A/N: Hi guys! Here's chapter six for you! I hope you'll like it. :)
Annd... a big thanks to everyone who reviewed! More than fifty reviews! Wow! I'm so happy! It makes me think this story is worth the time I spend on it! ^^ (which means a lot, considering the length of the chapters ^^')
On a side note, the rest of this story will not be edited. My beta will be working on another Vesperia story I'm also working on in the meantime. So, sorry about that! I'm trying my best to edit it myself to get rid of the more mistakes possible.
Okay, now on with the chapter!
Fall For You
Act VI: Desire
When Judith joined Estelle in the cafeteria at lunch hour, the pink haired girl noticed there was something off about the other girl. Judith was bearing a huge grin as she sat at Estelle's side. That grin was almost scary. The latter looked at her friend with curiosity.
"Judith? Is something going on?" she asked.
Judith opened her lunch box while never getting rid of her smile.
"Do you know what day it is, Estelle?" she asked in a natural way.
The other girl was thoughtful for a moment. "We're February the 7nd. Why?" she asked in a confused fashion.
Estelle was not aware that today was a special day, but it seemed Judith thought it was. The blue haired beauty took her chopsticks and shook them in front of Estelle's face.
"It means that one week from now, it's going to be Valentine's Day, which ultimately means we have one week left to get our two love birds together," Judith whispered in a secretive tone.
Estelle almost spit out the juice in her mouth at her friend's words. She managed to swallow the liquid and her cheeks burned up.
"Judith! I-I'm not sure about that... We don't even know if Flynn and Yuri have feelings towards each other! And even if they did, I think it's not right to rush things," she said with embarrassment.
Judith waved it off. "Trust me, they do. I've been watching those two and I can assure you they are definitely attracted to one other. A little push in the right direction, and I'm sure they'll be going out before you know it. But I'll need your help to do it," Judith said.
Estelle began to fidget with her uniform. "Judith, you can't do that!" she protested weakly, but Judith was no fool.
She saw on the pink haired girl's face that she would love to see Yuri and Flynn together. Judith just needed to convince her one last time.
"Estelle, please! I won't hurt them, okay? The worst it can do is that they don't get together, okay? Can I count on you?" she asked sweetly, making pleading eyes to her friend.
Estelle's face reddened even more. After a few seconds, she finally answered.
"Okay, I'll help you." Her voice was not louder than a whisper, as if she feared she would suffer heaven's wrath for accepting.
Judith never seemed happier. "Thank you! Now we only need our two love birds. Speaking of which..." she trailed on and a predatory smile stretched across her lips as she saw Yuri and Flynn enter the cafeteria and walking their way.
It was going to be so much fun. They would never see it coming.
When Yuri arrived at the restaurant and announced Judith's name, he was guided through the tables. He frowned when the waiter pointed him to a table where Flynn was sitting alone with a thoughtful expression on his face. It was not his presence that bothered him; it was the fact that he was sitting at a table for two.
What the hell? Where were the others? Estelle came to him today to tell him that she and Judith wanted to go to the restaurant together with Yuri and Flynn. The raven haired male had no problem with that. Since he left the host club, he had more free time on his hands and he rarely spent time with his two female friends. Now where were they?
Yuri approached the table and Flynn lifted his head to look at Yuri's confused expression.
"Hey, Flynn. Why is it only you here? Where are the girls?" he asked, even though his intuition told him they would not be coming.
Flynn sighed and confirmed what he thought. "I'm afraid they've pulled one on us. When I arrived, the waiter told me it was a reservation for two. It seems it will be just you and me," he said, not knowing if he was supposed to find the situation funny or not.
Yuri chuckled. "That's Judy for you. Well, I don't know about you, but I'm hungry as hell. I'm staying as long as you're paying," Yuri said, already getting rid of his coat.
He knew why Judith did that. He was no fool and if he needed another indication, a look at the table would be enough to convince him; there was a bottle of fine wine and a candle was lit in the middle of the table. Everything was set for a romantic evening. The only problem was that no matter his friend's efforts, Yuri knew that getting him and Flynn together was impossible. Flynn may care a lot about Yuri, but there was no way it was getting past the friendship's level. Why? The answer was simple; Flynn was not into guys.
Flynn smirked. "Of course. A lady should not have to pay for anything," he said with humor.
The glare Yuri shot him did not scare him. Instead, it fueled his amusement. Since Flynn was stuck in a fancy restaurant sharing a table with Yuri, he might as well make the most out of it. Yuri sat down across from Flynn and began to look through the menu.
He thought about ordering the most expensive plate on the menu just to get back at Flynn, but a look at the name of the dish dissuaded him. He did not even know what it was, and considering Yuri's vast knowledge of food, it was saying something. He decided to go in a safer direction and picked another plate. Flynn seemed to make his own choice as he put down his menu.
It was not long before a waiter came to pick up their orders. He also opened the bottle of wine and poured them both a glass. They thanked him and Flynn took a first sip. His eyes scanned over the room and he realized they were surrounded by couples. The blonde's eyes went back on Yuri who was looking outside in a bored fashion.
Flynn took that time to observe his friend. He looked stunning tonight, under the light of the candle. It was playing shadows on his flawless face and Flynn felt drawn by the sight. His heart beat faster in his chest and he wished he could extend his hand and caress that soft skin. He was sure that he could reach Yuri if he tried... Flynn snapped himself out of his thoughts. What was he thinking? As much as he wanted to do that, Flynn knew he could not. Instead, he decided to engage the conversation to pry himself out from his thoughts.
"So Judith planned this all along, did she?" Flynn asked. Yuri turned his attention back on his friend. A smile stretched his lips.
"I'm sure of it. Judging by this and the strange way she looks at us recently, I'm pretty sure she intends to get us together," he blurted out.
Flynn was glad he did not take another sip of wine. He would surely have spit it out by then. He looked at Yuri with wide eyes.
"What? What makes her think it would even work? I-I mean..." the blonde stuttered.
Yuri's expression darkened and he turned his face to the side. Looking closer, Flynn was sure his friend was sulking.
"It's stupid, I know, but she doesn't get it," he muttered darkly.
Flynn was taken aback by his friend's reaction. He should not be so affected by their friend's matching attempt. Flynn frowned and leaned closer to his friend.
"Yuri... Are you mad?" the blonde asked out of the blue.
Yuri snapped his attention back on his friend as the question took him by surprise. "No. What makes you think that?" he asked dryly.
Flynn smirked. "Because you were sulking," he answered.
His words had the expected result. Yuri snorted and turned his face to the side again as it flushed out of embarrassment.
"I was not sulking. Now stop saying stupid things," Yuri snapped.
Flynn chuckled at the sight. "You're doing it again; sulking," he pointed out with amusement.
Yuri glared darkly at him. "Shut the hell up," he hissed as his mood darkened.
Yuri was not in the mood to deal with Flynn's teasing. It seemed the blonde did not get the message.
"Don't be like that. Anyway, you might bark, but you don't bite," Flynn said, amused by his friend's reaction.
If Flynn had known Yuri was going to do that, he would not have used those words. Yuri grabbed Flynn's arm lying on the table and before the blonde could comprehend what was happening, sharp teeth sank into the tender flesh of his wrist. Flynn yelped in pain and quickly took back his bruised wrist, looking at Yuri with wide eyes. The later was glaring at the blonde.
