Sometimes, I'll run with an idea to surprising length while still remaining true to the original plot I planned for it. Other times, like with this story, something entirely new will be born out of the original idea, and somehow survive long enough for it to be properly finished.

Like, this story started as a weirdly long, very detailed dream I had, and now here we are.

Here we fucking are. (Two more, two more!)


38. Φλερτάρετε

Connor had absolutely no idea how this had happened, when had his life gotten to the point where sitting on an empty classroom during break, watching Trevor Fletcher, the photographer for the fucking year book, pacing nervously on front of him became something normal?

Connor had no idea, but what he did know was that Trevor had asked for help, and well, they were kind of friends now; he was still not used to the idea, like, at all.

Trevor finally stops his pacing, letting out a long pained growl as he slumps into a nearby chair with a loud thud.

"This is ridiculous! I need help"

"Ok…"

Trevor lets out another equally pained growl as he turns to face Connor, a frustrated look in his eyes.

"How do you talk to cute boys?"

Connor took a deep breath, again, when had his life become this? When had things changed so much? Even things at home were more peaceful now that he was attending school regularly and had an 'acceptable' reason to arrive home late.

"And why did you think asking me this was a good idea?"

Trevor arched an eyebrow at him, a very well stylized eyebrow, it was kind of offsetting to be honest, Connor couldn't stop noticing them.

"You're dating a boy who, mind you, does fit the description of cute"

Connor half-wanted to tell Trevor to watch it, omega or not, but the better half of him felt a pleased trill at the idea of the whole dating thing being real now. God, he was dating Evan for real, and he was probably smiling like the love-sick fool he had turned out to be.

"I'm not too sure I'm not dreaming the whole thing up, to be honest"

Trevor makes a baffled expression for a moment before he pulls himself back together.

"That's actually very sweet, extremely unhelpful, but very sweet"

Connor shrugged, because fair enough, Trevor rolled his eyes at him.

"There has to be something though, like, you two didn't just decide to be together one day"

Connor frowns making sense of that.

"What you want the story behind that?"

"I mean yeah, that'd be cool, but you don't actually have to tell me, I'm not the prying type"

Connor considers the omega for a moment, figuring that he's going to have to take things out of the tale if he does share; because he's not putting Evan at risk, no matter what. It's not like their situation would help Trevor, but eh, Connor kind of wanted someone to know, even if it was the edited version.

"Want the short version or the long version?"

Trevor shifts in his seat, excitement evident for the reassuring calm he had portrayed not to seconds before; Connor is kind of scared at how good the omega is at masking his intentions, that is a terrifying power to have.

"I'm tempted to say short, but then I'm gonna want context, so let's save us the hassle and go for long version"

Connor manages to only call Trevor weird mentally, though he has the light suspicion the omega would take it as a compliment.

"We were thrown together into a complicated and very stressful situation, then had to fake a relationship when someone came too close to finding the truth, grew closer together as friends while dealing with both of those things; and well, here we are"

Trevor blinks at him.

"Oh"

Connor shrugs, kind of glad he got that out of his system; Trevor then gives him an inquisitive grin.

"Out of curiosity, what was the short version?"

Connor feels himself blushing but this he can respond honestly, and well, it's kind of ridiculous that this is how things work for him.

"I had a bad day, Evan was wonderful, and I just kind of, kissed him out of impulse"

Trevor opens and closes his mouth a few times before giving Connor a 'that's kind of fucked up dude' look.

"You are extremely lucky Evan likes you so much"

"I know"

Trevor shrugs, like, fair enough, as long as Connor was aware of how the situation hadn't been ideal; Connor makes no mention the undertones of his answer. He is truly beyond lucky that Evan likes him, but there's more to that than a single instance where Connor fucked up.

"That was also unhelpful, but very mood lifting"

Connor rolled his eyes at him.

"Has anyone ever told you you're ridiculous?"

Trevor grinned, throwing and overly exaggerated wink at him.

"Only all of the time"

Connor shook his head, again, how was this his life?

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Evan was low-key impressed he had never noticed Alexei shared history with him, particularly since the beta was a grade lower than him, and them being in the same class was a bit impressive.

Walking with the beta is still odd, but slowly becoming sort of a routine on days like these, where Evan lets Alexei direct him through the maze that is the halls of their school, knowing the beta is more likely to find whatever corner Trevor had convinced Connor to duck into with him.

Evan felt a little jealous of the growing closeness between them, but the last thing he wanted was to appear possessive, Connor and him had only been together for a week after all. But as they entered the almost empty classroom, and Connor turned to them only to smile at Evan; he figured he could dead with his jealousness, so long as he was the only one getting that look.

