Magic Touch

Emil was never one to handle stress that well. he would keep it bottled up until he became sick or snapped at everyone until someone noticed and tried to help him. Therefore, the former outcome was preferred because he usually could suffer alone, locked up in his room. Getting concerned looks from others angered Emil and added to his stress. However, now that he was in university, not even his step brother, Lukas, could fuss over him because he could simply lock his dorm room and not hear from anyone, even his always disappearing roommate.

It wasn't that he didn't enjoy Lukas's help, it was that he loved it too much. Although they were the same age, when their families united, Lukas took it upon himself to be the older brother and care for Emil, who at the time was a crybaby. Ever since then, the slightly younger boy had developed feeling for his step brother that could only be described as a crush. Living with that crush would not have been so bad had he not witnessed his brother making out with their neighbor, Matthias, a few years ago and seen their relationship develop. Now, every time he became sick, the same little fantasy would play in his head.

Lukas would bang on his door, ordering Emil to open up and once he would, embrace the sick boy. Forgetting about his boyfriend, he'd tangle his hand into Emil's hair and massage his scalp followed by a kiss to his forehead. Then he'd lead the younger one to the bed and wrap him up tightly in his comforter, make soup, and spoon feed him. All his time would be spent by Emil's side until he felt better. Sometimes, the fantasy would lead to a passionate kiss at the end with Lukas scolding him through breathy pants for not going to him right away.

Emil groaned. He had both enjoyed the fantasy kiss and was ashamed of himself for thinking of it again.

"Do you need me to get out?"

His roommate's voice startled Emil upright from his bed.

"Wh-When did you get here?" His voice was laced with embarrassment.

Hazelnut eyes bore into Emil's own lilac ones. "For a while, long enough to see you blush and begin to moan. I can step out for a while if you need a moment alone," he tried to keep his amusement out of his tone but the little smirk on his lips could not be smothered.

"I was not moaning, Xiao!" A light blush contrasted his glare as he swung his legs over his bed.

"Sure ya weren't. 'To make a long, low sound expressing physical or mental suffering... or sexual pleasure.' That was a moan."

Never had Emil ever wanted to smack that smirk off of his roommate's face before than now. "Look, I'm not feeling well. Could you not be an asshole for a while?" He could feel pressure build up in his sinus and the beginnings of a tremendous headache.

Immediately that smirk was gone and Xiao stepped closer, but Emil had closed his eyes and did not see the action.

"What's wrong?"

"Everything."

"I'm serious."

Xiao's tone caused Emil to peer up at him curiously. "Uh… It's nothing, just stress that causes sinus pressure and now a headache."
"Did you take anything?"

His roommate's concern confused the other.

"Yeah… But it's not working."

He nodded and extended his hand. "I, like, know Chinese medicine; do you want me to help?"

Puzzled, and somewhat in a trance due to the other's kind offer, Emil gave him his hand. Xiao's eyes and finger then zeroed in on a space between Emil's thumb and index finger to place his own thumb on. He moved it in a circular pattern then somewhat random to massage it. His eyes remained fixated on what he was doing until Emil released a pleased moan.

Eye contact was instantly made and the platinum blond felt as if his body caught on fire due to his blush. He tried to pull his hand away, but Xiao wouldn't let go. "Relax. That helped a little, right?"

Emil didn't trust his voice and could only nod.

"Then I'm going to like, move onto your face," steadily, as if not to startle a fawn, Xiao moved his hands to each side of Emil's head and massaged his temple then the spot in between his eyebrows. After he returned his fingers to the temples again, he dragged his thumb down, tracing the bone beneath his eyes. Back and forth, he would massage the slightly smaller boy's face, feeling the other's tension disappear. "Better?"

"Mmhm." Eyes shut closed in bliss.

Xiao continued the motions, only this time his eyes didn't focus on the parts he was massaging. They roamed across Emil's entire face and specifically enjoyed the boy's lips that would twitch into a smile every now and then.

Emil was so relaxed that he didn't notice the other gently lower him onto his pillow. He didn't notice Xiao's knees appear on either side of him. He didn't notice soft lips meet his own. To him, it all felt together, part of the massage; it felt good. Although Xiao's hands stopped moving across his cheekbones, those skillful hands began to weave themselves in to Emil's hair. The kiss deepened until he began to massage the other's head which caused Emil to freeze.

