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Please don't sue me for the changing of atmosphere from Chapter 7 to Chapter 8. We're looking into two different perspectives now, so everything could be different.

Alex's POV, guys.

Thanks to Captaingeek for betaing this. :)

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"It's not like that-"

"Then what is it? Not boyfriends but you guys are still fucking and you still stick your tongue into his throat, isn't it?"

Alex wanted so much to strangle the taller boy for snapping at him but hearing him using such vulgar words were not something typical. He let out a frustrated groan, running his hand through his already messed up blond locks while Hank continued to look down at him; face stoned and hands clenched into fists by his sides.

Alex fought the urge to roll his eyes at him.

"No, Bozo! But yes, we're like, fuck buddies-"

"My God!"

"But hey, he's not my boyfriend, well, not like that-"

"Then he's your fuck buddy and pray tell, how is that not equivalent to boyfriends?"

"Bozo, you're an idiot. We're fucking but I'm not in love with him-"

"You're not in love with me either."

Alex was speechless by his retort, his blue eyes fixed on Hank's as the latter slowly unclenched his fists, his eyes closing and he breathed out shakily. Alex tried to step closer, to hold onto him – for the first time – but Hank was stepping back, avoiding his touch.

It quite hurt, to be telling the truth and Alex suppressed himself from acting out of instinct. They were already ruined. He shouldn't have tried to make peace with the new roommate, he just knew that this would happen but he couldn't help himself.

Because Hank was something else; Hank was different. Alex narrowed his eyes at his own thought; it was appalling to his ego. So he cleared his throat and glared at the older brunette.

"Shut up, Bozo. I just knew that you won't understand." He hissed instead, arms went to cross over his chest while Hank's eyes widened at him, as if he was disbelieving what he just heard.

"I won't understand if you don't stop going around the bushes! Oh God, Alex," Hank's hands went flying to his own hair, clutching on it like a frustrated, mad man, "You are going to be the death of me! I'm telling you that I like you and I want you and now, I don't even know whether you're rejecting me or not!"

This time, Alex had to step forward and grabbed on both of his shoulders, shaking him hard to wake him up from his panic attack. Alex growled angrily, "What I'm saying is that I need time, you goddamn idiot, I can't just go and tell Darwin about us! You're so stupid that you deserve an award!"

All his miseries and nervous shit just now had gone completely. He wasn't sure why he hadn't killed the Bozo yet and then, he grimaced, he had to remind himself that he liked him very much.

And so Hank was gawking at him, stupidly, if he may add.

"You are awfully dim for a boy that got one of the best scholarships, McCoy." He gritted his teeth and Hank blinked his eyes at him. His hands were still on his head and Alex let out a heavy sigh.

Everything was so messed up.

"You were not supposed to know about Darwin, damnit and I need time, please, I need to sort things with Darwin first and then I'll… I'll come back to you." Alex whispered his last sentence, his blue eyes looking down to avoid contact with Hank's as he realized that he must be blushing like a damn schoolgirl. Cursed his skin to be such sensitive to temperature, Alex inwardly twitched.

As he waited for Hank to say something, he noticed that Hank wasn't wearing his glasses and he had a pair of tracksuit pants on with a sweatshirt to complete his attire. He seemed to smell too nice for someone who just made his morning run – Alex hated to admit it but Hank always smelt nice – so he believed that he didn't. And it was half past seven, probably later than that so why he was outside their dorm?

And Hank, please say something, Alex inwardly grunted; he was confessing his feeling here, hello! Give some response?

"Alex."

Alex shuddered involuntarily at the tone he used before he encouraged himself to look up at him. Hank was smiling, shyness visible in the red spots of blushes on his cheeks and one of his hands was rubbing his nape.

An act of sheepishness.

"What?" Alex decided to retort angrily but his voice only came out in a short whisper. Hank bit his lip before he looked down on the ground, as if it was the most interesting thing to look at the moment.

"I'm sorry for losing my control, I-I'm really sorry…" Hank almost squeaked when Alex suddenly pushed himself close against his chest, their eyes met and Alex grabbed him on the back his neck with one hand.

"You don't know how to kiss, man."

Hank's eyes widened and Alex felt his smirk curved on his lips.

Yezza, the awesome, bully head Alex Summers just came back from the lake of death a .k. a love issue, ladies.