Trevor was also looking at Evan as he and Alexei entered the room, the camera Evan usually associated him with was resting innocently in the haphazardly pushed aside desk that the chair he was slumped into most likely belonged to. Evan decided looking at the piece of electronics put his eyes close enough to Trevor's general location for his fellow omega not to notice he was avoiding directly looking at him.

"Evan, your boyfriend is absolutely no help"

Evan felt pleasantly flustered at the word, and when he looked at Connor for an explanation, he found the alpha to have a bush that most likely matched his own. Connor shrugged and patted the chair next to him, Evan gave him a small smile as he went to sit there.

Trevor pulled up, twirling the chair around so that when he sat back down the back of the chair was pressed against his chest.

"When did you realize you wanted to be together?"

Evan blushes at the blunt tone of the question, Connor bristles in the next chair, a low warning growl echoing through the room. Trevor mocked the motions for a court swear, going as far as putting his left hand over his camera.

"As a professional, I promise that everything you say will be kept off the record"

Evan blinked at him, acutely aware of the tense alpha at his side.

"Uhm"

Alexei rolled their eyes and smiled gently at Evan.

"I'll make sure he keeps to his word"

Trevor let out an exaggerated gasp, his right hand flying to his chest as he turned to face Alexei.

"I take offence of that"

Alexei rolled their eyes once again, trying and failing not to smile at the omega's antics. Evan wondered what that was like, having that kind of friendship.

Evan run his fingers through his hair, and well, he guesses being half-honest wouldn't hurt.

"Well uhm… there wasn't- wasn't a single moment? More like va-various moments together that made me think about it?"

He feels a new set of eyes join the two pairs that had been on him so far, and he makes a conscious effort not to flinch under their weight.

"But uh, I didn't- didn't really think it was reci-recipro-reciprocated"

Trevor let out a loud frustrated groan as he leaned back enough that he could put his head on the back of the chair.

"How does one approach cute guys?"

"Wait, you want help flirting with a guy?"

Trevor sighed deeply, going back to a better sitting position as he nods his head.

"Is it an alpha?"

Trevor arched an eyebrow as if faced with something intriguing.

"Yes? I mean, he definitely is, but I've no idea what you're getting at"

Evan rubbed the back of his neck a bit flustered but well, if it helped…

"You don't flirt with alphas; you make them flirt with you"

He felt all three pairs of eyes turn to him in surprise.

"What?"

Trevor rested his chin on his own intertwined fingers, giving him an amused smile.

"I am extremely intrigued"

Evan bit his lip, he was unsure if it would work, considering Connor wasn't the average alpha. Connor had his full attention in him, looking as though he was surprised by the turn of events, and fuck if that didn't sparkle a bit of spite in Evan, so puts hands at work.

"Watch this"

The first thing is to face the alpha completely, moving his body softly and causing mismatched eyes to run over it as if hypnotized. Back straight and neck arched just slightly up, presenting himself cleanly to the very interested alpha.

Evan liked his lips slowly, having to bite back a smirk when Connor copied his movements, he their eyes meet, then dropped his gaze to Connor's lip, biting his own, before making his eyes jump back to Connor before finally moving to his hands; now to wait.

There was a loud shift besides him, and he could feel Connor get closer before the alpha makes a warning trill to verify his suspicions. Evan lifted only his eyes up, looking at Connor through his bangs, the alpha's eyes had darkened and his body circled Evan without actually getting close.

"Stop that"

Evan runs his teeth across his lower lip.

"Stop what?"

Connor let out a high-pitched whine.

"Evan"

The omega finally titled his head up, to face the alpha properly, only to shiver at the look he was given; Connor looked about ready to pounce him, and Evan would let him, oh god. Instead the alpha pressed their foreheads together, a low trill that caused Evan to shiver again.

"I really, really want to kiss you"

Evan felt his breath hitch.

"You- you can"

Connor made another sound in the back of his throat, this time echoed by a trill from the omega, before he crashed their lips together. It was different from their other kisses, this one was far more… possessive; not that Evan minded much, or at all.

It didn't last long, because Connor seemed to remember they had an audience, if the way he pulled away with his face red was anything to go by; Evan grabbed his hand and squeezed it, smiling when his shoulders un-tensed. Both Trevor and Alexei had reddened cheeks, but Trevor was absolutely beaming.

"You are unfairly good at that"

Evan blushed, coiling on himself, it was just something he learned from spending so much time with an alpha, and thinking about Jared was a bit messy these days. Connor, probably sensing his discomfort like Evan could with the alpha's, squeezed their joined hands again.

Trevor's smile softened, and his posture changed.

"I think that might work, thanks Evan"