Sebastian's heart beats erratically inside his ribcage, anticipation runs thick in his veins as he keeps staring at Killian's captivating eyes, waiting for him to say something. But Killian takes his sweet time, inching his face closer, his breath fanning Sebastian's skin. This scene shouldn't make him as happy as it does. He loves how Sebastian looks so unsure, so hot and bothered caged between his arms. If he could, he would frame Sebastian's flushed race in his mind as a core memory. "W-What do you want?" Sebastian is the one to break the ice and strike a conversation, despite feeling like his heart is about to jump out of his chest any moment. Killian takes one arm away from the wall and runs his finger through his own lips, tracing his finger seductively. Sebastian gulps down. It's too early to deal with a boner. He isn't sure what Killian wants from him, where he stands with that boy and that is leaving him restless at this point. "You don't remember anything?" Killian asks,
Sebastian looks back to find out what Killian is watching, which is, apparently, more important than listening to him. He finds nothing out of the ordinary. Just some people enjoying their coffee. When he looks back, he is stunned to find Killian's eyes mist with unshed tears. Killian looks like he is gonna cry anytime and that hurts Sebastian. Killian never seemed so vulnerable, so lost before. It's true that it hasn't been a long while since he first met Killian. But Killian is definitely that person who masks his emotions and doesn't show his vulnerability to anyone. The fact that he is willing to risk that possible exposure, tells him a lot about the gravity of the situation. Killian's usual spark is gone from his face and that's when Sebastian realizes how much he loves Killian's smirk, his smartass behavior. Sebastian searches his brain trying to come up with something. What should he do to make Killian feel better? Hesitantly, he places his hands on top of Killian's which is
Sebastian drags a reluctant Killian towards the roller coaster, smiling like an evil. Even though Killian is acting tough, he knows that Killian is terrified. His face gives it all away. Sebastian wants to see how long Killian can put up with the show. "Are you sure you want to ride on a roller coaster?" Killian asks for the 100th time in the past few minutes. Sebastian rolls his eyes. Killian is acting like he is the one who is scared out of his mind right now. However, Sebastian decides to play along and fakes a scared expression. "I'm scared but you are here for me, right?" Killian nods his head slowly, laughing bitterly at his own misery. "Yeah. I'm totally thrilled to be able to babysit you." Killian replies through gritted teeth, still holding onto the fake yet painful smile. "Hey! Be nice to me." Sebastian demands, playfully punching Killian's arm, "Even though I'm afraid of it, I'm doing it for your happiness. See you are so happy to be here?" Sebastian continues, standin
"Let me help you out." Killian offers, going behind Sebastian. Sebastian tenses as he finds Killian wrapping his arm around his own, steadying his arm in a perfect position. "Loosen your grip. Don't hold it so firmly." Killian instructs, Sebastian follows his instructions mindlessly. His mind is thinking about more important stuff. Killian's close proximity might be the topic of his utmost interest. Sebastian lets Killian guide him, attempting to free himself from the tingling sensation that Killian's touch is providing him with. Killian places his hand on Sebastian's right hand which is holding a dart, ready to throw it. "You remember the fool who tried to hurt a minor in your workplace but ended up falling to the ground with just one punch from the minor?" Killian reminds him, there's mischievousness hidden in his tone. Sebastian nods his head to answer, glancing sideways to look at the man's furious face. Killian should get an award for getting under people's skin so smoothly
Sebastian fidgets with the hem of his hoodie instead of eating, observing the awkward atmosphere around himself. He glances towards his mother who is busy serving pancakes for his father. His own portion lies idly as he waits for his parents to settle down. He's on high alert, still trying to come up with an explanation as to why his mother decided to have breakfast together as a family today? Instead of gulping down the fresh orange juice placed in front of him, he gulps down his saliva, attempting to get away from the judgmental glare of his father. He doesn't remember when the last time he sat down with his family and had meals. It feels like ancient time. Over the past few months, he had always wished for a day when he would be accepted by his family and be loved the same again. If he knew getting back together and sharing a meal would be so awkward, he wouldn't nurture that wish. "Why aren't you eating?" His mother asks, stabbing her pancake with a knife.Sebastian hesitantly
Sebastian wants to react to the humiliation brought upon by the slap. He wants to give an appropriate response to her violent attack but he finds himself unable to do so. Knowing that he was at fault, he is ready to accept the consequences even though it's humiliating to say the least. Lia doesn't seem to be satisfied with just one slap. She is ready to strike again with the desire of reddening Sebastian's already red cheek. "Touch him again and you have to fight with me, bitch." Sebastian gets surprised seeing Oliver standing before him and facing Lia fiercely. He doesn't know where Oliver came from. Shame overtakes his features, being defended by someone when the fault is his. "Step away. It's between him and I." Lia hisses, trying to push Oliver away and get to Sebastian. But Oliver is adamant. He glares at Lia, telling her that he isn't backing off."You are a blind idiot. Look at the photo and see for yourself. It's edited! But of course, an illiterate person like you can't s
