He laid there staring at the ceiling. He just had sex for the first time. Why wasn't he happier?
Next to him Edvin had nodded off. Probably tired after spending his time on the bottom.
His mind flashed back to what they had done. He didn't even look at the other boy as they did the deed. All he could think about was getting rid of his frustrations and now he seemed even more frustrated than before. Sleeping with Edvin wasn't the right way to solve this, but he couldn't help but think that it was for the best anyway. It wasn't like any other guy would want him like this. Edvin was always following him around. Edvin wanted him. Maybe he could grow to like him again, instead of hanging onto his crush. Kitt was straight and there was no changing that.
He sighed pulling himself up out of bed. It was dark out now, barely past 9pm. He could still leave and it wouldn't mean anything. But was he sure he wanted to leave. Giving into Edvin was easy, dealing with others was hard.
He heard a groggy jumble of words. "Babe, come back to bed." The other boy said still out of it.
He felt himself blush, but didn't walk back to bed. "I'm going to go for a walk."
"At this hour? Besides, you think I can walk?" Edvin complained.
He snorted. "I meant by myself. I got to head home, you know."
"You weren't thinking about home when you were…"
"I know, but my family is going to ask questions." He said, irritated. He continued dressing, much to his companion's annoyance. "If you don't like it go back to sleep. It's not we can go at it again." He said, stand up and walking out the door. The best part being that Edvin couldn't follow him. 'Maybe I should clean up a bit. Kitt's apartment isn't that far off and I bet he won't be home yet'.
He watched Remy pace this living room for over ten minutes and couldn't help but believe that it was his fault. If he didn't get Vik drunk this would have never happened. The father called Ivan was out looking for him, with Vik's brother and sister in law, while he sat here doing nothing.
He felt horrible. The look on Vik's face was enough to send daggers through his chest. "I'm sorry. We shouldn't have been drinking. We were just went out to have some fun." He said quietly.
He watched the other man continue to glare at him. "Speaking of that, what kind of fun did you have?"
Now that was a question that he wasn't expecting. "Well, we went to the bar. We were talking to some girls, Vik ended up leaving early and I left soon after. When I got home, I couldn't find him. I didn't think he drank that much, but he seemed out of it when he got back. I tried asking him where he went, but he wouldn't tell me."
To his surprise the man's face softened. "So there is nothing going on between you?"
"What? No!" He said blushing without realizing. "I didn't even know he was gay before last night."
The older man gave him a confused look. "Vik never said anything to you? How did you find out?"
He looked down. "I just figured he was shy around women. Last night, when he disappeared. I just started putting the pieces together. It made the whole thing with Edvin a little more off-putting." He couldn't help but say Edvin's name with venom in his voice.
"Do you think that Vik has been around Edvin?" Remy asked curiously.
He felt a scowl form on his face. "That dick has been trying to get Vik to spend time with him. Every time we come back from a mission, he always goes to greet Vik, but he usually ignores him."
The man, who had sat down, was now leaning back in his seat. He looked like he was judging him or something. "How would you feel if they got together?"
He thought about some of it the night before, but never reached an answer. "I don't know. I don't like Edvin. I hate him being around, but I can't stand in Vik's way if he likes that jerk." He felt that same pulse of pain in his chest. The idea of the two together not only made him cringe, but now he just felt sad and depressed at the idea. "He's my best friend, I should want him to be happy."
The man across from him had a knowing look on his face, did he know something he didn't? He cleared his throat. "Have you ever thought of being with Vik yourself?"
The question didn't make him mad, it just confused him. The idea of being with his best friend like that seemed weird, but he wasn't disgusted by it. He felt himself blush as the image of the two of them being together hit his mind. Did he want Vik for himself? When did that happen?
Across from him, he didn't see Remy's knowing smile.
"That can't be, he's my best friend." He whispered.
Remy let out a light chuckle. "Let me tell you a little story about two boys." He looked up to find Vik's father amused with him, but he didn't say anything, letting the man continue. "When one boy was 6, he was taken to a guild where he ended up meeting the other boy. They became friends almost instantly and they did everything together. As they grew up, they faced many trails, from the deaths of parents and friends to an entire country wishing for their demises. Both boys now men walked a fine line for decades. Danger was around every corner, but they knew if they were together they could take down any foe. But then something unexpected happened, something neither of the men could ever dream up." His eyes were glued to Remy as he spoke.
"What was it?" He asked.
"They fell in love." Remy said. "Sometimes we can't see our soulmate because they've been in front of us all along."
He cocked his head to the side. "Why did it take them so long to figure it out?"
The older man chuckled. "They didn't want to ruin their friendship. Both of them thought that they would lose the other forever. There was also the factor of them being forever in danger."
"Is that really how you and Ivan got together?" He asked, it wasn't hard to figure out. He already knew about the dangers that the two of them faced, but he never knew that they weren't together during that time.
"Well, yeah. Ivan and I realized that we can't live without each other. No other person could ever come between us and no one ever will."
"Then who birthed Master Bickslow and Vik? If you weren't together, then how did you get two kids?" He couldn't help being curious. Two men couldn't have children and neither of the man's children looked to be adopted, they looked too much like their parents.