"So we'll need to give you some practice. Try kissing me again." Alex chuckled, titled his head to one side almost innocently and Hank was now blushing miserably but he just nodded. The taller boy slowly leveled down himself so that they were nose to nose and Alex felt his eyelids flutter close by their own accords.

Hank smelt delicious. Like sweet, hot chocolate with tints of mint. He was taller, warm and less muscular than he was but that was fine. He fitted in his arms better.

When their lips finally met, Alex let out a soft breath – since when he had been holding his breath anyway? – and Hank carefully pulled away a second later. But his hands stayed on the sides of his waist while Alex's wrapped around his neck. Alex opened his eyes slightly, staring in daze at those blown, blue pupils in front of him before he let a lazy smile grace his lips.

"It is good enough?" Hank whispered and Alex suddenly realized that he looked so pretty in close distance. Alex chuckle breathily, his eyes went to stare at the other boy's lips and he licked his own very sensually.

"Not up to my standard-" another kiss was pressed against his lips and Alex let himself drown into the sensation that was Hank. Hank pulled him closer by the waist but their lips only pressed on each other's not more than few seconds. Hank pulled away again, smiling dazedly and Alex almost laughed, muttering, "Again, Hank."

And they kissed again.


They managed to find their way up to their dorm – Hank was at least concerned that other people might see them, worse, Darwin and Alex hit him upside his head when he realized that was actually a mock –, hands locking and Hank kept stopping them at every turn to push him up against the wall and kissed him breathless just for the sake of it.

Alex couldn't stop himself from laughing when they came near their door and Hank shuffled for his key in his pocket – he seemed to have this ability of failing to look for his things – his mouth fixed on Alex's in a messy but passionate kiss. Alex grabbed on his hair, forcing himself closer and deeper into their kiss, his back against the door and Hank growled – sexily, Alex whistled – when the door finally unlocked.

Alex found himself being shoved inside and he playfully stepped away when Hank wanted to pull him close again after he closed the door back. He smirked and swirled around to head into Hank's bedroom, making sure his hips swaying in the way that he knew was too hot to be ignored, with the brunette followed him close behind. Hank's hands wrapped around his waist from behind and Alex chuckled when he heard 'You tease!' rang into his ear.

They finally stopped in front of the door, which surprisingly was open and Hank dropped his hands from Alex at the sight that greeted him while Alex, that stood in front of Hank, was unable to say a word at all.

Charles and Erik were kissing each other furiously on Hank's bed. The latter had the former pinned down underneath him and they were half naked. Charles was whimpering and moaning in their kiss, hips trying to shove themselves up to meet Erik's and oh God – was that Erik's hands that worked to pull down Charles' pants?

Hank was the first to react.

"Oh my GOD! MY EYES!" he put a palm to cover his eyes before he took a step back and Alex had to roll his eyes at him. It seemed like they were not going to have sex any time soon.

The scream startled the lovers off and Charles quickly sat down, looking at them over Erik's shoulder while Erik growled menacingly.

"Fuck off." The German barked and Charles patted him on his shoulder, expression disapproving his manner. "Language, Erik."

Alex snorted at them while Hank blushed madly beside him. It took about thirty seconds before the latter finally had the courage to speak again, squeaked actually.

"This is my… my room…" he whimpered and Charles' eyes widened as if he just realized it too. But Erik was fast to hold him down.

"We're borrowing it, kid, just go snog your blondie in Charles' room or whatever. You'll manage… I think." Erik frowned a little at the end of his words.

"Seriously, man, you guys are insufferable." Alex made a face at him. Hank was possibly getting a tan by all those burnings blushes on his face. Charles only managed to give an apology with his eyes when Erik stood up and slammed the door on their faces.

Alex went on rampage to kill him but Hank quickly stopped him, holding him down and kissed him again.


"I think I know what kind of hormone we should do for our assignment?" Hank mumbled while kissing Alex's jaw, both of them draped on the couch. Alex moaned, titling his head up slightly.

"What is it, Bozo?"

"Oxytocin."

Alex quickly pulled himself away, creating some distance between them but Hank actually whined, promptly pulling him closer again for another passionate kiss. Alex put his hands on the brunette's cheeks, whispering against his now red lips, a chuckle escaping his.

"You're so unbelievable, McCoy."


A/N : Okay, I admit it. I killed their characteristics T.T

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