Secrets [1]
anonymous
October 27 2009, 02:32:02 UTC
Toris isn’t sure that a raging, angry Feliks is a good thing. But he braces himself for the worst, and hopes that there are no temper tantrums.
“Liet, can I like, talk to you for a sec?” Feliks asks, grabbing Toris’s wrist forcefully. When the blond got like this, the brunette couldn’t refuse knowing he didn’t have a choice.
“Sure, what’s wrong?” Feliks, instead of answering, kisses him swiftly.
“I’ve been in, like, a terrible mood lately. And kissing you seemed like the best idea!” Feliks explains with a giggle. Toris blushes and sputters incoherently. When he finally manages some semblance of intelligence, he manages to shout: “What the hell was that for?” The Polish boy says nothing but instead, Feliks waves goodbye while blowing him a kiss and oh my god is he winking at him suggestively?
…How unexpected.
The brunette shuffles to class with his face buried in his books. He bumps into someone.
“I’m so sorry, are you all right?” Toris says in one breath, his face a deep red.
“It’s all right, don’t worry about it,” a familiar voice says with a chuckle. The brunette looks up into the very blue eyes of Alfred, looking uncharacteristically depressed for someone so happy.
“Is something wrong?” Toris asks, genuinely concerned (although, a few seconds later, he’s unsure if he actually wants to know what the blond is thinking…)
“I’m fine, don’t worry about it,” Alfred snaps, stalking away.
“You can talk to me, you know…” Toris offers weakly. Alfred smiles.
“You’re sweet, you know that?” The brunette stutters a nearly incoherent reply, causing the blond to laugh a bit. Without notice, the two boys’ lips lock together in a passionate kiss, warm and soft and all too unexpected. Alfred then breaks the kiss and looks surprised upon doing so.
“Why didn’t you kiss me back?”
“Because a guy randomly kissing you in the hallway isn’t startling at all!” Alfred smiles cheekily.
“Guess that kiss was a bit random…”
“I’ll be around if you want to talk,” Toris offers again but not as weakly as before.
“I’ll take note of that. Talk to ya later?” The brunette smiles.
“Sure.”
- - -
Toris isn’t sure how Feliks managed to get Toris an empty classroom for his new ‘therapist job’. Frankly, Toris finds almost everything Feliks does a bit surprising, but this situation is something entirely different from what the Lithuanian is used to. He waits patiently for someone to open the door and exclaim that they need help from him.
“Hey, Toris? You here?” As if on cue, Alfred’s voice echoes in the room anxiously.
“Hey! Would you like to take a seat?” The brunette points to the couch Feliks managed to ‘borrow’ from one of the eleventh grade English teacher’s class. Alfred sits and begins twirling his hair.
“So…I can tell you anything.” The blond says incredulously.
“Yes, you can.”
Alfred sighs. “So Arthur and I are having relationship problems….and I have no idea how to deal with it.”
“What happened?” Toris asks with a raised eyebrow.
“…You promise you won’t tell anyone?”
“I promise!”
“He just…hasn’t been talking to me. And I don’t even know why!”
“Give him some space, I think that’s the best thing you can do right now.” Alfred smiles his patented million watt grin, and Toris feels his face get hot.
“Thanks~!” He says enthusiastically, enveloping the brunette in a hug.
I hope the OP likes this...Also, I'll continue if enough people like it
“Liet, can I like, talk to you for a sec?” Feliks asks, grabbing Toris’s wrist forcefully. When the blond got like this, the brunette couldn’t refuse knowing he didn’t have a choice.
“Sure, what’s wrong?” Feliks, instead of answering, kisses him swiftly.
“I’ve been in, like, a terrible mood lately. And kissing you seemed like the best idea!” Feliks explains with a giggle. Toris blushes and sputters incoherently. When he finally manages some semblance of intelligence, he manages to shout: “What the hell was that for?” The Polish boy says nothing but instead, Feliks waves goodbye while blowing him a kiss and oh my god is he winking at him suggestively?
…How unexpected.
The brunette shuffles to class with his face buried in his books. He bumps into someone.
“I’m so sorry, are you all right?” Toris says in one breath, his face a deep red.
“It’s all right, don’t worry about it,” a familiar voice says with a chuckle. The brunette looks up into the very blue eyes of Alfred, looking uncharacteristically depressed for someone so happy.
“Is something wrong?” Toris asks, genuinely concerned (although, a few seconds later, he’s unsure if he actually wants to know what the blond is thinking…)
“I’m fine, don’t worry about it,” Alfred snaps, stalking away.
“You can talk to me, you know…” Toris offers weakly. Alfred smiles.
“You’re sweet, you know that?” The brunette stutters a nearly incoherent reply, causing the blond to laugh a bit. Without notice, the two boys’ lips lock together in a passionate kiss, warm and soft and all too unexpected. Alfred then breaks the kiss and looks surprised upon doing so.
“Why didn’t you kiss me back?”
“Because a guy randomly kissing you in the hallway isn’t startling at all!” Alfred smiles cheekily.
“Guess that kiss was a bit random…”
“I’ll be around if you want to talk,” Toris offers again but not as weakly as before.
“I’ll take note of that. Talk to ya later?” The brunette smiles.
“Sure.”
- - -
Toris isn’t sure how Feliks managed to get Toris an empty classroom for his new ‘therapist job’. Frankly, Toris finds almost everything Feliks does a bit surprising, but this situation is something entirely different from what the Lithuanian is used to. He waits patiently for someone to open the door and exclaim that they need help from him.
“Hey, Toris? You here?” As if on cue, Alfred’s voice echoes in the room anxiously.
“Hey! Would you like to take a seat?” The brunette points to the couch Feliks managed to ‘borrow’ from one of the eleventh grade English teacher’s class. Alfred sits and begins twirling his hair.
“So…I can tell you anything.” The blond says incredulously.
“Yes, you can.”
Alfred sighs. “So Arthur and I are having relationship problems….and I have no idea how to deal with it.”
“What happened?” Toris asks with a raised eyebrow.
“…You promise you won’t tell anyone?”
“I promise!”
“He just…hasn’t been talking to me. And I don’t even know why!”
“Give him some space, I think that’s the best thing you can do right now.” Alfred smiles his patented million watt grin, and Toris feels his face get hot.
“Thanks~!” He says enthusiastically, enveloping the brunette in a hug.
I hope the OP likes this...Also, I'll continue if enough people like it
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