"Now you know I bite," he spat angrily. Yuri was contemplating leaving when Flynn talked.
"Look, I'm sorry, okay? Why are you so mad, anyway? Is being alone with me in a restaurant that disturbing?" Flynn asked, fearing the answer. He was a little relieved when Yuri calmed down and shook his head.
"No, baka," he said, uneasy at the way the conversation was turning. Flynn did not see his unease.
"Then maybe you would have liked to be here with someone else?" the blonde asked on a gentler tone.
Yuri avoided his eyes, but he was clearly uncomfortable by the question. Flynn just hoped that his friend would answer him. It was Flynn's way of testing if Yuri had set his sights on someone. Flynn would be devastated if it was the case, but he needed to know.
After a few seconds, the blonde heard the faint answer; "No. There's no one like that."
Flynn managed to retain a sigh of relief. He simply nodded instead. He opened his mouth to talk again, but Yuri interrupted him.
"Can we talk about something else? Please?" he said dryly, but there was less of a bite to his tone than before.
Flynn understood he would not get anywhere by insisting but pissing Yuri off. At least, Flynn was glad to learn Yuri was not holding feelings towards anyone. It was very selfish of him to think that way, but he could not help it.
As Yuri asked, they changed the topic of the conversation and they chatted quietly about various things. At some point, their meals arrived and they ate slowly, enjoying their conversation.
"Hey, Flynn," Yuri asked at some point.
The blonde smiled at his friend. "Yes?" he said, encouraging Yuri to speak his mind. Yuri picked absentmindedly in his plate.
"I was wondering... You never told me what you wanted to do with your life," he asked with curiosity. Flynn seemed bothered by the question, but he still answered.
"I guess I want to take over my parent's business," he answered evasively.
The truth was that Flynn did not want that at all. In fact, he had no idea what he wanted to do, but he knew that his parents would be disappointed if he did not take over their business. It was only natural that he would work in that way.
Yuri put his chin in his palm and looked closely at Flynn. The latter noticed his friend's staring. He was about to ask Yuri what the matter was when the raven haired male beat him to it.
"You don't really want to do that, don't you?" he said in a gentle tone.
Flynn's eyes widened. "How –" he began, but Yuri interrupted him.
"Come on, it's written all over your face. What do you want to do?" Yuri asked.
Flynn was taken aback by that. He took a sip of his glass of wine. He thought about what Yuri just asked, but he was coming up empty.
"I... don't really know," the blonde answered truthfully. He was so used doing what the others wanted that he forgot about what he really wanted in the end.
Yuri seemed thoughtful for a moment. Then, his eyes lit up.
"How about you become an illustrator? Did you think about that? With your talent, you could make a living out of it," the raven haired male said. Flynn's eyes widened and he blushed a little.
"I-I don't think I'm that good," he said.
Yuri shook his head. "You are! I saw your drawings and even I can tell you're very talented," Yuri insisted.
A pleased smile appeared on the blonde's lips. He was not used to being complimented like that, but it was even more pleasant coming from Yuri.
"Thank you. I'll think about it," he said softly. Yuri was pleased by his answer.
After the main course, Yuri ordered a dessert. When it arrived, Flynn smiled at the way the raven haired male's eyes lit up at the sight of his chocolate mousse. He looked so much like a kid when he was eating sweets. It was so cute. Flynn noticed he was staring only when the lovely gray eyes of his friend were on him.
The blonde averted his eyes and shook those thoughts out of his mind. By doing so, his mind wandered somewhere else and his smile waned at it. Yuri noticed. He stopped eating and frowned.
"Flynn? Is something wrong?" he asked.
The blonde turned his eyes back on his friend and he seemed to hesitate between talking and keeping silent. He finally decided to speak.
"Yuri, I've been meaning to ask you this for a while now. It's fine if you don't want to tell me, though. I'll understand," Flynn said seriously.
Yuri understood it was not a topic he would like. He put down his fork and stared silently at his friend, waiting for him to speak his mind.
Flynn managed to gather the courage to ask. "How... how did the rumors about you started?" he whispered with apprehension.
Yuri stiffened in a second and he averted his eyes. He was clearly upset.
"I can't believe you'd ask me that," he said in a hurt tone. He made a move to get up, but Flynn gently caught his wrist.
"Please Yuri, don't go. I know it's a touchy subject for you. But I ... I just want to know everything about you. I want you to trust me enough to tell me anything. In exchange, you can know anything you want about me," Flynn said in a serious tone.
Yuri stared at him, hurt shining in his eyes. Flynn never looked away from those eyes that reflected the wound engraved deep into his friend's soul. He did not want to look away. He wanted Yuri to know he was serious.
After a while, Yuri settled back into his chair and Flynn released his friend's wrist. Yuri looked to the side and bit his lip nervously. Flynn felt suddenly bad for putting Yuri in that state. He was about to tell his friend to forget about it when the dark haired male spoke in barely a hurt whisper.
"I never told anyone this before." The gray eyes were back on Flynn, who was staring silently at Yuri. Flynn waited for his friend to keep on talking, because he knew by now that Yuri would tell him.
Yuri collected his thoughts and he resumed picking his fork in his dessert, even though he did not take a bite of it. His appetite was gone. He dropped his fork with a disgusted expression on his face.
Yuri sighed. "I told you the rumors started when I was sixteen, right?" he began in a low tone.
Flynn nodded. Yuri turned his face to look outside as he recalled the hated memories. He could not bring himself to look straight at Flynn as he did so.
"I was in high school at the time. I met a guy that was going in college. He was nineteen. I was naive and inexperienced, and he took advantage of it. He was my first. My first love; my first boyfriend; the first one with whom I had sex." Yuri paused and closed his eyes as he painfully remembered everything he felt at the time.
"He was really sweet with me. He told me he loved me and that he was willing to wait until I was ready before we made love. I believed every lie he spit to my face. I was so stupid," he whispered painfully.
Flynn wanted to deny Yuri's words, but he felt that if he said something now, Yuri would lose the nerve to tell the rest of the story. He forced himself to keep silent.
Yuri went on. "We were dating for three months. For me, it felt like longer a time. I was really happy for the first time in my life since my parents had passed away. But one day, it all shattered. He invited me over to his apartment. This was nothing new; we used to hang out there and just make out. But that time, he wanted to take things further. I told him I wanted to, but that I wasn't ready yet. But he... he didn't listen to me."
Yuri had to stop there as he tried to chase the feelings away. He felt he was back there once again; he could hear himself telling his ex-boyfriend no; he could feel the fear as he took him against his will. He remembered the atrocious pain as he forced himself inside of Yuri, without gentleness. Yuri remembered stifling his screams of pain and fighting the tears that threatened to fall from his eyes. Back then, as it was his first time, Yuri figured it was supposed to be this way for the bottom partner; painful. He understood later that it was not the case.
Flynn felt a cold horror wash over his entire being as he understood what Yuri was implying. He really hoped it was not what he thought. Yuri seemed to regain his composure a little.
"When it was over, he thanked me and said it was over between us. He told me he was lying when he said he loved me and he was only after me for a good fuck. He told me to get out of his apartment and that was the last I saw of him," Yuri whispered in a pained voice.
The pain he felt back then at the rejection flared inside his chest again. It never really did left him. He had given his heart for the first time and it had been cruelly torn apart. Yuri understood it was the greatest pain one could feel. The pain of being taken against his will was nothing compared to it.
