"...Hello?"
"Hey, Noah! Listen, I gotta tell you something."
"Yeah, what is it, babe?"
"You're super sweet and great and all, but uh... we have to break up."
"What? We've only been going out for four weeks, why all of a sudden?"
"Well, my last boyfriend just called me yesterday and... told me that he wanted to get back together."
"So you're just gonna drop me like this?!"
"Hey, I was with him for like, almost an entire year. He broke up with me, and I still had feelings for him and now that he called me..."
"Whatever, hope he's worth it." Bitch. He wanted to say, but just hung up on his cell phone. He tossed his phone to his sheets on his bed. It was way too late for this shit, almost one in the morning. Why she'd decided to do this so late, Noah had no clue. He scratched his fingers through his scalp and shaggy brown hair two or three times before he rubbed his face. Noah got out of his bed and walked his way down the hallway to his parents' room.
He slithered the door open a crack big enough for his head. "Dad...?" he whispered. Arthur nor Alfred responded, both were fast asleep. "Dad...?" he tried a tone louder. No movement was made. He slid into the room fully and walked to the bed. "Dad..." he said a little louder, slightly shaking Arthur's shoulder. Arthur had his head resting on Alfred's collarbone and his arms around his waist (while one of Alfred's arms were under the pillows and the other around Arthur's shoulders).
"Mm, hm?" Arthur opened his eyes to see Noah standing over his bed. "What's the matter?" he said in a haze.
Noah looked to the side, no matter what way he phrased his next question it would be kind of silly just asking. "Um,... can I lay in bed with you and Dad?" he asked sheepishly.
Arthur raised a large eyebrow but scooted away from Alfred to make room for Noah. Alfred woke up once he felt another person entering their bed. "What's up, Noah?" he asked his son.
Noah got under the blankets and adjusted himself just enough for him to be comfortable. "You haven't slept in our bed since you were a little boy." Arthur smiled.
"I know. I'm not really sure why I wanted to be in your bed, I just did." Noah explained. He took a breath in and stared at the ceiling. "Mia just called me."
"At this hour?" Alfred asked.
"Yeah, she called to.. break up with me." he said monotone, Noah crossed his arms. "She wants to get back with her old boyfriend." he detailed.
With a sympathetic look, Arthur combed Noah's hair a bit with his fingers, "Noah, I'm sorry."
Noah grunted, "Don't worry 'bout it. Something told me we weren't going to be together for very long in the beginning anyway. It still feels like crap."
"Don't beat yourself up about it, man. People go through break ups, it's just a fact of life. Nothing you can do about it if she wants to pass up a diamond for a rock." Alfred said.
"Are those the kind of lines you fell for, Dad?" Noah looked to Arthur with a brow raised and a skeptic look.
Arthur smirked, "Unfortunately, yes." he breathed a laugh when Alfred smiled at him.
Noah looked to his parents' love for another, "I wish I could already know who I'm gonna fall in love with, that way I don't have to waste my time with mindless dating."
"If only it were that simple." Arthur said.
He took a moment to pause, "How did you two know that they were 'the one'?" Noah asked.
Arthur and Alfred looked to each other again, they shrugged, "I married my best friend." they said in unison.
Noah rolled his eyes, "Best friend?" he thought about it. It clicked in his head, "There's no way I could go out with Kira. It'd be too weird for us."
Arthur yawned, "You think it wasn't weird for us?"
Alfred yawned unintentionally due to Arthur's yawn, "Yeah, at the time we were straight. If you'd told me I'd be married to a dude for the rest of my life, I would've looked at you funny."
Noah thought about it, concerned. His pondering went well into the night, after Arthur and Alfred had already fallen asleep. He pursed his lips, "No... no way, we'd be... it'd never work." he whispered to himself before he fell asleep too.
Noah sat at his desk in English, elbows on the wood, fingers woven together, and his mouth resting on the backs of his hands. He was lost in thought, still thinking about the topic of last night. he ran a hand through his hair and messed it up (though it didn't show much), "It's a stupid idea anyway!" he said to himself.
"Noah, guess what!" Kira bubbled to him, preparing to sit in her seat.
"What?" he asked her. Were her eyes always that pretty? And green?
"I got asked to the homecoming dance by Luke Grayson!" she said with excitement.
"Whoopie," he said with heavy sarcasm and a spiral of his finger. She punched his arm, softly (but it still kind of hurt) "Ow."
"What's up your ass?" she asked.
