Chapter 3 – A Dramatic Dream
It was the last day of the holidays and Hayner didn't want to get up, his previous attempts at getting out of the house had pretty much ended up with awkward encounters with Seifer – as if he didn't get enough of them every day at college.
The sun was bright, but the clock only read 6 am – that was the only bad thing about summer, the nights were bright for too long, and it got bright too early. Rolling over and curling up under the duvet, his eyes drifted slowly, and soon he was once again asleep.
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Hayner opened his eyes; he was in a blood red room on the largest bed he had ever seen in his life. Blinking, he glanced around, the bed was the only piece of furniture in the room…Odd.
The next thing that caught his attention was the curtains blowing slightly in the breeze, wait breeze? Hayner wandered over to it to see some open French doors, his breath caught in his throat, the only thing he could see was beach for miles either side of the house he was in.
The water was crystal clear and for a moment he swore a dolphin jumped from the water on the horizon, the place was seemingly void of human life, but that didn't make sense. It only then occurred to him that this was not his house, he froze, glancing around quickly, but there was no noise or signs or anyone else here with him.
He slowly descended the few steps that led to the white sands, the colour reminded him of Seifer's hair, pale blonde. Hayner cursed himself for even in a dream, thinking of the blonde bully that was now plaguing his mind. He ran a hand through his hair, and was about to walk into the water when he was stopped.
Hayner squeaked when strong arms circled his waist and he was pulled back into a bare chest. A warm breath ghosted over his neck and he could smell expensive cologne. He knew that smell – Seifer. "Hello Hayner" His name rolled of the elder's tongue just like it had those few days earlier and it sent another tiny shiver down his spine.
It was strange hearing his actual name instead of the usual insults, but he liked it…He liked it a lot.
"Seifer" He cursed himself that the loudest he could do was a whisper, it was even more infuriating when Seifer chuckled and nuzzled his neck, just above where the now faded mark was. A tongue darted out and licked over the spot, and the hands tightened on his hips, his index fingers drawing patterns on his skin, leaving burning trails.
"My mark is gone, I guess I'll just have to leave another one" Seifer sank his teeth gently into his pulse point, and he let out an embarrassingly loud moan and his knees went weak. He should not be this easily aroused, especially not from his rival, but it felt so damn good.
Just as he was about to turn around, the sun blinded him until all he could see was a bright white light.
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Hayner shot up so he was sitting, his hand immediately grabbed his neck, but there was no mark. "Of course there's no fucking mark, it was a dream" His dream had somehow taken up two hours, and as he went to get up he noticed a slight problem inbetween his legs. Groaning in disbelief, he rested his head in his hands, debating on what to do about it.
Deciding that he couldn't wait it out… again; he got up and stripped on his way to the shower just off his room, turning the shower on. He didn't bother to wait for the water to get warm, instead just getting in shivering slightly at the cold water that fell on him. Once the water was warm, his hand wandered down and grasped his hardened member, letting out a shaky sigh of relief.
His hand pumped and he couldn't stop his mind drifting to Seifer, imagining that it was him doing this, and holding him like in his dream. Could he be falling for Seifer? He paused at the thought, before shaking his head and quickening his pace. He would not think of Seifer while jerking off in the shower.
He groaned quietly when he finished, letting the shower run for a few more minutes before he turned it off and slouched out, he wasn't feeling up to anything now.
Slipping on some sweat pants and a tank top, he strolled downstairs, finding his parents on their way out. His mum appeared to be holding some sort of list, so they were probably shopping again.
"Oh hellos Olette dear, Pence, come in, come in!" His mother backed up a few paces letting his two friends come in, he grinned at the mention on their name as he needed some sanity back. He didn't trust Roxas and Axel not to tease him about his non-existent relationship with Seifer.
He soon saw his friends smile at his parents as they left, before Olette bounced over to Hayner, embracing him before plopping down on the sofa next to him.
Pence joined them, smiling at Hayner, before grabbing the remote and flicking through the channels. "So how've you been without us?" Olette giggled and kicked off her shoes, bringing her feet onto the sofa with her. Hayner rolled his eyes and sighed, he wasn't sure how to broach the topic of Seifer with them, he could talk to them about anything, but this was embarrassing.
"Well, um, it's been boring…" Olette raised an eyebrow at his shiftiness, and poked him in the arm until he continued. "And, um, I kind of had a strange sort of thing happen with Seifer" They both stopped what they were doing and looked at him.
"What sort of thing?" Olette was starting to look smug, as if she already knew what he was going to say.
"Well nothing technically happened, but you know, he's been acting weird. He was about to tell me something, but they bloody Axel and Roxas interrupted. But I'm not sure if that's a good thing either" He trailed off slightly, as if contemplating something.
"God damn them!" Pence and Hayner shot Olette a suspicious look at her outburst; it was almost as if she wanted something to happen.
"What do you mean?" She suddenly looked nervous and stood up, quickly making some lame excuse as to why she had to leave. She called over her shoulder that she would see them later and darted out of the door before either of the boys could stop her.
They just glanced between themselves; Pence shrugged and continued to watch the TV, leaving a confused Hayner staring at the space where Olette was just sitting.