"The rumors started soon after. He was the one responsible for it. He told everyone how a good fuck I was and that I was ready to sleep with everyone who asked. It's getting around since then, even if nothing in that is true," Yuri concluded in an ironic tone. He finally found the courage to look at Flynn.
The blonde was visibly shaking from anger and horror. Yuri did not say anything, but he was stunned by his friend's reaction. Flynn finally managed to speak, trying to keep his anger in check.
"The bastard!" he spat out with such poison that Yuri was taken aback by it.
"How could he use your feelings like that and – and just..." Flynn was too angry to finish his sentence. Yuri shrugged his shoulders, a miserable expression plastered on his face.
"It's in the past now. Don't sweat over it," he said quietly.
Distress washed over Flynn's face. "No, it's not okay, Yuri! He hurt you and he used you! You've been suffering from this for the past five years, haven't you?" he said.
The pain that filled Yuri's eyes spoke for him. Flynn's expression darkened even more.
"Did you report what happened back then?" he asked in a dark tone.
Yuri frowned. "No. Why?" he asked with confusion.
Flynn's gaze never left his friend. "... You do realize he raped you, don't you?" he said in a serious voice. Yuri felt his breath itch in his throat at Flynn's words.
"No, he didn't. It's not the same thing. I-I wanted it," Yuri denied with a white voice.
Flynn's unwavering gaze seemed to bore into Yuri in an uncomfortable fashion. "Did you say no at some point? Did you tell him to stop?" Flynn continued in an implacable way.
Memories flashed again into Yuri's mind. His own voice back then came back with a disconcerting clarity.
"Stop it, it hurts!" Yuri began to shake without even realizing it. "No, I told you, I'm not ready for that yet!"
Then, words flowed out from his lips without his consent; "Yeah. I told him to stop."
Yuri finally realized what happened at the same time those words left his lips. He had blocked his mind from seeing the truth, but Flynn made him see it; he was raped by someone he had loved and trusted. He had known it all along, but Yuri had kept it locked inside to prevent himself from breaking down, which was now threatening to happen.
This is why Yuri did not want to tell Flynn what happened; he wanted to keep lying to himself; he wanted to keep pretending everything was okay as long as he prevented something like that from happening again. But he was hurt badly mentally, and no amount of denying would change it.
Flynn saw his friend's face pale visibly and his body start shaking. The blonde quickly called the waiter and asked for the bill. Flynn paid for both of them and he quickly put on his coat. He watched Yuri closely as he put on his own coat with shaking hands. When it was done Flynn gently took hold of Yuri's hand, not caring about the fact that it was an intimate gesture. He wanted to give some sort of comfort to his friend.
Yuri did not seem to care as he squeezed Flynn's hand tightly. The blonde gently guided Yuri out of the restaurant and into the cold air outside. Once they were outside, Yuri leaned his back against the restaurant's wall and he tried to slow his too fast breathing. This was just too much. He could not calm down! He was seeing him again, looking down on him and hurting him! Defiling him, dirtying him, breaking him...
Soft but firm hands took hold of Yuri's face, making him jump out of his skin. Yuri wanted to get away, but he soon saw the calming blue eyes of Flynn looking at him from very close. Flynn leaned his forehead against Yuri's and his soothing gaze bore deep into Yuri's distressed one.
"Yuri, calm down. You're here with me. There's no one left to hurt you anymore. I won't let anyone hurt you anymore," Flynn whispered gentle, soothing words to his friend.
His heart ached seeing his loved one in such pain, and knowing he was holding it back all those years. Flynn pushed his anger aside, wanting to concentrate only on Yuri. He was distressed; he needed his help.
Yuri closed his eyes and tried to concentrate on the feeling of Flynn close to him, touching his skin. He could hear the blonde whispering soothing words to him, trying to calm him. When Flynn saw that it was not working, one of his hands left Yuri's face and went into his friend's hair. He slowly caressed the black strands. That seemed to do the trick. Yuri gradually calmed down. When he was calm enough, Flynn sought his friend's eyes again.
"Yuri... I'm sorry. I didn't mean to put you through this. I'm horrible," he whispered with guilt. The raven haired male shook his head and an ironic smile graced his lips.
"No, it's not your fault if I'm fucked up. I'm sorry I'm always such a drag," he said in a tired way. Flynn pulled away a little and shook his head.
"Even if you were, I wouldn't mind. Hell, if I minded, I would have run away from you a long time ago. Just by looking at you, it screams "trouble", Flynn said, trying to lighten the mood of his friend.
It worked. Yuri laughed a little and the sound of it warmed Flynn's heart. He would give everything he could to always see him smile and laugh. Flynn sighed and regained his serious.
"Are you okay, Yuri?" Flynn asked. Yuri pushed himself away from the wall and nodded.
"Yeah, don't worry, I'll manage. I'm tired, so I think I'll go home," he answered quietly.
An awkward silence fell over the two friends. They were still too close for Yuri's taste. Flynn was starting to feel nervous too.
"Hum, do you want me to walk you home?" he proposed, which earned the blonde a soft glare.
"No thanks. I'm not a girl, Flynn. I can go home alone," he assured his friend.
Flynn chuckled. "True, but just so you know, the offer still stands," he said once he regained his serious.
Yuri smiled weakly at his friend. "Okay. Thanks, Flynn. See you tomorrow," he said and waved Flynn goodbye as he began to walk away.
The blonde looked at his friend's retreating back with a sad smiled stretched across his lips.
"Judith, I don't think that's even legal," Estelle squeaked quietly, watching her friend as she spied on their two male friends outside of the restaurant.
The two girls were hiding around the corner of a building on the other side of the street, watching the exchange between Flynn and Yuri. Judith shushed her and kept her attention solely on her two friends.
"Don't worry Estelle. As long as they don't know, we're safe," Judith whispered excitedly.
She could not hear what they were saying, but it seemed to be a serious matter. Now she was waiting impatiently for something more physical to happen.
It was a figure of speech to say she was disappointed when she saw Yuri part ways with Flynn without so much as a goodbye kiss. She whined in displeasure.
"What happened? I can't believe my great plan failed! Estelle, we'll have to try something else. There is still time before Valentine's Day," she said with conviction as she turned around to the pink haired girl, who looked utterly horrified to be once again involved in her friend's evil plans.
"What? You're saying Flynn is locked inside the janitor's closet?" Yuri repeated Estelle's words unbelievingly.
Estelle nodded, telling him he had heard right. A second later, Yuri burst out laughing as he imagined the blonde cramped in that closet, calling for help. Oh, he was so going to laugh at him for a long time! Yuri managed to stop laughing after a while.
"How did he manage to lock himself in there?" Yuri asked his friend, wiping the tears out from his eyes.
Estelle fidgeted, which told the girl was nervous. Yuri frowned at that. But before he could ask about it, Estelle spoke.
"I don't know. I was walking in front of it when I heard Flynn call for help. I tried to find the janitor, but I was told he hasn't begin his shift yet. I don't know what to do," she said with a quiet voice.
Yuri smirked. "Then you came to the right person. I'll get him out of there, don't worry," Yuri said with amusement.
Yuri found odd that Estelle did not seem relieved to hear his answer; instead, she looked even more uneasy.
"Thank you! Um, I have to go. I have a class starting in a few minutes. Good luck!" she exclaimed before practically running away.