He looked at her with a sour face, "Nothing, its just... Mia broke up with me last night."
"What?! But Homecoming's this weekend. Who're you gonna go with?" she asked.
"I dunno, I already have a ticket, just gonna go by myself I guess." Noah said.
"That's rough. Sorry to hear that." Kira said and turned in her desk to face the front.
"Whatever." he said. "Hey, has Luke met your parents yet?" Noah asked her with a smirk.
"Oh, come on." she rolled her eyes then looked at him. "Do you think I'm an idiot? Of course he's not meeting my parents. I don't want to be single forever, y'know."
"Ms. Ferguson?" their teacher called.
"Um, yes ma'am?" Kira responded.
"We're all ready to start class now, is your conversation over with?" she said sarcastically.
"Yes ma'am." Kira answered with her head down. Noah chuckled at her a little bit.
Homecoming night came, and much to Noah's disappointment he still didn't have a date. By the time the dance already started he was walking out of his front door because Arthur and Alfred wouldn't let him leave before he had been in a hundred photos. He found it hard to smile in all the pictures when his heart just wasn't in it. He really dreaded going alone to his first homecoming dance, while even Kira had a date. Once he got to the school, he decided not to let it show on his face how miserable he was on the outside. Hands in his suit pockets, he walked in the double doors along with other couples and walked o the cafeteria where the center of the dance was held. Friends, one by one, came to greet him but then left to dance with their date. After a good ten minutes, he made his way to get himself a drink, hopefully it wasn't spiked just yet.
"Noah, dude! Where's your date?" his friend, Josh, asked.
"Probably with another guy." he said flatly as he took a drink from his cup.
"Aw, man, I'm sorry. How 'bout you come dance with our group?" Josh offered.
"Nah, I'm not really in a dancing mood. Not even sure why I came tonight in the first place, to be honest." he declined.
"Ah, well, suit yourself." he said and then left for his group.
Noah took a breath in and out. He sipped his drink and looked to the doors. Kira had now walked in with Luke. Sure, Luke cleaned up pretty nice, but Kira... Noah wanted to whistle in his head. Her hair looked brighter than usual. It was up half way while the other half was curled on her bare shoulders, her bangs only slightly in her amazingly green eyes. Her makeup was done beautifully, her dress made her body and her legs look flat out amazing, and if Noah hadn't lost his mind over her yet, her beautiful smile would've near killed him. Noah tried his best to stop blushing as he looked ahead of him to the crowd, hoping she wouldn't come talk to him or his head would start spinning. Damn his luck.
"Hey, Noah! You look great!" Kira said to him. Her arm locked with Luke's, who seemed to be looking at the bigger crowd.
"Uh, thanks, you do too." he said.
She brushed a lock of her hair behind her ear, "Thanks." When the song changed, her face lit up. "Ooh, I love this song, let's go dance, Luke." she nudged her date's arm. "I'll see you later, Noah." she said as Luke took her hand to the dance floor.
"See ya." Noah said.
He watched the two dance slowly. Her arms around his neck, his arms around her waist. Jealousy growing in his system with every sway they made. She smiled as he scrunched his nose into her ear, he seemed to be whispering something sweet to her. Noah's gut twisted tighter. Luke removed his face from the side of her head and faced her gorgeous face, he kissed her. Soon after, he slithered his hands down to her butt and firmly squeezed. Noah clenched his fist, he threw away his plastic cup of punch and made his way to the door, trying not to make a scene.
"You can stop kissing me with your halitosis breath now, you don't need to take it that far." Kira said as Luke kissed her.
"Sorry, I was trying to help you out." he said.
"Squeezing my ass isn't helping me at all." She removed his hands and wiped the bottom of her lip. "Where'd Noah go?" she searched for her friend.
"Who cares?" Luke said bringing Kira in closer. "Obviously, if he can't see that a smokin' hottie like you was in love with him, then he's an idiot."
"He's not an idiot." Kira defended. "You know what, he's not here anyway. I don't have to put up this stupid act anymore tonight. Later." she started walking away.
Luke grabbed her hand again. "Listen Friend Zone Ferguson, a pretty girl like you shouldn't be waiting for someone who won't give her a chance." He pulled her in and started gently dancing again.
"But, what am I supposed to do? Since the first time I saw him I've been in love with him, now all of a sudden I'm supposed to forget about him and just date any guy?" Kira confided against Luke's ear.
