did you even pay for the plane without him knowing?"
"Ah," Nico replied, "I told him I was going to make a few adjustments to the place he put me up in." Nico shrugged. "Honestly, he should have known something was up right there. The place was even nicer than my suite back in Los Angeles."
Luke smirked and grabbed Nico's bag, much to the boy's protest. "How's Ethan?"
"Good. He usually just sits around and watches TV when I'm at home. I think I can talk him into taking a few classes to pass the time while I'm in my own courses." Nico lifted his shades and put them on his head. "What's wrong? You seem moody. Like your old broody self."
"I am not broody!" Luke huffed, tossing the bag back to Nico, who smirked at him. "It's Eros. He's being annoying."
"Do I need to ask what it's about?"
"Nope."
"Okay, I'll ask him myself." Nico chuckled and headed for the elevator.
"You'll do no such thing. And where are you going?"
"To see Jason. I'm going to stay in his suite until Percy's birthday dinner tonight." Nico turned around when he entered the elevator and pointed a finger at Luke. "You better not have screwed whatever you want to call this thing you have with Eros, or I'll kick your ass."
Luke rolled his eyes. "I'd like to see you try."
"Fine. I'll have Percy kick your ass."
Rolling his eyes, Luke flipped Nico off as the boy hit a button in the elevator. Nico smirked and stuck his middle finger in his mouth, sucking on it, then flipped Luke off with it, kissing the back of his finger. Luke let out a sigh as the elevator closed. It was good to have the kid back, even if it was just for the weekend. Things were quiet whenever he wasn't here.
Luke ended up outside, sitting at the giant cabana near the outdoor pool. As soon as he sat down, Apollo slid over to him. "What can I get for you today, grumpy?" The other blond grinned at him.
"Why does everyone keep calling me that?"
Apollo motioned to Luke's face. "You have this scow. Right here. I don't know if you realized." Luke narrowed his eyes. "Problems in paradise?"
"It's just sex," Luke rationalized. "Why does everyone call us a couple?"
"Man, it seems like people are making a lot of astute observations about you today." Luke glared at Apollo for that comment as well. "You know, there's this saying about a duck..."
"Shut up."
"Just saying." Apollo slid a drink over to Luke. "But to answer your question, it might have something to do with the fact that, whenever Eros says jump, you ask how high."
Luke frowned down at his drink before taking a long sip. "Is there alcohol in this?"
"Thank me later," Apollo whispered.
"Don't you have... I don't know... practice with the less incompetent Lost Kids around here?" Luke countered.
Apollo rested his elbows on the counter and hummed lightly. "Not until later. You know, it would be nice if you would join. The others from our group all show up." The curly haired blond let out a sigh. "Getting out and socializing might do you some good. Spending so much time in your bedroom-"
"For the love of god!" Luke slammed his head down on the counter. "It's already bad enough that I have to deal with the twerp's presence for the weekend, and now you. Plus your fiery squeeze toy yaps in my ear about the same thing most days."
Apollo smirked and then tapped a finger to his lip. "Nico's here already?"
"It is Friday."
"Huh. Must have lost track of time."
Luke grinned at the other blond. "Maybe I'm not the only one that should spend time away from bedroom activities." Apollo coughed, his cheeks a light shade of pink. "I am thankful that the walls here are much more soundproof."
"I could definitely say the same thing to you," Apollo countered. "Which reminds me. Some of the Lost Kids were talking the other day." He narrowed his eyes. "Could you two not keep it in your pants long enough to get in your room?"
Luke contemplated this for a second before he replied, "Nope."
"Your door was literally five feet away!"
Later that night, after they all had dinner, Luke stood at the bar that was on the far side of the room of where the Lost Kids performed at nights. It was his night off and free drinks, compliments of the hotel for Percy's birthday, so Luke was going to drink his weight in alcohol. Eros had not spoken to him at dinner. Not surprising.
"So, what did you do to upset Eros?"
Luke looked up to find Percy standing next to him. At least he looked happy. Why wouldn't he? Percy had looked so happy when Nico brought the cake out while Percy had his eyes closed. Honestly, Luke was surprised Percy hadn't taken Nico back to the mansion for the rest of the night right then and there.
The blond let out a sigh. "Why does everyone always think it's my fault?"
The drink was removed from Luke's hand. "Because it's always your fault." Nico stuck his tongue out at the blond before finishing off Luke's drink. Nico made a face, which Luke smirked at. Too strong for the kid. Served him right. "That's gross. How can you stand that?"
Percy chuckled and put his arm around Nico's shoulders, pulling the boy closer to him. "I'll get you something less strong." He motioned to the bartender for the night and ordered three drinks. While they were being made, Percy turned back to the blond. "Want to talk about it?"
Luke grumbled and took his newly made drink, downing it quickly and ordering another. "Not in the least. He's being stupid. Not my fault." He accepted his next drink.
"I somehow doubt that," Nico mumbled as he stared at his drink.
Percy lifted it from the bottom and Nico drank it. "It tastes like apples. Trust my drink judgment." Nico smiled up at him. "Anyways, what is it even about?"
"It's stupid," Luke admitted.
"That is an understatement," came Eros' voice. Luke felt his eye twitch as his drink was stolen yet again. "This idiot is jealous because I'm doing my job. Like he doesn't do the same thing. Espèce de con. And it's not like I didn't work to improve my English for him, or anything!"
Percy and Nico were both staring at Luke with raised brows. Nico reached up and smacked the back of Luke's head. "Told you it was your fault," the brown-eyed boy grumbled.