Weird, Yuri thought. He shrugged his shoulders and began to walk slowly in the direction of the janitor's closet, all the while chuckling to himself.
When Yuri arrived at destination, he smiled wickedly as he stared at the closed door of the closet.
"Hey, man. How did you manage to get yourself trapped in there?" Yuri asked with great amusement.
It was not long before he heard an answer coming from the other side of the door.
"Yuri? Thank God! Could you help me here? I was walking in front of the open closet when someone pushed me inside. I didn't see who did it, but the person locked the door after I was in. Now I – hey! Stop laughing, it's not funny!" the blonde's hissing voice travelled through the door.
Yuri could not stop chuckling. "You know, I think I should leave you in there. Anyway, I have a class to attend to and I wouldn't want to be late," Yuri teased.
Not a second later, Flynn's voice reached him again.
"Don't you dare, Yuri! Open that door, or I'll kick your ass when I'm out! I'm not joking," he threatened and Yuri found the blonde could be quite convincing when he wanted.
"Yikes, scary! Since I'm so kind, I'll help you out. Hold on for a minute," Yuri said with amusement.
Silence answered him and he knew Flynn was waiting for him to open the door. Bringing a hand to his hair, Yuri took two pins out of it. He squatted in front of the handle. Putting a pin in his mouth, Yuri took the other and inserted it in the hole in the knob. He began to try and pick the lock. The first pin bent, making it useless. Yuri tried with the other one. After some time, he heard a clicking sound meaning he succeeded in unlocking the door.
"There! Got it!" the raven haired male exclaimed with satisfaction.
He was not aware that someone was observing him from a classroom across the hallway since his arrival in front of the closet. Yuri opened the door and was met by the sight of Flynn standing in the cramped closet. The blonde sighed in relief, not even minding his friend's teasing smirk.
"Thank you, Yuri. I –" Flynn's eyes widened when he caught sight of movement behind Yuri, but he did not have time to warn his friend.
Yuri felt someone push him roughly and he stumbled forward into the closet, right into his friend. A second later, the closet's door closed harshly and the two friends heard the lock go back in place. Yuri tried to push himself away from Flynn, but he soon found out that there was almost no space left between his back and the door.
The closet was too small and full of stock, which did not allow the two friends to move much around. Yuri had no choice but to lean against Flynn's chest. His cheeks flushed out of embarrassment at their closeness and he was glad it was too dark in there. Flynn could not see it.
"Did you see who pushed me in here?" Yuri seethed in anger.
Flynn frowned. "I... think it was Judith," he answered hesitantly.
It happened so fast that he was not sure, but he had caught a glimpse of blue hair. There was not a lot of students having that unusual hair color.
Yuri gritted his teeth in anger. "Judith, I swear, if you don't get us out of here right now, I'm going to hunt you down and make you regret it!" he exclaimed with anger.
There was no response from the other side, but Yuri was sure Judith was not far and that she could hear him.
Flynn sighed. "Don't even bother, Yuri. It seems we're stuck here for the time being," the blonde said quietly.
Yuri fell silent and realized that he was still leaning against his friend. He tried again to put some distance between them, but it was no use. He also realized he was in a bad position. Being this close to Flynn was making his body go hot. He could feel Flynn's hot breath against his neck, sending shivers through his body. Yuri's skin was slowly getting hot and he hoped Flynn could not feel it.
The blonde was pretty much in the same flustered state. He thought he would go crazy before long. Yuri's hair was tickling his cheek and the raven haired male's body was pressed fully against him. Flynn could feel the fast beating of his heart at Yuri's proximity. He smelled Yuri's sweet scent and his lips were much too close to his friend's neck. He could almost touch and taste that alluring skin... No, no, no! What was he thinking! Flynn tried to calm his urges, but it was a difficult task as his senses were overwhelmed by Yuri. God, Judith was evil...
Yuri chuckled nervously. "This is an awkward position," he said with humor.
He did not dare move since it could trigger an unwanted and embarrassing reaction out of him. Flynn sighed.
"Yeah. Um, do you think you can reach something behind me that could help us open the door?" Flynn suggested.
Yuri sighed too. "I doubt it, Flynn. Even if there was something, we wouldn't have much space to use it," he said quietly.
Flynn cursed and moved to get a hold of the door knob and try to force it open. Yuri's breath itched in his throat as Flynn's movement caused an embarrassing reaction out of him. Yuri pushed his back against the door and his skin flared up. Flynn noticed his friend's reaction. He frowned.
"Yuri? Are you okay?" he said with concern.
The blonde was so close that he could feel the heat coming from Yuri's flushed face. He wondered what could have caused such a reaction. Curious, Flynn moved again and it earned him the same kind of reaction from Yuri. The raven haired male's hands clenched tightly at his sides as he bit down on his lip to stop any sound to pass his lips.
It finally dawned on Flynn. Wait a minute... Was Yuri... aroused? It would not be surprising due to their awkward position and how they were touching each other. Furthermore, Flynn knew Yuri was into guys, so it would be a normal reaction to become aroused at such a close contact. A wide smile stretched across Flynn's lips. It was payback time for Yuri laughing at him earlier. Flynn leaned his arm against the door and pressed even closer against his friend as he resumed trying to open the door. Shivers ran through the raven haired male at his actions.
"Wh-what are you doing?" Yuri asked with a tremor in his voice.
Flynn's smirk widened even more as he knew Yuri could not see it. The blonde leaned his face closer to Yuri's ear and his breath tickled his friend's skin.
"I'm trying to open the door, what else?" he answered innocently. Flynn knew it was no use, but it was a good excuse to torture his friend.
Yuri felt his self-control quickly slip away from him. Was Flynn doing it on purpose? God, he could not take it! Yuri just wanted to say "fuck it all" and kiss his friend right here, right now. He could not take that tension anymore. They had to get out of there or Yuri would not be responsible for his actions. A soft moan was torn from his throat without his consent when Flynn's hand brushed his sensitive neck.
"S-Stop moving!" Yuri hissed with agitation.
This time, Flynn agreed with Yuri. When he heard the alluring moan Yuri made, he felt his plan backfire at him as he too was beginning to get aroused. He stopped moving, because he knew things would get out of hand if he was to hear another sound pass his friend's lips. Even when he stopped moving, he still had trouble keeping control of himself. This closeness was maddening. Flynn could not clearly see Yuri's face, but he was sure it was flushed as he could feel the heat coming from his skin.
A long time passed while both friends kept silent. They both feared what would result of them saying something. Eventually, Flynn could not stand it at some point. He had to say something or else he would go crazy because of this silence full of tension.
"Yuri, I –" he was interrupted by the sound of footsteps coming their way.
They were about to shout for help when something was inserted in the doorknob and the sound of the door being unlocked resounded. The door opened and both friends lost their balance as they were leaning against it. Yuri fell on the ground on his back with Flynn on top of him. They both looked up only to stare at the severe face of the janitor, who was wondering what the hell they were doing in his closet. Flynn and Yuri smiled nervously at the man.
The janitor's expression told them they better have a good explanation for being locked in there.
Judith was sulking. Estelle tried her best to lift her spirits, but it was not working. Today was Valentine's Day, and her plans of getting her two friends together fell flat. After the plan with the closet, Judith had to flee from Yuri for an entire day to avoid his wrath.