His eyes shot open and he broke away from his roommate.

"Xiao! What are you doing?!"

Xiao groaned in frustration. "Don't blush like that. You're already irresistible enough as it is."

"Xi-Xiao! What the hell?!" He began to squirm underneath him.

The other didn't get off of him and only cupped his face. "Emil, when were you going to the clue that I like you? What's been stopping you from noting that I want you?"

"Bu-But… you're almost never here! A-And when you are, you're always making fun of me!"

Hurt flashed through Xiao's eyes. "Is that, like, all you notice? What about the random times I leave your favorite chocolate bar on your desk? Or when I ask you if you're alright? I only tease you because you're so dang cute when you blush."

Emil looked away, tracing the feeling on his lips from the kiss. "Then where are you all the time?"

With Emil defenseless like that, Xiao dipped down, tracing his nose across his jaw. "Class, library, gym, kicking Im out of his room next door so I can do what I though you were about to do a while ago…"

He snickered when he felt Emil's face heat up even more. "Well, I can't like, do that here with you around. You might've heard your name. How would you like that as a confession?"

Emil covered his face. "Oh god."

"Did you just picture it?" he smirked. Xiao had backed away from him, but remained straddling the other.

"No! But I did just now!"

"Wanna compare?"

"Xiao!" He removed his hands from his face and turned them into fists to beat the one on top of him.

He laughed, taking the punches, but still didn't remove himself. Instead, he worked a hand through the repeated abuses, to Emil's forehead and massaged again. "Relax. Relax or all of my hard work will undo itself."

Emil felt like putty under that thumb. "Well it's your fault."

"I"m pretty sure its your fault that you're so cute."

He swatted the other's hand away from him. "Ugh, don't say that."

After a little more teasing, Xiao got off of him and fidgeted uncharacteristically. All of his confidence seemed to have evaporated. "So like, what do you say…?"

Sitting up, Emil cocked his head to the left. "Thank you?"

A smile cracked from the other's lips. "No, not that…"

"You don't want me to thank you for your magic touch?" The second those words left his lips, he turned scarlet. "That's not what I mean!"

"Oh you don't know anything about my magic touch yet." He winked, but then received more punches with the occasional pillow or stuffed animal thrown at him.

Once Emil exhausted himself, Xiao took his hand. "I mean, do you like, wanna be my boyfriend? I can distract you from your brother…"

Stunned, he asked how he knew.

"It's easy to tell. I think he might even know and it makes me incredibly jealous," Xiao blushed at the confession, "but I'll make you love me so you can forget about him."

Emil was silent, staring at Xiao for a moment before his own blush was brought forth again. "You're cute when you blush too."

"I know," he grinned. "Does that mean you've fallen for me?"

"No! I just said that you're cute!"

"Oh, that's twice now. You really must like me!"

"What?! Don't be so full of yourself!"

"How can I not when you said it twice?"

"Then I take it back." He retreated back towards his bed picking up the mess he had thrown at Xiao.

"You can't. It's in my heart now." Xiao didn't move from his spot.

"Then I'll take it out!" Emil glared without much meaning behind it.

This time, Xiao shrugged. "Well…you do have it already."

"UGH! Stop! That's so cheesy!"

Xiao stepped forward and kissed his forehead. "Cheesiness makes you blush even harder, thus making you cuter."

"S-Stop!" He tried to push Xiao away and surprisingly he did. "Really? I just needed to ask you to?"

Xiao looked into his eyes and saw disappointment when he stopped pecking him with kisses and grinned. "Pff, no. You're mine now, and I'll kiss you to my heart's content." And he kissed him again.


I never did like this ending, but meh... I got this idea when I was in abroad last year and I had a headache. My friend from Hong Kong offered to do "Chinese medicine" on me and damn it hurt but I didn't have a headache anymore so I guess it worked? Omg, she was so sassy tho, so sometimes I put a little of her into Xiao here! XD

Hmm... These three drabbles have all started with the letter M... lol sorry I just noticed that and it amused me. And sorry for the somewhat NorIce. I kinda like them too when they're not blood related, but not as much as HongIce.

Anyway, thank you for reading!