Alfred lay awake staring at Ivan's sleeping face. He had gotten much better recently. He didn't seem as lifeless as he did when Alfred first arrived. He sat up pushing Irina off of his chest.
He scowled. There was a reason he didn't ever want any children. He pet the girl's head and sighed. Ivan and he were finally on good terms and all it took was a bit of depression and horrible living conditions.
He licked his lips and glared at the dark. It was fucking freezing in here and there was nothing he could do about it. He stood up and yanked off his shirt in annoyance.
The cold immediately hit his skin. It was biting. He pulled off his pants. His skin prickled. He ran his hand through his hair feeling the strands pull against his scalp.
He took a deep breath and the cold air filled his lungs. Soft, cynical laughter filled the air.
"Feels like ice cream." He jerked his boxers off then piled all his clothes on top of the girls to make them warmer.
"Stupid humans." His feet padded softly against the floor as he walked downstairs.
He sat down in front of the empty fireplace. Smiling he laid down right next to it as if mocking the idea of warmth.
Ivan realized that he was much too warm when he woke up after he heard a strange noise. He sat up with both girls laying on him. Alfred was nowhere in sight.
He frowned and pushed the little girls off of him. They were not his concern anyway. The fact that Alfred's clothes covered them was intriguing though.
He walked down stairs. Ivan saw Alfred. Oh, yes, he saw Alfred. He was lying there naked by an unlit fireplace.
"Alfred?" His voice sounded distant.
"Hm?" Alfred sat up his legs spread wide as though nothing were wrong with this situation.
"You're naked and it is below freezing in here." Alfred quirked his eyebrow just to say so?
"Is there a reason for this?" He just shrugged and lay back down.
Ivan sighed and walked over to him. He towered over him like this. He licked his lips as his eyes scanned over his body.
"I am sure you would be more comfortable if you put your clothes back on." He stopped on his face and stared into baby blue eyes.
"What if the point of this is to be uncomfortable?" He smirked at him and kneeled beside him.
"And why would you make it a point to do that?" Alfred looked over at him and gave him a lopsided grin.
"You ever felt the extreme urge to escape? The urge is so strong that you have to act?" Ivan gave him a look that said he was crazy though he knew of that urge. It drove him over the edge time and time again. "And you know that there is nothing you can really do. There is nowhere you can run. You're stuck and there is nothing you can do about it."
"Do you have a point?" Ivan lay down beside him.
"I couldn't just sit there and do nothing. I had to act. Taking off my clothes made me feel free." He started petting Alfred's hair.
"Mind if I join you?" He smirked. Alfred looked at him openly curious. "It was a joke."
He rolled over to face him. He licked his lips and leaned forward.
"I could kiss you right now." Alfred nodded. He hovered above his lips. "I could force you and there would be nothing you could do about it. I could rape you. I could violate you in so many ways."
"Want to know something, Ivan? Something I should never tell you?" Ivan looked at him without curiosity. He had no interest in knowing.
"And what would that be, Alfred?" He purred his name continuing to hover over him.
Alfred chuckled. "I could care less if I died and that makes me a wonderful adversary."
"That is not a very interesting secret." He murmured letting his forehead rest against Alfred's.
"You're right, but I'm not all that interesting anyway." Alfred closed his eyes. Ivan caressed his cheek like he would an old lover.
"I find you extremely boring." Alfred opened his eyes and they stared at each other. It was so intimate that it was ridiculous.
"You damn better or else you are definitely not a worthy adversary." Ivan chuckled and rolled over bored.
"I never said I was." He stared at the dark ceiling. The sun was starting to come up.
"The girls will be getting up soon." Alfred stated it. Ivan looked over at him.
"What's your point?" Alfred's head turned to him.
"What's your angle?" Ivan didn't know what he meant by that. He didn't dignify it with a response.
A few minutes of silence passed between them.
"Alfred, I think I like you so very much. " Ivan smiled at him.
"Ivan, you're getting soft." The silence started up again.
A.N./ Time passes too fast or too slow. It never goes just right. It's very unfortunate. It also means that my chapters don't like to get out when I want them to.