Once he calmed down, he made it clear to her that it would be in her best interest to not meddle into their affairs anymore. Normally, Judith did not listen to him, but the threat in his voice was real this time. She had then given up on trying matching them up. They were both idiots who did not even realize they held the same feelings towards each other. It was frustrating to see.
"Come on, Judith. If they are really meant to be together, it will happen without our help," Estelle said, trying to get her friend to see reason.
It was useless. They were at the rehearsal and the two girls were seated in the audience. Judith did not even have the heart to listen to the rehearsal, even if it was Flynn and Yuri on stage.
"But I wanted them to be together for Valentine's Day!" she said in a whining tone. The blue haired girl sighed.
It seems she would have to get used to the fact that her two friends were total, clueless idiots.
"Come on, Flynn, aren't we going to do something already? I'm bored!" Yuri whined. Flynn was sitting at his desk, doing homework. He sighed.
"No, because I'm busy and you decided to come at my house uninvited," Flynn answered distractedly.
After the rehearsal that day, Yuri decided to follow Flynn home even if the blonde did not invite him. Flynn got used to it, since it was something Yuri usually did lately. The raven haired male was hanging out much more with Flynn since he quit the host club. He said that Flynn had to put up with him since it was his fault Yuri was bored and had too much free time on his hands.
Silence fell back into the room and the blonde thought Yuri understood the message. He was proven wrong a moment later. A weight fell on his head and against his back. Flynn quickly understood Yuri had dropped his chin on the top of his head and was leaning against him since he could feel his friend's hair tickle the back of his head and his neck. Flynn frowned at that.
"Yuri? What are you doing?" Flynn asked in an exasperated tone.
"Bothering you?" Yuri suggested from above. Flynn shook his head and sighed. He decided to ignore his friend's antics and went back to work.
However, he found it difficult to ignore Yuri again when a pair of soft hands dropped on his shoulders and trailed a slow way down the front of his shirt. Flynn stiffened.
What is he doing? The blonde could not bring himself to ask it out loud. His mind was drawing a blank as those hands were trailing a delicious trail of fire down his chest, lower and lower... Flynn finally snapped himself out of his trance as he understood Yuri's intentions. He quickly pulled his homework away from Yuri's reach. The latter cursed and his hands left Flynn as suddenly as they came.
"Shoot! And I was so close too!" he said with frustration. Flynn shook his head in disapproval and turned around to face his childish friend.
"You're unbelievable! What will it take you to leave me alone for thirty minutes? Are you such a kid that you need attention twenty four hours a day?" Flynn asked. Yuri pouted, which did not change Flynn's opinion.
"I'm not a kid! It's you who's always so serious!" he replied, still pouting.
Flynn sighed. Yuri would never change. In that case, Flynn would have to use his secret weapon again. The blonde grabbed his bag of candies and took a handful of them that he threw at Yuri. The raven haired male's face lit up at the sweets now in his hands.
Flynn looked seriously at his friend. "Now, will you leave me alone for thirty minutes?" he asked.
Yuri plopped down on Flynn's bed and unwrapped the first candy.
"It depends of how long it takes me to eat these," he answered distractedly as all his attention was on unwrapping the candy. Flynn hid the smile that threatened to stretch across his lips.
"Take your time, then," he answered as he went back to his work.
As Yuri was sitting on Flynn's bed with nothing to do but eat the candies, his gaze traveled around Flynn's neat room. His eyes were attracted on something lying on the bed table; Flynn's sketchbook. Yuri threw a look at Flynn and saw that his friend was deeply concentrated on his work. Satisfied, Yuri extended his hand and quickly grabbed the sketchbook. He opened it and silently looked through the drawings. There were several new ones since the last time he looked through it. Yuri was once again amazed by the blonde's talent.
Yuri turned another page and froze at what he saw. His eyes widened and he was left speechless. Was that... him? Yes, it was! Yuri was looking at a drawing of himself! The drawing pictured Yuri standing behind a kitchen counter and making food. When did Flynn do it? Yuri did not remember when it could have happened... Oh. His memory suddenly came back. It looked like the first time Yuri went to Flynn's home. The blonde must have done it while Yuri was making dinner.
The drawing was stunning. Is that how Flynn was seeing him? Somehow, Yuri felt his cheeks burn as a pleasant sensation overwhelmed him. Embarrassed by what he saw, Yuri turned the page to look at another drawing and a folded sheet of paper fell out of the sketchbook. Curious, Yuri took it and unfolded it. His cheeks burned up even more at what he saw. It was another drawing of him, but this time Yuri did not know when Flynn drew it. Yuri was sleeping with a peaceful smile on his face, seemingly lying on his bed.
This was just too much for Yuri. He could not explain how it made him feel inside. The way Flynn saw him was just too much; the drawings reflected a perfect image of him. Yuri quickly closed the sketchbook and put it back in place. He rose from the bed, and the sound gained Flynn's attention. The blonde turned his head around and frowned.
"Yuri?" he questioned, confused. He was not sure, but he thought he saw a faint blush cover his friend's cheeks. What the...?
"Um, I'm sorry, but I have to go. I forgot I had something to do," Yuri said in a flustered tone.
Flynn was even more confused. He did not even have time to place a word that Yuri was waving him goodbye and leaving his room. Long after he was gone, Flynn was still wondering what just happened.
Flynn was standing in front of Yuri's door, wondering if he should really bother his friend at such a late hour. However, after the evening he just went through, he needed to see his friend. Since it was Valentine's Day, Flynn's parents decided to organize a date for him with a complete stranger. They thought it would be a good idea, since Flynn was single for a long time now.
Flynn found himself accepting as he did not want to disappoint his parents by not going, even if he loathed it. The date had been disastrous. The girl his parents presented him was haughty and spoiled. Flynn disliked her at the first sight. When they had gone to the restaurant his parents had made a reservation at, he found out she was also shallow, only talking about superficial things. Flynn's mind wandered many times towards Yuri, wondering what the raven haired male was doing, alone in his apartment.
After the restaurant, the girl had wanted to take a walk in a park that was nearby. That was when the true nightmare began. She clung to him and whispered seductive words to him, hoping to get Flynn under her charm. It did not work. Flynn did not want of a superficial girl that wanted him only to get to his family's money. He wanted Yuri. He wanted someone that was honest with him and that was willing to show Flynn every aspect of him.
When the girl had tried to kiss him, it was the cherry on top of the cake. Flynn had declined her politely and offered to take her home. She refused as Flynn hurt her pride. It was her loss and certainly not Flynn's. The blonde thought about returning home and brood about the bad evening he went through, but somehow, his feet took him in front of Yuri's apartment. It was near ten and Flynn felt bad for coming to visit his friend at such an hour, but he felt the irrational urge to see him. Listening closely, the blonde could hear sounds coming from his friend's apartment. At least he was not asleep. Flynn finally knocked against the door.
A few seconds later, it opened, revealing a Yuri wearing an apron and with some chocolate staining his cheek. The raven haired male looked at Flynn with surprise written all over his face.
"Flynn! What are you doing here?" Yuri asked with surprise. The blonde smiled at his friend, scratching the back of his head in an embarrassed gesture.
"Well, I just kind of felt like seeing you. But, you seem busy, so..." Flynn said and was about to turn around when Yuri made a step aside.
"No, come in. I was just doing some baking," he said.
Flynn took the invitation and entered the apartment. A sweet smell reached his nose and whatever sweets Yuri was making was surely really good. Flynn took off his coat and looked at the TV that was playing in the background. Flynn raised an eyebrow at his friend.
