I haven't seen Hunter for a few weeks following the night that we met and I'm starting to worry. I mean, I guess we only ran into each other the first time on coincidence, and coincidences have never been known for consistency.

I've nearly given up hope as I walk out of the apartment one night, going to meet up with Thad and some others at a bar down town. I pull my sweater over my head as I walk down the hall, it can get pretty chilly at night sometimes. I open the front door and head out into the late night air.

I'm taken aback a little when I see Hunter walking towards me, a wry grin across his perfect face, "Hey, Sebastian, I was just coming to see you."

I try to not to smile too much when I see him, but I can literally feel my heart bounce in my chest a little, "Hey, Hunter. I was wondering if I'd ever see you around again."

He walks up to me, hands in his pockets, "Where you heading to at this hour, anyway? You know it's kinda late."

I shrug, walking beside him, "I was just going to meet up with some friends and get some drinks down town, you're welcome to join if you want."

He pulls a hand out of his pocket and links arms with me as we make our way to the sidewalk, "I guess. Truth be told I was kinda hoping I'd get you alone, though..."

I panic underneath my skin, of course I'm happy to hear him say that, I'm just not sure what to say back. I'm awkwardly quiet for a moment before I mumble out an incoherent mess, "Um, haha, yeah,um, I guess, sure, I mean-"

"Hey, relax, if you're not comfortable with it, I'm not gonna drag you inside by your hair." he says with a playful laugh.

I look down, embarrassed, "Sorry. And no, it's not that I'm uncomfortable with it, I guess I'm just a little intellectually challenged at the moment."

He smirks, "Is it the intellect that's got you or is it something else? Don't worry about, though. I have that effect on a lot of people."

I roll my eyes, "It's just late, that's all."

He wraps his arm around my waist suddenly, facing towards me, "Well, if you're not uncomfortable with it, and as much as I'd love to see a preppy boy like you get shit faced, how about we ditch the bar and I take you back to mine."

My arms instinctively wrap around his neck, "Are you sure that's what you want?" I bite down hard on my lip, trying to keep my wits about me.

He brushes his cheek against mine, lips stopping centimeters away from my ear, "Do I come off as uncertain to you?" he whispers seductively.

I shake my head and lower my voice, playing along, "I guess maybe not so much."

He makes space between us, taking my hand and turning into a dark alleyway, "Great. This is just a short cut, I don't live that far away from you, actually."

I nod nervously, following along, "Really? It's weird that I haven't seen you in weeks, then..."

He raises his eyebrows, "Sorry, I've been kinda busy, you know? But I didn't forget about you."

I shrug, "Yeah, that's true."

"You sound a little...irritated with me." he says casually as we make our way back onto a normal street.

"Not irritated...just a little, I don't know, concerned." I mutter, somewhat honestly.

He doesn't say much, just leads me the rest of the way to his apartment, a tight grip on my hand and a half smile on his face.

I glance around nervously as we walk across the lawn to his apartment building. It's not in any worse shape than mine is, but it's just somehow darker looking. Maybe it's because it's at night, or because it's overshadowed by some other buildings, but something about it makes me uneasy.

He opens the back door, leading me inside and closing it behind me. The interior is a little bit better with the lights on. It looks like any other small yet cozy downtown apartment.

He glances over at me, taking his jacket off and hanging it up. I don't do anything, just stand there, watching him. He walks towards me, pulling my sweater off over my head and setting aside. I just stare at him, biting my lip slightly.

He rests a hand and looks me in the eye, "You can relax, you know. But, if you don't mind me asking, what's the matter? I can tell something's up."

I look down at the floor for a moment and then back up at him, "I don't know. I guess I'm just kinda nervous being out here. And I'm a little confused, about us, you know?"

"Come here," he mutters, picking me up. I automatically cling to him with my arms and legs as he walks into his bedroom. He sets me down on his bed and turns the lamp on. He puts his hand on my leg, sitting down beside me, "I'm really into you. I get that you're nervous and maybe that's why I'm not climbing all over you. But I sure as hell want to."

I try not to smile too much, "Yeah, okay. I'm cool. I guess I just needed to here that."

He grins, wrapping his arms around my waist, "So how do you feel about me fucking you tonight?"

I nod, "Um, yeah, sure, that'd be cool."

"Well that sounded really certain." he laughs.

"Sorry," I mutter, embarrassed, But yeah. Fuck me."

He lets go of me, standing up, "Consent enough. I'm just gonna grab some whiskey or something to cool your nerves a little."

I nod as he walks out of the room, "Sounds good."

I inhale deeply in the moment that I'm alone, hands clenched in fists, nails digging into my palms. I exhale, trying to clear my mind and keep my cool. This is what I wanted, I think. This is what I've been waiting for. An aching pain in my stomach tells me that I'm not so sure. True, it's not too late to turn back yet, but that doesn't mean that will.

Hunter walks back into the room with a bottle of whiskey and two glasses of ice. He sits down beside me, pouring us both a shot, "Are you sure that you're alright?"

I nod halfheartedly, "Yeah, I'll be fine, thanks." I force a smile, accepting the glass he passes me.

"We don't have to do it right this minute, you know..." he says smoothly, putting his arm around me, "Of course I want to get my hands all over you, but I don't want you to get scared and freak out or anything weird like that." He kisses me on the cheek, sending a hot shock of electricity through me.

"I won't freak out, I promise." I down my shot and hold my glass for another.

He smirks, filling it up to the top, "If you insist."

A few shots later, I curl up into the fetal position on his bed and he pets my hair, "What are you thinking about?"

I reach out for his hand, squeezing it tightly, "Just...us. The possibilities. I probably shouldn't tell you all this, should I?"

"I don't know, maybe. I guess that's up to you, sweet heart."

I grin, "That's a cute name."

He looks down at me with amused confusion, "Sweet heart?"

I nod, "I think I like it. I like it when you call me cute names and stuff."

He smiles, lying down beside me, arms wrapped around my waist, "Are you really falling in love with me already?"

I turn around, facing towards him and rest my head on his chest, "I think so. But it's a secret and I don't want anyone but you to know, okay?"

He takes my chin gently in his hand and rests a soft kiss on my lips, "I'll take it to the grave, baby."

I grin uncontrollably, "You don't have to. You can tell people. But I only love you, though."

"You're pretty drunk, huh?" he chuckles.

"I don't know, "I slur, "I guess. But that doesn't mean that I don't mean it when I say that I love you."

He smiles warmly, "I love you, too. I think you should probably let yourself pass out, though."

"Why?" I ask, blinking a few times, "I thought we were gonna make it happen."

He shakes his head, giggling, "We'll 'make it happen' another time, sweet heart, you're way too out of it right now."

"I'm sorry," I murmur, "I promise I will next time."

"Okay," he replies, stroking up and down my spine, "I'll hold you to that."

"Mhm." I put my arms around his neck, breathing in his warmth, "Goodnight, Hunter."

"Goodnight, Sebastian."

"I love you."

"I love you."

I'm too drunk to really think much about what just happened, but I feel completely and utterly satisfied. Tonight didn't go where I thought it would, but truth be told, I couldn't be happier. I can't recall the last time I've felt so safe and comfortable, and I don't want to lose this feeling. I don't want to lose him. I tighten my grip around him, closing my eyes. If the world ended now, my only regret would be that I didn't have more time with him. Nevertheless, at this exact moment in time, I couldn't ask for more.