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Charlie didn't really know what to think at first. His face had exploded out into a summer style shade of crimson rose as the other boy had tightly wrapped a secure around around his waist, while he tried not to scream out in frantic agony. His pearly white teeth were barred like a frantic animal as every ounce of concentration went into the effort of taking the next step.
He was just glad for the fact that the spikes of his hair had flattened down and now covered his eyes which threatened to spill tears at any minute.
Or the fact he might just turn around and punch this boy if he asked one more time. "Are you okay? You look like you're about to pass out!" He kept saying over and over. It just made Charlie all the more angry as he wanted to strangle the boy. Who the hell was he anyway!? He had not only just crashed into him, but now blackmailed him so that he could be the one to take him to the first aid room? What was the deal with that! Normally people blackmailed each other to get away from him! Why the heck did this boy want to be close to him-
"It's no use. You're just hurting yourself more." The blonde boy sighed as they came to a stop and let the gasping Charlie catch his breath.
Even in the cold and heartless state he was in, he couldn't help but shoot a look of gratitude to the boy as a cold and calm hand began to slowly move across his back in a caress. "There you go. Just get your heart state easy. Just take it a bit at a time- Whoa!" He cried out as Charlie slumped back and let his eyes roll back into his head slightly. The boy's body doubled over and had to be caught fully as they slumped against the wall and slid to the ground. "There we go." Nagisa whispered softly as he lent closer and cradled the boy closer in a gentle hold.
It was meant all with good intention, but Charlie couldn't hold it back any longer as he dug his teeth viciously into his lip and let his face explode into a glowing red blush. The way the boy held him and gently caressed him was driving him wild. "G-Get. O-O-OFF ME!" He screamed from his gritted teeth and glared foully at Naigsa. No. He didn't get treated like this! If he wanted to be treated like some fucking porcelain doll, then he would have just stayed home from school instead. He hated it when people gave him that god damn pitying look! "Yeah. Like that's gonna happen." The blonde scoffed at the very idea and rolled his eyes at the new glare which was shot at him.
Nagisa was many things; Happy, bubbly, cute, persistent... but he was also very stubborn. This boy was not going to cast him off so easily.
He slowly pulled the boy closer to him and ran a hand through the soft silk hair. Gently tracing a finger along the scalp and around the back of the neck, as though he was water and the boy diving through a swimming pool, he began to gently rub a soft pattern with his finger. The effects were instantaneous as the other boy paused his thrashing. He kept his teeth barred in his pain and anger. But his eyes began to become a little less unfocused. Those soft pools of sparkling turquoise seemed to become even more beautiful... if that were possible. "So Later. Still want me to go?" He smiled and watched the boy's cheeks still blush a fresh cherry red.
"Don't t-toy w-with Me-agh." He arched his back as Nagisa's breath gently brushed over the boy's ear while he messages the boy's neck and scalp.
"Oh. So you're sensitive around there?"
"I'll show you just how sensitive I am." The boy snapped his teeth which were now tinted red slightly.
His lip had split from being bitten so hard.
His knuckles shined white through clenched fists. "It was supposed to be just an easy day." His eyes trembled with hidden tears which fought with all their might to surface. "I was just supposed to have some quiet time to myself. I wasn't even supposed to be in there."
"Hey, it's okay. It's not your fault." Nagisa frowned as the boy seemed to be cracking slightly. Like the mask he had been wearing had just had a massive hit taken to it. "Those boys had it coming."
"Just please get away from me." Charlie shook his head as he blinked back the tears and let out an almost feral like snarl.
"And what will you do. Huh?" Nagisa sat back before helping the boy sit up and lent him against the wall. "Crawl away? No one else is here. No one else is around to help you!"
That made Charlie pause for a moment. No one had ever been that blunt with him before. Everyone always treated him like he was an idol of glass. Never once raising their voice to him... with the exception of his siblings that was. "I-I'd figure something out."
"Sure." Nagisa rolled his eyes and sighed as he stretched out his arms and took his stance. Looking the boy over with the greatest of detailing to the point that Charlie began to feel self conscious under his gaze. "So who was that back there." He wondered out loud and quite bluntly. He tilted his head slightly as his warm, rusty brown eyes studied the boy even closer. Yeah, Nagisa guessed the boy was cute... to say the least.
Those turquoise pool eyes seemed to shift like the ocean under the brilliant sun. The way that his arm fell across his brow and his palm faced up. His slim body was beautifully toned and brilliantly elegant. The leather jeans seemed to frame his legs in all the right way... but the way that his hand clutched his right leg, Nagisa could guess that something was really wrong. Still, what did that matter. Sure this boy was cute. He was down right adorable! The way that white shirt hung to his frame was almost mouth watering. It sloped slightly over his right shoulder just like his sleeveless jacket.
But there was something deeper in those eyes. The way the boy glared at him, the way that he had looked at the others in the gym. Those eyes were so dark. So cold and angry. They had such a deep hatred to them. Such a vicious and heartless light. The way this boy regarded other people, was almost like an animal who was trying to survive a battle with a predator or not.
He was scared. Of everyone around him.
"Was he your boyfriend?" The blonde smiled slightly as he watched Charlie snarl out slightly.
"He was my brother! I don't have a-" He stopped at that. He knew that he had given too much away. The way he had been blushing so much. The way he had been trying to push the boy away or even had at one point been purring into the touch. If this bastard gets any closer. I'll tear his neck out with my teeth.
Nagisa knew at that point that the boy was losing it. The way he had sudden ground his teeth together, across his bleeding lip and focused onto the blond's neck. No. He could probably guess what the boy was thinking right now.
So he did what he thought would be best.
He reached down and scooped the boy up into his strong arms. "Always nice to know." He smiled brightly and paused for a moment as the boy's glare froze. Out of surprise, out of fear, out of rage, he didn't know. But however for that couple of minutes, Charlie just stared at the face of the boy. This stubborn boy.
This stubborn... hot boy.
"Fallen quiet huh?" Nagisa gave a softer smile and laughed gently. "Well here, make yourself more comfortable." He joked and nodded his head towards Charlie's hands which were curled inwards towards the other boy's chest.
It surprised him all the more when the boy reached up and curled his hands around the back of the other boy's neck to steady himself. "I'm just doing this so I don't fall." He murmured under his breath.
"Sure." Nagisa's smile grew till it dominated his face. "Sure."
He turned and slowly shifted the boy so that his leg had plenty of space in the air to hang loosely without clanging with the wall. "Just close your eyes for a bit. Imagine your in bed or somewhere comfy."
I'm... I'm quite happy being right here. Charlie thought to himself in the back of his head.
He would play nice for now... but when the time came. He was going to make the boy pay for making him feel so weak and helpless.
That he could never forgive.