Luke thought about it, "I get what you're sayin'. We'll keep trying, I promise he's gonna be your boyfriend one of these days. If the jealousy thing didn't work tonight, something has to."
"Thank you, Luke." she hugged him.
Noah furiously walked through his house, he slammed the door. "How was the dance, Noah?" Alfred, with his arm around Arthur on the couch, asked.
"Horrible!" he shouted an stomped to his room, the couple on the couch heard the door slam.
"What do you think 's wrong with him?" Alfred asked Arthur.
"I don't know." he sounded worried.
"He probably saw Mia with that other dude."
"Maybe." Arthur said. He paused for a long moment, looking at the television, random walls, and then back to Alfred. "You know, we haven't shagged in a while." he said nonchalantly.
"Can we?" Alfred asked, practically jumping in his seat.
Arthur pretended he was thinking it over, "Okay." he rested his arms on Alfred's shoulders. Alfred started kissing him and lowering his back to the couch. "Doesn't it feel a little wrong we're doing this when our son just had a horrible first dance?" Arthur tried saying while being kissed.
"He's probably going straight to sleep anyway, we'll ask him about it in the morning. C'mon Artie, I really need this." he said between his tongue licking the inside of his husband's.
Arthur chuckled, "I... guess so." he managed to say, "But let's not get too crazy, alright?"
Alfred smoothed his hand up Arthur's back, "Hmph, you say that now." he smiles. He began to slowly grind into the Brit, the friction between their pants almost instantly hardening their erections. Alfred wrapped Arthur's legs around him as he continued skillfully grinding, he gave a last kiss before sitting up and continuing his previous actions. "So, Artie, what do you think 's really goin' on in Noah's love life right now?" he asked after he removed his shirt. He caressed Arthur's thighs with gentle massaging motions.
"I don't have a clue," he moaned, "I think... the sooner he starts seeing this Kira girl as more than just a friend, mmh, the better he'll be." Arthur groaned, also grinding into Alfred.
"True." Alfred said, he took Arthur's hands and made them wrap around his neck. His hands dove down to the cushions of the couch to raise Arthur's ass to straddle him. Keeping his husband up, Alfred stood from the couch and carried him to the bedroom. Once at the foot of the bed he turned around and his back fell against the sheets, Arthur broke his fall with his arms. He smiled to the American before he restarted kissing him. Knowing the tricks to make Alfred want him even more, Arthur arched his back at an angle that almost hurt. Alfred's hands rubbing smoothly up the bare back and then going further down into the pants. With only one hand on Arthur's rear, Alfred heard whining. As a matter of fact, they both heard whining.
They paused on kissing and looked to the foot of the bed to find the eyes of a young Akita looking at them. "Dakota, go! No treats tonight." Alfred laughed. Dakota was a two year old Akita dog the Jones-Kirkland family adopted after Lilly passed. They missed her so much, but they found the best way to console was to buy another. Dakota's chest, belly, paws, and curled tail were all white while he rest of her was black and her eyes were dark brown. Once the canine heard the command to give her masters' some privacy, she sped out of the room and went to try and mooch off of Noah.
Arthur locked the door after the dog left the room just to pounce on Alfred once again. He kissed his lips softly, "So, do you think Kira likes him?" he asked.
"No doubt about it." Alfred said and rolled on top of Arthur. "Don't you see the way she looks at him when she's over here?" he said while unbuttoning the Brit's pants.
"Well, she doesn't exactly make it hard to see." Arthur said. He lifted his hips to remove his pants and then helped his husband with his pants as well.
"Y'know, our kid's kinda... oblivious, don'tcha think?" Alfred asked, he kissed down Arthur's body while doing so.
"More so than you?" Arthur joked.
"What's that supposed to mean?!" Alfred looked offended.
Arthur chuckled, "I don't know, how about me throwing myself to you for weeks now and you just now finally got the message."
"Hey! We've both been really busy, it's not like I didn't get the hints, I just didn't have time to act upon 'em." Alfred defended as he removed Arthur's underwear, all the while his hair getting gently tugged by Arthur.
He smiled sympathetically, "Al, does it matter right now?" he asked.
Alfred kissed him again, "Guess not."
I am soooo sorry for such a long wait. I thought school would make me write more, but now all I do is sleep when I get home, feed my dog, and do homework for the rest of the night. I really got to get my shit together. Anyway, It won't be two months until a new chapter hopefully. And if it does, I will gladly let you riot to my house.
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