"A horror movie? Isn't this Valentine's Day?" Flynn asked, amused. Yuri pulled a disgusted expression.
"I don't care about Valentine's crap. If it was only for me, it wouldn't even exist," the raven haired male said as he returned to the kitchen. Flynn smiled at that. It was so like him.
When he finished putting his coat away, the blonde followed his friend into the kitchen. Yuri was mixing what seemed to be a cake preparation. Flynn looked over Yuri's shoulder.
"Are you making a new cake?" he asked. Yuri did not turn his face to the side as it flushed a little at his friend's proximity.
"Yeah," he answered evasively.
The truth was, when Yuri discovered those drawings about him, he was so touched that he wanted to do something for Flynn in return. He decided to bake a new kind of cake for him. Yuri knew Flynn did not have a sweet tooth so much, but he always savored Yuri's cooking, no matter what it was. Now that the blonde was here, Yuri did not want to tell him the cake was for him.
As he was lost in his thoughts, Yuri almost missed Flynn extending a hand to take a swipe of the chocolate preparation. The raven haired male quickly pulled the bowl away and frowned at his friend.
"Hey, get your hands out of my cake, thank you," he said seriously. Flynn threw a pleading expression at his friend.
"Come on, Yuri; I just want to taste it a little," he said. Yuri shook his head and his frown turned into a glare.
"No way. You'll have to wait until it's finished," he replied in a firm tone.
Flynn's expression turned determined and Yuri knew he was not about to abandon, but he did not expect the blonde's next move.
With the tip of his finger, Flynn took a swipe of the chocolate on Yuri's cheek and brought it to his mouth. Yuri's eyes widened and his cheek burned where Flynn touched his skin. He looked as Flynn inserted his chocolate coated finger into his mouth and hummed at the flavour that touched his palate. Like always, it was delicious.
There was a subtle taste of strawberries, Flynn's favourite fruit. The blonde found himself wanting to taste more. He did not notice the look on Yuri's face. He reached for the bowl and managed to grab it this time as Yuri was still shocked by his earlier move. Yuri finally snapped out of his trance. He latched at the bowl, but it was Flynn's turn to keep it out of his reach. Yuri growled in annoyance.
"Hey, give it back to me!" he exclaimed.
Flynn did not answer. Instead, he made a move to plunge his finger into the sweet preparation. That was enough to get Yuri going.
"Oh no, you won't!" he said and lunged at Flynn. The latter laughed and ran away towards the living room. Yuri cursed loudly and chased after Flynn.
Yuri did not find it funny at all. Still holding the spoon full of chocolate, he tried to catch Flynn and get his bowl back. However, the blond was circling the couch and did not make his task an easy one. Yuri cursed again and circled the couch another time to catch his friend. This time, Flynn did not move from his spot.
When Yuri was upon him, the blonde's free arm wrapped around the raven haired male's waist and he lifted him from the ground before dropping him on the couch. However, Yuri had gripped Flynn's shoulders, and he made him take the fall with him with a surprised cry. Fortunately, Flynn managed not to spill the contents of the bowl. Unfortunately, as Yuri made him trip, the blonde found himself half on top of Yuri on the couch, staring down at his friend from only a few inches apart.
They stared at each other, completely unmoving. Flynn's heart began to beat faster in his chest. Yuri looked so good like that, with his dark hair splayed on the couch and his eyes only half opened... God, Flynn wanted to kiss his friend so much right now! He would just have to close the short distance between them and he could taste those soft lips again... It was even more tempting when those lips stretched into a seductive smile. Flynn's heart leapt when he heard Yuri whisper his name. Another one of those whispers and Flynn would not be able to control himself anymore...
The next thing Flynn knew, Yuri stuck the spoon full of chocolate against his cheek, breaking his love-struck state. Flynn had no reaction for many seconds as he heard Yuri chuckle. When the blonde finally grasped what just happened, a light of challenge appeared in his eyes as he grabbed the bowl, lying forgotten on the ground. A sly smile appeared on his face and he took great joy in seeing an apprehensive expression appear on Yuri's face.
They found out later that doing a chocolate battle was not a great idea. Chocolate had the tendency to stain and was quite sticky. They had much less fun trying to clean the raven haired male's apartment. Flynn also found out that getting chocolate in Yuri's hair was a good way to get kicked out of his friend's apartment. Flynn managed to calm Yuri only by the promise of treating him to expensive sweets. When they finished cleaning, they settled in front of the TV and watched some horror movies that were so bad that they could not help but laugh through it all.
Flynn thought this was a much better way to spend Valentine's Day.
"Guys, you do realize we present the play in three months, right?" Raven said as he looked at the troupe seated in front of him.
The students nodded, but stayed silent as they knew their director was agitated. He was pacing on the stage in front of everyone.
"Well, as things stand now, you won't be ready to present it," he said in a serious tone.
Murmurs were heard between the students. Raven sighed and stopped his pacing.
"I can't schedule more rehearsals since we already have one each day of the week. So I'd like you all to take some of your personal time to practice your text. That way, we'll be able to focus more on the presentation in rehearsal. I know you already have your hands full with your classes, but we don't really have a choice," the director explained.
It was met with some complaints, but most of the students understood they would not have a choice in the matter if they wanted to be ready to present the play.
When Raven finally let them go, Flynn and Yuri left the rehearsal room together. Flynn turned towards his friend.
"Hey, Yuri. Do you want us to begin practicing together right now?" he asked.
Yuri sighed. "We really have to, don't we?" he said with a pout.
Flynn chuckled. "I'm afraid so," Flynn answered.
Yuri sighed again. "Okay. Let's go to my place," he said in a bored fashion as he walked ahead. Flynn followed him with a soft smile on his lips.
When they were in Yuri's apartment, they took seats side by side on the couch and took out their texts that they put on the lounge table. They knew it pretty much by heart by now, but it could still come in handy if they drew blanks.
"Okay, which scene do you want to practice?" Yuri asked his friend.
He did not know why, but he felt a little nervous right now. Maybe because it was the first time he and Flynn were practicing all alone. It just felt... different somehow. Flynn looked through the script.
"We could do the balcony scene. It's been a while since we last practiced it," he said.
Yuri winced at his friend's choice. It was one of the most difficult scenes for him to do as the things he had to say were so embarrassing.
"Okay, let's do that," he agreed half heartedly.
Since Flynn was the first to talk, Yuri settled more comfortably against the couch and waited for his friend to begin. Flynn closed his eyes, gathering his concentration. Yuri noticed he was always doing that. It helped him get into his character.
A few seconds later, Flynn opened his eyes again and told the first line of the scene. It began with Romeo wandering around Juliet's mansion after the party that had been thrown by her parents.
"It's easy for someone to joke about scars if they've never been cut," Flynn whispered with bitterness.
His gaze was travelling around as his character Romeo was talking ill of one of his friends as he walked aimlessly.
Then, Flynn's gaze fell on Yuri as Romeo noticed Juliet coming out on her balcony. Yuri's heart beat faster when Flynn's burning gaze settled on him.
"But wait, what's that light in the window over there? It is the east, and Juliet is the sun. Rise up, beautiful sun, and kill the jealous moon. The moon is already sick and pale with grief because you, Juliet, her maid, are more beautiful than she," Flynn whispered in a fascinated and loving voice.