"Wait," Percy sighed, "you're jealous that he's doing his job? Flirting with customers, stripping, and having sex? Even when you do the same thing...?" Percy rubbed his temple. "Seriously?" The green-eyed young man shook his head.
Eros stuck his tongue out at Luke and walked off. Luke grumbled to himself as he watched the brunet go. "You know, I don't like this perfect couple that you two have become." He arched a brow at Percy and Nico. "You know, the kind of couple that basically finishes each other's sentences and are annoying."
Percy just grinned and kissed the top of Nico's head. "Don't be jealous now, Luke. You could be living the good life as well, if you'd just admit you're a couple."
"Never."
"I don't understand what the big deal is," Nico said.
"I won't give that French asshole the satisfaction."
Luke turned on the light of his room and narrowed his eyes. Eros covered his face with his arms. "Oh no, you found me with my other lover. What ever will I do?" A smirk spread across the guy's lips. "Ready to admit what a fool you are?"
"Nope," Luke mumbled, yanking his shirt over his head.
Eros peeked out from under his arm. "Why must the idiots and the assholes always have such nice bodies?"
Luke scoffed. "So what does that say about you?" Ridding himself of his pants, Luke sat down on the bed. "You take too much enjoyment from torturing me."
Eros hummed lightly, getting up and throwing his arms around Luke from behind. "Which is why you like me so much. Because we are evil together." Sliding around, Eros straddled Luke's waist. Eros ran his nails down Luke's chest and leaned in to nip and the blond's lip. "Plus we are both good in bed."
"You don't have to do such a good job acting when you flirt with customers, you know," Luke huffed.
A smirk crossed Eros' lips. "Such a baby." Biting down on his lip, Eros' hand reached between Luke's legs. "But with a big dick."
"You are evil incarnate." With that, Luke lifted Eros up and flipped them over, so he had the brunet pinned under him. Eros just smirked as Luke pulled his shirt off. "But with a nice ass. Since we are listing parts of the body we use during sex as reasons we tolerate each other."
"And, you know," Eros began, smirking, "if you could just admit you were wrong, I'd be happy to let you have my ass all night." The brunet pecked Luke on the lips before sliding out from under the blond. "Sadly, you are too stubborn."
Luke's mouth just floundered as Eros slid his shirt back on. "You've got to be kidding me."
"Nope," Eros replied, popping the 'p'.
This was ridiculous. Eros reclined on the bed with a smile and turned on the TV. This wasn't even fair! Eros knew that Luke was basically addicted like a drug, and he was using it to his advantage. Maybe Luke was in the wrong, but that did not really matter. It wasn't the point! This was about putting his foot down. He was not whipped by Eros like everyone thought. They weren't a couple.
"Fine, I was stupid."
Wait, what? That was not what he wanted to say! No! Stop. Stop now. It can still be salvaged. All he had to say was that he was stupid for dealing with this.
"You're right," Luke continued.
Stupid. Why was he so stupid? He was whipped. So hard. It was unfair, really.
Eros did look surprised, though. He blinked at the blond, sitting up. "Really?" He narrowed his gaze. "Are you just saying this to get laid?"
"No," Luke grumbled. "Just don't make me say it again."
Eros got on his knees and wrapped his arms around Luke's shoulders. With a quick kiss to the blond's cheek, Eros said, "I can be merciful."
Luke frowned and narrowed his eyes. "Just don't expect any mushy shit. That's not my style. Deal with it." Eros kissed him again. The blond took in a deep breath. "And I do appreciate that you're speaking more English for me."
A sly grin crossed Eros' lips. "Are you thinking what I am thinking?" He asked.
Luke felt his mouth go dry, along with a hardening in his pants. The brunet ran a hand down Luke's chest, causing every inch that he touched to tingle. Luke grinned and opened his mouth.
"Pizza." Eros shoved Luke's cellphone into the blond's hands. "With lots of meat." Sticking out his tongue, Eros grinned again. "You know how much I love meat. Especially in my mouth."
Rolling his eyes, Luke called room service. Where had his balls gone? A year or two ago, Luke was considered intimidating. He missed those days. Especially when he wasn't bothered so much by the others. Okay, maybe he did not really miss those days, but this was new and he was not sure he was okay with this.
Was he scared of being in something real? He stared at Eros as he talked to room service. The boy payed him no mind, too busy trying to find a movie for them to watch. The brunet settled comfortable against Luke's side while the blond finished the order, totally unaware of the blue eyes that were on him. Maybe it wasn't so bad? Right?
Eros was okay. Some of the time. When he wasn't running his mouth. And the sex was great. Still, maybe Luke could have just been content two years ago. Before all of this began. Before the incident last fall. Before Percy changed. Before their group was torn apart and on separate corners of the planet. Before the twerp came along.
And what did that leave him with now?
Eros sighed and curled into Luke's side. On instinct, Luke's hand settled in the brunet's hair. "Pizza will be up in fifteen minutes," Luke mumbled.
Luke frowned at the movie that was starting. It was The Avengers. Eros smiled up at the blond. "I know you love these movies. Plus, Chris Evans looks really good in that outfit." Luke rolled his eyes and shoved at Eros' face. "Do not deny you would not tap that ass."
"Shut up and watch the movie."
Now he had the choice to be happy.
Translations by: HimekoUchia
"Espèce de con. Sois heureux que tu baises bien. Il y a vraiment des moments où je me demande si tu vaux même la peine. Tu es vraiment têtu au point où tu n'es même pas capable d'admettre des simples sentiments."
[Stupid dick. Be glad you're good in bed. There are really moments when I wonder if you're worth it at all. Because you're too stubborn to the point that you cannot admit any sort of real feelings.]
Espèce de con. [Stupid idiot]
