"Tell me," Marluxia insisted for a third or so time.
"No," Zexion replied and continued down the hall, avoiding people as he walked quickly, Marluxia behind him. Ever since the live chat on Friday, the older teen had been trying to get Zexion to tell him who it was he was crushing on. This morning Marluxia had come to Zexion's house to walk him to school but it seemed the whole time Marluxia just tried to get the information out of Zexion.
"Why not?" the pink haired teen questioned as he followed the other into their homeroom. "I can keep a secret."
"No," Zexion said again as he sat down in his seat. "And knowing you you'd just intervene."
"That's not entirely true," Marluxia said. "You're the one to most likely to meddle with things. I get straight to the point."
"And that's exactly why I won't tell you."
"It's that blonde isn't it?" Marluxia asked suddenly after a couple of minutes.
Taken aback but not wanting to show it, Zexion asked, "What blonde?" in return.
"You know the one. The one that goes to your house now and then, the one you were partnered with for science, the one you talk about almost all the time."
"I don't talk about him much," Zexion responded and turned away to glare at his desk.
"Yeah you do," Marluxia reasoned. "You may not realize it, but he's what you talk about most at lunch. And now that I think about it, I vaguely remember a certain look in your when you do talk about him. I'm sure the others would agree."
"Don't you dare," Zexion said as he looked back at the older teen.
"Too late," Marluxia said with a smirk as he pushed a button on his phone. "Already sent them a text."
"Fuck you."
"Hm, now's not a good time," Marluxia said casually as he received and responded to a text. "Maybe later."
Zexion's first instinct was to hit the other teen but held back and instead folded his arms on his desk and put his head down. He knew that Marluxia knew he had won over the information he wanted.
During lunch Marluxia sat with his eyes on the door, only taking his gaze away to glance around the cafeteria. Zexion sat beside him but refused to talk or question what he was doing. Their two other friends – Larxene and Luxord – sat across from them.
Ever since Marluxia sent the two the texts about Zexion's crush on Demyx – or as they called him, 'that blonde' since they didn't know his name – the two teased him at any given moment, whether it be during a class he had with them or in the halls.
As the youngest of the group continued to move his food around with his fork and glare at the two blondes across from him he paid little mind to Marluxia as the older teen stood up and walked away. Only when Larxene and Luxord looked over their shoulders did Zexion glance up to see Marluxia talking to Demyx by the blonde's friends. When the pink haired teen started to walk back to the table, bringing Demyx along, the two blondes at the table turned back to give Zexion knowing smiles.
"Look who decided to join us," Marluxia said as he led Demyx to the open seat beside Zexion then proceeded to sit back in his own chair.
"Looked more like you dragged him here," Zexion said. Then leaning towards Marluxia he said, "You said you wouldn't intervene."
"I never said that," Marluxia said and waved his hand causing Zexion to move away.
"So blondie," Larxene spoke up, resting her elbows on the table and leaning forward.
"Tell us about yourself," Luxord finished with his own words.
"Oh, uh," Demyx started, slightly nervous talking to these students he didn't know. He was just glad he was seated next to the only one he did somewhat know, but said student was also his crush. "Well I play a few instruments. I'm also on the school's swim team. Oh, and my name's Demyx, not blondie."
"Tell us something we don't know," Larxene said, sounding bored, and rested her cheek in her hand.
"Yeah, we already knew that," Luxord added.
"How do you know that?" Demyx asked.
"A little someone told us," the blonde female said. "He does talk about you quite often."
Zexion quickly tightened his grip on his fork and glared at the girl across from him. "私はあなたの喉にこのフォークを突き出す前に黙れ," he said in a harsh tone that sounded threatening. It threw Demyx off to hear the change in language, but it seemed both Luxord and Marluxia were used to it.
"ああ、しかし、あなたは女の子があなたと同じヒットしないだろうか?" Larxene responded. Zexion only put his fork down on his tray and sat back in his chair. "That's what I thought. A true gentleman really."
"Shut up," Zexion said and crossed his arms.
"Now look what you two did," Marluxia spoke up, putting a hand on Zexion's shoulder only to have it shrugged off. "You put him in a sour mood."
"He's been like that all day so you can't blame us," Larxene said.
"It's your fault I'm in a bad mood," Zexion said, talking to Marluxia.
"Whatever, let's just change the topic," Marluxia said. "Anyone else listen to the new Anonymous Voice on Friday?"
"I did," Larxene answered. "Anyone else realize he's been singing in English more often now? And he's lacking in clues to give. Won't be long until the school discovers who he is."
Zexion tried not to react at her words too much. Instead he said, "You're right."
"What about you Demyx? What are your thoughts about him?" Marluxia asked.
"I, uh," Demyx stuttered, taken aback by being brought back into the conversation so suddenly. "I dunno. I like his voice. Other than that there's not much I can say."
"That's sweet," Marluxia said with a smirk and glance at Zexion, receiving a glare from the other.