Yuri felt his cheeks burn up a little at the intensity Flynn was showing. Yuri knew he was only playing a character, but it felt so real... The dark haired male was being entranced by his friend's words in a way he never was before.
"Don't be her maid, because she is jealous. Virginity makes her look sick and green. Only fools hold on to their virginity. Let it go. Oh, there's my lady! Oh, it is my love. Oh, I wish she knew how much I love her. She's talking, but she's not saying anything. So what? Her eyes are saying something. I will answer them. I am too bold. She's not talking to me. Two of the brightest stars in the whole sky had to go away on business, and they're asking her eyes to twinkle in their places until they return. What if her eyes were in the sky and the stars were in her head?—The brightness of her cheeks would outshine the stars the way the sun outshines a lamp. If her eyes were in the night sky, they would shine so brightly through space that birds would start singing, thinking her light was the light of day. Look how she leans her hand on her cheek. Oh, I wish I was the glove on that hand so that I could touch that cheek," Flynn finished his monologue, his eyes never leaving Yuri's.
The blonde saw something waver in those beautiful gray eyes. His own heart beat faster and without him even noticing, he shifted slightly closer to Yuri.
Yuri snapped himself out of his trance as he knew it was his time to talk.
"Oh, my!" he exclaimed with an edge of desperation.
Yuri would have felt ridiculous normally, but right now, it was different. He was almost not aware of the things he was saying as he was too focused on Flynn. The latter gasped in deep entrancement as Romeo was taken by the sight of Juliet. Or was it only Flynn hypnotized by Yuri in this single moment?
"She speaks. Oh, speak again, bright angel. You are as glorious as an angel tonight. You shine above me, like a winged messenger from heaven who makes mortal men fall on their backs to look up at the sky, watching the angel walking on the clouds and sailing on the air." Flynn's voice was no more than a loving whisper now, sending shivers through Yuri's entire body.
What was happening? Why did Yuri feel like Flynn was talking directly to him? Why did he feel like his friend could see right through him, deep into his soul? They could not tear their gazes apart, as if doing so would shatter the moment.
"Oh, Romeo, Romeo, why do you have to be Romeo? Forget about your father and change your name. Or else, if you won't change your name, just swear you love me and I'll stop being a Capulet," Yuri said in a pleading whisper.
His voice was trembling under the sensations he felt. Flynn's burning gaze was almost too much to bear.
Flynn moved even closer and he heard Yuri's shaky intake of breath. "Should I listen for more, or should I speak now?" the blonde said to himself.
Yuri did not let him the time to ponder as he talked again, his voice filled with longing; "It's only your name that's my enemy. You'd still be yourself even if you stopped being a Montague. What's a Montague anyway? It isn't a hand, a foot, an arm, a face, or any other part of a man. Oh, be some other name! What does a name mean? The thing we call a rose would smell just as sweet if we called it by any other name. Romeo would be just as perfect even if he wasn't called Romeo. Romeo, lose your name. Trade in your name—which really has nothing to do with you—and take all of me in exchange."
Those last whispered words broke the dam on Flynn's desire. Take all of me in exchange. The blonde's eyes left Yuri's only to fall on his friend's soft lips. For the first time since a long time, Flynn let himself act on his desires. His hand rose from his lap and gently caressed Yuri's cheek. Before Yuri could react, Flynn leaned in, claiming his friend's lips in a needy kiss. Yuri gasped in surprise at the unexpected contact. He was so shocked that he did not respond to the kiss and his body grew rigid. However, that single touch started a fire inside of him, burning him deliciously.
When he realized Yuri was not returning the kiss, Flynn broke the contact, feeling dread, horror, and pain grip his heart. He was so lost in the moment that he did not even thought about what he was doing. How stupid could he be? It was clear now that Yuri did not share the same feelings. He should have made sure of that before kissing him! The last thing he wanted was to push his friend away.
Flynn opened his eyes with resignation and stared right into Yuri's, gleaming with confusion and other emotions that he could not decipher right now. They were still close, enough so that Flynn could easily taste those lips again if he wanted to. Flynn resisted the temptation and kept silent, waiting for Yuri's rejection.
The raven haired male finally regained his voice. "That – that wasn't in the script," he said in a shaking voice. A resigned expression appeared on the blonde's face.
"No. I'm sorry. I acted on the spur of the moment. I didn't mean to –" Flynn's eyes widened when he was interrupted by a pair of soft lips covering his own in a heated kiss.
What was happening? Yuri was kissing him? Flynn thought he was dreaming until he felt two arms circle his neck and his friend's eager body press fully against him. Happiness and lust flared inside Flynn and he decided to throw his reason out the window. One of his arms wrapped around Yuri's waist, keeping the raven haired male pressed against him. He brought his other hand up and buried it into Yuri's hair, deftly untying it to let it fall freely on his friend's shoulders. Flynn moved his lips in rhythm with Yuri, drowning in the sensations Yuri's warm body offered him. He could not believe what was happening, but he would take advantage of it.
Yuri felt his desire flare up at Flynn's touch. He did not feel this aroused in a long time. Every little nothing the blonde was doing made him go crazy with desire. When Flynn's tongue traced his lips much like the last time, Yuri moaned sweetly in the kiss and parted his lips, inviting the blonde in without a second thought. A shiver of lust ran down Flynn's spine at the sound. His tongue pushed past those lips and met Yuri's. They intertwined in a sweet dance that took their breath away.
Never breaking their kiss, Yuri moved to straddle Flynn on the couch, his thighs on either side of the blonde's hips. He moaned again in the kiss when Flynn's hands caressed his back in an up and down fashion. They finally broke the kiss when breathing became a necessary need. Flynn latched at Yuri's neck instead and sucked harshly at the junction of his neck and jaw. Yuri moaned and pressed Flynn's head closer to his skin. Flynn happily complied, and he sucked harder at the already bruised skin.
"Flynn..." The lustful whisper of his name made Flynn shiver with want. He was lost in the pleasurable feeling of having Yuri in his arms; of feeling him melt at his attentions.
While Flynn was making a number on his neck, Yuri's hands went to the front of the blonde's shirt and caressed their way down feverishly. When he reached Flynn's belt, Yuri took hold of it and skillfully opened it. This snapped Flynn out of his pleasured state. He pulled away from Yuri's neck and took his wrists gently to stop his movements.
"Yuri..." Flynn gently called his friend's name to get his attention. Yuri stared at Flynn with confusion.
"What's wrong? Don't you want me?" Yuri asked breathlessly with a hint of fear in his voice. Flynn shook his head.
"No, it's not that. Of course I want you. A lot, actually," he answered with a voice shaking from longing and want.
Yuri looked even more confused. "Then what's the problem? You can have me now," he whispered with confusion. Flynn smiled gently at Yuri and released his wrists.
"The problem is that... it's not just your body I want," he began in a whisper.
Seeing the still confused look on Yuri's face, Flynn slowly lifted his hand and let it cover Yuri's chest, just above his heart. The raven haired male grew rigid and he held his breath.
"I want this. I want your heart, your soul... I want all of you," Flynn whispered with longing.
Yuri felt his heart stop at his friend's words. He was unable to move as the words sank into him, taking their full meaning. While he was frozen in place, Yuri felt two soft hands cup his face and bring it closer to Flynn.
"I love you..." the blonde said in barely a whisper.