Remy sighed. "That was something Ivan and I had no control over. We didn't plan for children. We just came across them. Kitt, if you remember anything from this conversation, just remember that Fiore is a cruel place. What was done in the past cannot be fixed, but I do not regret the existence of my children. I would tell you more, but that is for Vik to decide on his own."
That he understood, it meant that classified information was involved. Maybe he would try and talk to Vik about it later. He stood up from the couch. "I think I'm going to go look for him."
Remy gave him a small nod. "That would probably be a good idea. I'm just here in case he comes home. In the future, I ask you both to stay away from alcohol. The last thing we need is for you to fry up your brain cells."
"Will do sir." He nodded before exiting out the door.
Remy had helped somewhat. He was still a little confused over the idea, but it seemed more viable. 'Maybe we should try it and then we will know. A kiss should be enough to tell, right.' He thought to himself.
He made his way back to his apartment to clean out the booze first. There was no reason to keep it around now and it would make Vik's parents trust him again.
Rounding the corner to his apartment, he was surprised to find the light on. He felt himself start to move faster, almost running up the stairs. He got to the door in seconds and it opened, only for him to find his apartment empty. Disappointment flew threw him. Maybe he had left the light on before they left.
He heard a small creak from down the hall. Someone was in the shower. The water turned off and he heard a rustling sound. Whoever it was, was now getting dressed.
The bathroom door creaked open and he and Vik were face to face. Vik turned red. "I…I didn't think you would be home."
He blinked a couple of times, his heart rate accelerating. "I just left your house. I was coming to throw away the alcohol."
"You don't have too." Vik said.
"I…I wanted your parents to trust me. They got a bad opinion of me over dinner." Why did it feel so awkward? They were friends, why was this so difficult?
"Oh, still you don't have to do that. It was my fault for running off." Vik seemed embarrassed.
He shook his head. "I shouldn't have teased you. You're my best friend. I should've had your back."
"It's not that big of a deal." Vik said, shaking a towel on his head, trying to dry his hair.
"Yes it is. I want you to think I always have your back and I failed you." He said, slightly distracted by Vik's actions. When had hair drying become so….erotic….
"Kitt, you didn't fail me. You were just giving me shit. There is a difference." Vik said sitting down on the couch.
He didn't know how he moved, but he did, sitting right next to his friend on the couch. "I know, but I just…"
"Just what?" Vik asked, when he didn't continue.
He swallowed, trying to summon up the courage to do this. "Vik, I want to try something."
Vik looked confused. "What?"
His heart was beating so fast, he thought it would explode out of his chest. "Do you trust me Vik?"
"Well yeah, why?" Now Vik looked even more confused. It wasn't helping him still his jarring heart rate.
"Just promise me that whatever happens, we will always be friends."
"Well, sure. I don't see why we wouldn't be." Vik said giving him a funny look.
He took a deep breath, he was shaking slightly. "Okay…..I need you to close your eyes."
Confusion coated Vik's face. "Close my eyes? Why?"
"Please, just do it. You'll know soon enough." He said with a small stutter.
"Fine." Vik closed his eye and he stared.
Now that he was here, how would he even do this? Was it the same as kissing a girl or would it be different? Did Vik even want him to kiss him? What if Vik didn't even like him? This would he an entire waste of time.
"You know, it's kind of boring sitting her with my eyes shut. Whatever you're doing, you need to do it now. I got to get home soon." Vik complained with his eyes still shut.
Again taking a deep breath, he leaned in. His face was now only centimeters away from Viks. He dove in touching his lips to Viks. Vik's eyes flew open and he saw shock in them. He pulled away, cursing himself. Did he just ruin everything?
He stood up quickly, trying to get away before the yelling started, but was stopped. Vik had grabbed his arm. "Vik….I…."
Before he could answer, Vik had pulled him back up into another kiss. The other boy's eyes closed as he held him close. He started kissing him back, slowly closing his own eyes and wrapping his arms around the other boy's neck. His heart was still going mad, but instead of nervousness, a feeling of excitement was going through his body. He almost groaned when Vik ran his tongue across is upper lip. He had done this before with girls, he knew that signal. He opened his mouth, letting Vik do what wanted, what they both wanted. As tongues met for the first time, he let out a groan.
That seemed to break the spell as they both stopped, breathing heavily. As they stopped, he found that his arms were still wrapped around the other's neck, his fingers were going through Vik's hair. Vik's hands on the other hand, were no longer on his waist, instead they were both resting on his ass. Well, not really resting, more like holding.
They stayed like that for what seemed to be an eternity. Their eyes looking into each other's.
To his surprise, he could make coherent words. "Do you want to stay a little longer?"
Vik seemed to be speechless. He started to wonder if he did something wrong and was going to ask, but was quickly silenced by Vik's mouth again.
To Be Continued….
Author's Note
Okay Vik, stop being such a man whore. You went from one boy's bed to another in one night. Also nice job Remy, you may have gotten your son a boyfriend. Also good going Kitt! But how are you going to react to Edvin later? What about Edvin's reaction to this new development?