After that the three eventually stopped messing with Zexion and ended up in an argument of some kind, Zexion hadn't listened to what had started it and didn't care to try and listen. Demyx started a small conversation with the younger boy beside him up until the bell. During their conversation, Demyx had asked if he could get some help with another math assignment and Zexion agreed, telling the blonde to meet him at the gates as usual.
"Should I ask about what happened at lunch?" Demyx asked Zexion as they walked down the sidewalk.
"No," the other boy replied.
"Okay," Demyx said. "What was the language you spoke in?"
"Japanese."
"That's cool. I didn't know you spoke another language. Any others you know?"
"I know Korean," Zexion answered.
"Hm, which order did you learn all your languages?"
"English was my first. I learned Japanese from my mother when I was younger and I learned Korean from both my father's mother and Marluxia," Zexion explained as they walked up to the front door of his house. As usual Demyx quickly slipped off his shoes before following the other to his bedroom. "So what kind of math do you need help with?" Zexion asked as he took his backpack off his shoulder and sat down on his bed.
"It's similar to the math last time," Demyx said and sat down next to Zexion. Putting his bag down in front of him and opening it, the blonde pulled out the worksheets he needed to finish for homework. He gave them to Zexion so he could check the first few that Demyx did while still in class. Zexion made some quick and light changes to an answer or two, giving back the paper for Demyx to fix them.
As Demyx erased and re-wrote his answers Zexion got out his own homework and started on it. Demyx often stopped and asked for help whenever he came across some new material or just asked Zexion to check an answer he felt unsure of. Zexion finished his work first and put it back in his bag, setting that down on the ground against his bed. He sat beside Demyx, helping the blonde finish the math. After a few minutes Demyx finished the last problem and put his own work away.
"Anything else you need?" Zexion asked.
"Just one," Demyx answered and before Zexion could question what, the blonde quickly leaned forward and put his lips to Zexion's. Pulling back after not getting a response, Demyx looked to see an expression mixed of surprise and confusion on the other's face. "I'm sorry, I just, I, I," he stuttered and before he could say anything else he was cut off as arms wrapped around his neck and a pair of lips met his.
Now knowing it was okay, Demyx kissed Zexion back as he wrapped his own arms around the smaller boy's waist, bringing him closer. Feeling a soft pull from behind his neck and Zexion's body pull away, but his lips still against Demyx's, the blonde followed the other as he was pulled down into a lying position above Zexion.
Not caring to ask if he could go further, Demyx parted his lips and ran his tongue across Zexion's bottom lip. After that small movement the blonde felt the other's lips part and another pull on his neck as Zexion's arms wrapped around it tighter. Getting the hint, Demyx slipped his tongue into the smaller boy's mouth, going straight to the other's tongue piercing and playing with it, earning a small noise from the back of Zexion's throat.
Moving his hands to rest on Zexion's hip bones, Demyx ran his thumbs over the piercings he could feel through the thin material. At the touch, Zexion moved his hips as to get the blonde to touch his piercings again. Instead of touching through the fabric, Demyx used one hand to push up the other boy's shirt and the other hand to run his thumb over the piercing again. The touch earned Demyx another small, but noticeable noise from Zexion.
Smiling, Demyx removed his lips from Zexion's and started to press kisses along his neck. He listened as Zexion gained back his breath and began to breathe close to normal. Once the boy's breath was back, Demyx began to gently bite down and lick at the skin on Zexion's neck, trying to find the right spot. He tried the area where the neck met the shoulder and that earned him a small gasp, but he felt that it wasn't the best spot. Moving up the boy's neck, Demyx felt Zexion move his head to the side slightly, allowing easier access.
Coming to the spot under the jaw, Demyx began to kiss, bite, lick, and suck, instantly receiving a gasp and small moan from Zexion. He began to run his thumb over the hip piercing again only to feel another hand push his away.
"Stop," he heard Zexion say, still a bit out of breath. "Don't play with my piercings or else I might try to go too far."
"Is it a turn-on?" Demyx asked quietly and gently kissed the spot on Zexion's neck, liking the way he could feel the other's fast pulse under his lips. Deciding to tease, he put his hand back on Zexion's hip and ran his fingers over the piercing.
"Yes," Zexion answered with a small whine at the touch, "it is."
"Sorry," Demyx said and with one more kiss on the other's neck he sat up on his knees which were on either side of Zexion. Looking down at the boy beneath him – his cheeks slightly flushed, shirt tousled, and few red marks from where Demyx had bit and sucked on his neck – and smiled. "You look cute."
Zexion glanced up at the blonde, muttering, "Shut up," then sitting up and pulling his legs out from underneath Demyx. "You should probably get home before it gets to dark."
"Right," Demyx said and got off the bed to grab his bag. "See you tomorrow," he said and left. He walked home, replaying what happened in his mind a few times then thinking about what might happen between them. When he got home he went straight to his room, saying a quick hello to his parents. In his room he dropped his bag onto the floor and sat down on his bed, pulling his phone out of his pocket and dialing Axel's number. He waited for the redhead to answer and when he did he asked why Demyx was calling. "I kissed Zexion," was all Demyx said to answer his friend's question.
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