Heeeey guys...so I understand I haven't updated in over half a year. I'm not going to waste time with excuses but as usual, life has been pretty shitty lately, I was kind of stressed but it's summer break now, so I want to try to get this done. I'm so excited though, I'm heading down to Costa Rica for a week and a half so no writing until mid-June :D

Disclaimer: The Alex Rider franchise is not mine...or else these two would be having hot man-sex every other chapter.

Chapter 7: That is So Wrong

Alex nuzzled the warmth under his cheek slightly, snuggling closer to his pillow. Yassen chuckled lightly at the action, the vibrations dragging the younger sleeping on his arm out of his slumber. Blinking drowsy eyes open, Alex woke to Yassen's gently smiling face, "Nap time's over, we're landing in an hour."

The Rider smiled back and sighed, "Okay…"

Yassen had put his laptop away and was absently rubbing Alex's hand in his lap. Realizing this, the younger flushed crimson and yanked his hand away, "Dad! That's embarrassing!"

"Sorry," the Russian apologized unapologetically, "We don't get to sped any quality time together anymore." Suddenly he leaned forward and kissed the top of Alex's head lightly, laughing outright when the bright red flush traveled down the younger's neck. "I've missed you."

Alex looked away, "Okay~ save the mushy gushy crap for Mom, please."

Oh God. Mom…Dad…fuck you Ash, FUCK YOU for screwing my life over. And Yassen…why did you have to kill my Uncle? Why? Alex bit his bottom lip, what is this feeling? Hate? Anger? Desperation?

Yassen sensed the shift in mood automatically and frowned, as the younger's eyes clouded over. He carefully reached out and pulled the Rider to him, "…I'm not sorry for what happened, but I am sorry it had to be you."

Burying his face in the other's strong chest, Alex whispered so low even Yassen had to strain to hear him. "Why?"

Running his fingers through the younger's dyed locks, Yassen comforted gently as he stared out the window of the plane, "You're not the only one, Alex. But you are so strong."

Alex rested his cheek on the man's shoulder as he thought about it. Yassen's life. He'd been avoiding touching on it until now. Alone in Russia...what must it have been like? I still had a caring housekeeper to watch over me. Yassen…Yassen had no one.

Looking up and gazing into those sharp, gray, contact covered eyes, Alex realized what he was feeling. Holy shit…I'm in love. Breathing deeply for a couple seconds to calm himself, the Rider pulled away from Yassen's embrace and glanced out the window. I'm in love with my Uncle's murderer…what the hell is wrong with me?

Yassen called Michelle over, "Can you get him a cup of water, please?"

"Of course," she answered sweetly as she gazed at the younger. "Is he all right?"

"Yeah," the Russian responded. "I think…its just stress."

Once Alex had sipped at his water and calmed his mind, he looked at Yassen. "We need to talk after we get off…of the plane, I mean." The Rider coughed nervously, smiling at his accidental innuendo and blushing pink again.

Yassen chuckled, dispelling the uncomfortable atmosphere, "I understand."

Alex rolled his eyes as the female security officer insisted on giving Yassen a pat down even though he'd walked through the metal detector without a glitch. He watched as the officer ran her hands over the Russian's body professionally, hesitating over the elder's crotch and unnecessarily running her hands over Yassen's chest and arms. "Ahem," the Rider cleared his throat, "I think that's adequate, Miss."

Yassen gave Alex a knowing glance and translated for the officer, "I'm sorry, Miss, do these checks usually take so long? Is something the matter?"

"Oh, n-no, sir! There, you are clear to go now," the immigration officer said timidly in quick French, blushing bright red to the roots of her hair pulled up in a tightly pinned bun. "Is there any…further assistance that you may require?"

Alex groaned loudly and rolled his eyes.

"No, Madame," Yassen replied smoothly, stepping away and putting a hand on Alex's shoulder. "Thank you very much for your help."

The Rider scoffed as they retrieved their belts and shoes from the buckets. "You just had to let her do that in front of me didn't you?"

"What do you mean?" the elder asked coyly.

Alex flushed angrily, "You-you know how I feel don't you? Don't pretend you don't!"

Yassen sobered, as he wrapped an arm around the younger's shoulders. "I know, sorry. Let's discuss this in the car then."

After picking up their luggage and heading outside, Yassen immediately spotted the silver Tesla Roadster with the license plate IAMI. "Well, we have our transport," the elder smiled as he picked up the keys from under the wheel, "Get in."

"Is it wrong?" Alex asked softly after they left the airport. "Is it wrong for me to have feelings for you?"

Yassen kept his eyes on the road, "You can't help who you fall for, Alex. …r-remember when we were talking about your dad?"

"…yeah."

The elder took a shaky breath, "Well, I'm sure you know that we were close, but I mean…I don't know if you want to hear this…"

Alex rolled his eyes, "What?"

"To put it bluntly, we were fuck buddies," Yassen continued lamely after a moment's pause. "Don't get me wrong, John loved your mother. Hell, even I loved your mother she was the sweetest person I've ever met. And-"

"WHAT THE FUCK," Alex interrupted, clearly in shock. "You had sex with my dad? That is so wrong! Did Mom know?"

"I was just getting to that," Yassen carried on. "I pretty sure she knew. I mean, John was always away, alone…with me. We weren't together, mind you, it was more of a stress reliever than anything else. But it still hurt when…when I found out his plane was shot down."

"What did you think when MI6 shot him on that bridge?" Alex inquired suddenly.

Yassen shrugged, "Your father had already told me what was going to happen." When he saw Alex's quizzical look, he elaborated, "John knew I would do anything for him and many of our missions required complete trust in one another. So, he told me the truth. He told me about how he was a double agent for MI6, how he was trying to bring Scorpia, the organization that I lived for, down, but most of all, he told me about you. I didn't believe it at first, hated him for a while even, but I loved him too much to stay away for long."

"I thought you just said you guys didn't…weren't in a relationship," Alex made a face.

"We weren't, I meant I loved him in a nonsexual way…granted that aspect of our relationship was a bonus," the Russian added wryly.

Alex blushed at the last comment, "…wow. So you and Dad, huh?"

Yassen smiled, "It was never like that, it was always John and Helen."

"But…mom-"

"Alex, your mother was such an understanding person. She knew John didn't have feelings for me, so they didn't turn it into a big deal."

The Rider nodded, "If you insist. And what about me?"

"What about you?" Yassen countered.

"Am I just stress relief as well?" Alex prompted, "Or do you actually have feelings for me?"

"I think we both know that I've cared about you the moment I saw you back during the Stormbreaker case," Yassen pointed out. "You remind me so much of John."

Alex scoffed, "So I would just be a replacement?"

"Of course not, we've spent enough time together for you to realize that," the Russian frowned. "I just want you to be sure about what you're getting into. You would be in a relationship with a man nearly twice your age with a knack for being on the wrong side of the law. Is that really what you want? You have your whole life ahead of you, maybe with Ms. Pleasure or somebody."

Alex gazed at Yassen thoughtfully, "Well, I can't help who I fall for, can I?"

-TBC-

So I hope that wasn't too disturbing to all you kiddies out there, because I'm going to keep the John/Yassen relationship that way (because I think it's hot). But yeah, I was rereading my previous chapters (my writing seems very amateur still *sadface*) and I realized that there needs to be some SMUT happening like...next chapter? Yes? No?

ok, bye guys and thanks so much to all of my loyal readers who have stuck with me through all my mood swings and writer's blocks and disappearances and drama. you guys are the best. no joke, so stop by and leave a comment about what you think. your reviews really make me feel a ton better.

~love,
Jenn