Yuri's eyes widened. He batted Flynn's hands away and quickly slipped from his lap. He stood up and faced away from Flynn to hide the expression of fear and panic he was wearing. Flynn felt a pang of pain at Yuri's reaction, but most of all, he did not understand.
"Yuri? What's wrong?" he asked gently as he rose from the couch.
Yuri kept his back to Flynn and his hands clenched into fists at his sides.
"You can't ask me that! I promised myself to never give my heart to someone again. It's too painful," he exclaimed in a hurt tone.
Flynn felt how hurt he was. It was coming out from him in waves. The blonde did not think twice about joining him. Flynn circled Yuri's shoulders and brought the raven haired male's back against his chest. He closed his eyes tightly shut.
"I know you're wounded, but you have to let go of the past! I'm not like that bastard who used you! I would never hurt you, Yuri! If you give me your heart, I'll protect and cherish it," the blonde whispered against his love's neck.
Yuri shook his head and turned around, untangling himself from Flynn's embrace. Pain was shining inside his eyes.
"You don't know that! People always leave! Even if you don't want to hurt me, you'll do it eventually! You'll leave me here alone, like everyone else did!" he said in a broken voice.
Sadness showed on the blonde's face. "Oh, Yuri," he whispered and took him in another embrace, but this time he kept him tightly against his chest.
His arms wrapped around the raven haired male and he closed his eyes in unrest as he felt his friend bury his face in his neck and clench the fabric of his shirt with his hands.
"I'd be lying if I said I know the future. I don't know what will happen, but I can promise you something; I'll never let anything separate us. No matter what happens, I'll stick with you," he said with conviction.
His words seemed to calm Yuri a little, but he was still clutching his shirt like a desperate man.
One of Flynn's hands went to Yuri's hair and he caressed the dark strands. It calmed the raven haired male, but he did not seem wanting to let go of Flynn soon. The latter did not mind. He stared blankly ahead as he held his love against him.
"Yuri... I want to be with you, but I need to know if there's a slight chance that you want to be with me too. I mean not just physically," Flynn whispered pleadingly.
He heard Yuri let out a choked breath. Eventually, Yuri pulled away from Flynn and looked to the side.
"It's – it's difficult for me. I don't know if I'll ever be able to give you that," he whispered.
The last time Yuri gave in to his feelings, he was left empty and wounded in a way he never thought he could be. He had been vulnerable and he hated it. It was so much easier to just pretend and to take your pleasure where you could. He was doing it for five years and even though the emptiness inside him never disappeared, at least he was not hurting anymore. Until Flynn came along.
The blonde was asking Yuri to give him everything he so preciously guarded from hurt. He honestly did not know what to make of it. He wanted to trust Flynn when he said he would never hurt Yuri, but he knew that if it came to happen, he would be devastated and with no hope to recover from it again.
Flynn saw the conflict in Yuri's eyes. He saw the hope, the want, the fear and the pain. He had to show Yuri that his words were true; that Yuri was precious to him and that Flynn would rather kill himself than hurt him. A gentle smile appeared on his lips. He gently grabbed Yuri's chin and turned his face back towards him to make the raven haired male look into his eyes. Yuri was destabilized by the smile he saw, but he was even more so by the words that followed.
"Thirty days; give me thirty days to show you my love for you is true and to convince you to give me your heart," Flynn said with conviction. Yuri's eyes widened. What was he saying?
"And what happens if you fail?" he asked with curiosity. Flynn shrugged his shoulders.
"I won't fail, but in the unlikely case it happens, than we can be no more than what you want; friends with benefits," he said seriously.
Yuri did not know what to answer. He never heard of something like that. Yuri did not know what Flynn could possibly do to try and make him change his mind. Yuri found he had nothing to lose in this. He would get what he wanted in the end, right?
"Okay. If it makes you happy, you can try," he answered and felt a small smile make its way on his lips.
The smile on Flynn's face was brighter that he could ever remember. The blonde leaned in and stole a kiss from his lips. Yuri's heart leapt at the sweet gesture. He wanted to deepen the kiss, but Flynn pulled away too quickly. The blonde caressed his cheek in an adoring gesture.
"Great! That means we're dating now," he whispered with happiness.
Yuri blushed a little at the word. He was not used having a "boyfriend". It seems he was going to have to get used to it now. Flynn's smile widened even more.
"Oh, I forgot something; there is one condition to this agreement, though," he said. Yuri frowned. Somehow, he thought he would not like it.
"Okay... what is it?" he asked carefully.
"We don't get to have sex until the last day," the blonde blurted out.
Yuri's eyes widened and he looked scandalized. "What?" he exclaimed with outrage.
Flynn chuckled at his boyfriend's reaction. "Well, that's how it usually goes when two people are dating. They flirt together, and then they have sex. I think you can wait a month at least," Flynn explained in a matter-of-fact tone.
He found Yuri's dejected expression quite amusing.
Soon, the dark haired male's expression turned devious as he took a step towards Flynn. He leaned against Flynn and he caught the blonde's ear between his teeth, nibbling on the flesh in an alluring way. He did not miss the shiver that travelled through the blonde's body.
"Fine. Then let's see if you will be able to resist me during that month," he whispered into Flynn's ear.
Flynn quickly regained control over himself and gently pushed Yuri away from him. He smirked at the raven haired beauty.
"I think I'll manage. You'll find out I have a lot of self-control," he said with amusement.
Yuri's expression darkened and his mood dampened. Flynn sensed it. In a movement so quick Yuri did not see it coming, Flynn lifted him from the ground and threw him over his shoulder. Yuri let out a scandalized sound and struggled against the blonde's hold.
"What are you doing? Damn it, Flynn! It's not funny! Put me down!" he exclaimed with rage, but Flynn did not listen as he walked towards the bedroom.
Once inside, he dropped Yuri on the bed without any ceremony. Before Yuri had the time to gather himself, Flynn settled on top of him with a sly smile on his lips. One of his forearms settled besides Yuri's head and he leaned closer.
"But not having sex doesn't mean we can't make out," he whispered lustily.
Yuri smirked at that. He wrapped one of his long legs around Flynn's waist, pulling him closer, and he claimed his lips in a kiss full of passion and need. Flynn gladly responded to the kiss. His hand tangled into Yuri's hair and rubbed at his scalp, earning a gasp from the raven haired male lying under him. When they parted, Yuri kept his lips close to Flynn.
"Fine by me. Hey... what about practicing our texts?" Yuri said breathlessly.
Flynn chuckled. "Screw that. It can wait later. I'm more concerned about showing you how much I love you," he whispered.
Yuri's reaction was immediate. His cheeks flared up in embarrassment and he turned his eyes away.
"God, the things you say. Can you get even cheesier?" he said with embarrassment. Flynn smirked and leaned in, dropping sweet kisses across Yuri's neck and jaw line.
"Just wait and you'll see," he answered mysteriously. Yuri turned his face back to stare at Flynn and a thought crossed his mind; he did not like the expression on the blonde's face.
He had something planned, and that could not be good for Yuri's sanity.
A/N: Our two love birds are finally together! Yeahh! ^^ Am I the only one happy about that? I bet not. ;)
I always have so much fun writing Judith. She's always meddling in their love affairs. ;)
And what does Flynn has in mind, huh? I guess you'll find out in the next chapter ^^
I'd really appreciate it if you could leave comments! It always gives me what I need to keep me going with the story when I'm feeling less inspired to write. :)
Well, see you next time!