Killian punches the heavy punching bag with all the force he can mustard. The force is so fierce that the bag is only a few minutes away from falling from the ceiling, escaping the metallic loop it is bound with. Sweat drops from his forehead profusely. His bare chest glistens with sweat. He is panting like there is no tomorrow, tiredness taking over his system. However, he is still livid. The desire to hurt something to subside his anger is too intense. Unwanted memories flashes in front of his eyes like a vivid dream, making him angrier. No matter how much he punches the bag, it doesn't bring him the satisfaction he is longing for. Vulnerable. He is feeling vulnerable and he absolutely loathes it. Panting heavily, Killian rolls off the gloves. He starts punching the bag with bare hand, hoping it would make him feel some other emotions than the ominous feeling pumping in his veins. He is used to punching the bag with his bare hand. However, he is too agitated to watch his strikes r
Time seems to pass agonizingly slowly for Killian. He believed he searched every corner of the town but there is so sign of Sebastian. He is tempted to barge into Sebastian's house but he knows it might be the dumbest idea ever. Something about Sebastian's father rubs him the wrong way. He doesn't know why or how but he is sure Sebastian isn't home. A sudden phone call brings him back from his reverie. With hope settling inside his chest, he takes the phone in his hand. But It's not Sebastian nor Ethan. It's Alex. Killian sighs heavily before picking up the call. "What do you want?" He says roughly, sounding uninterested. "It's me, not Alex. You can hold back your bitterness." Comes an annoyed voice from the other side. "Fine. What do you want, Oliver?" Killian asks, resting his head on the leather seat, feeling the exhaustion taking over. "We went to Sebastian's house." Killian pulls himself back with a start. "You did what?!" "Hold your horses and listen to me carefully before
“Get ready fast, Kitty. What are you doing? We are gonna be late on our very first day!” Killian yells from the bedroom, tying his shoelaces. It's their first day of college but there is no sign of his boyfriend. He wonders what the pretty boy is up to. It seems like Sebastian's soul has possessed him. He can't believe how much he has changed. It's now him who is fussing over little things. “Sebastian! What are you doing, baby?” Killian asks, coming to the kitchen to find his boyfriend doing something. Sebastian seems to be too lost in whatever he is making. He just hopes it's edible. He doesn't want to get food poisoning on their first day of college. “What's my baby making?” Killian asks softly, wrapping his arms around Sebastian's tiny waist. “Shh, don't make me move. Let me do it properly.” Sebastian warns. Rolling his eyes, Killian takes a peek at whatever Sebastian is making. It's a Japanese style fluffy egg omelette. Sebastian is adding ketchup on it to make a smiley
Months have passed. They have graduated. High school is over. They are on the stage where they are applying to different colleges. Killian dreamt about this day so much. He was so excited to spend the last few days of high school in complete bliss. However, all his dreams are ruined just because of two bastards who are now rotting in jail and probably will stay there for a long period. Sebastian isn't the same anymore. He has become silent and distant. He craves for occasional skinship from Killian but there is no spark in him. It pains Killian to witness his lover in such a vulnerable state. It seems like forever that he last slept peacefully at night. Sebastian's lost face still haunts him to this day. “I'm gonna apply to Harvard.” Nick announces, gaining everyone's attention in the room. In return, he gets eye rolls and sighs. “What?” His voice gets smaller, narrowing his eyes. “If you get into Harvard with that result then I will happily dig my grave and bury my ass there.” Ki
Sebastian's heart drops down to his chest. He has been trying to pry Liam's hands off of his body but with his tied up hands, it's impossible to do so. His eyes darted around the place to ask for help. Unfortunately for him there is literally no one in this place except for the almost passed out drug addicts who can care less about Sebastian. Tears cascade down his cheeks. “L-Let me go, Please.” Sebastian begs, putting his bound hand over Liam's mouth so that he can't kiss him again. It disgusts Sebastian that this very boy bullied him for his sexual preference and now he is the one who is sexually abusing him. How can someone be so hypocritical? Liam disgusts him. Sebastian never thought he could hate someone as much as he hates this boy. He wonders how he could be such a fool to not discover Liam's true colour all those years. If it was only Liam and him, maybe he could have a chance in making an escape. But now there is another monster behind him who is holding his arms in a ti
“One, two, three, go.” Killian chants, playing the cord on his guitar while his friends watch him and judge him. “Are you sure you are gonna play this sloppy song?” Alex asks, totally disliking the choice of Killian's song. “Why do you think I'm practising it then, you dumb fuck?” Killian appears annoyed at his judgemental friend. “Ignore him.” Oliver suggests, shooting a glare at his grumpy boyfriend for the nth time in just one day, “It's a cute song.” Killian nods his head before testing his vocals. He hasn't sung for a long while. He doesn't want to make a full out of himself, especially when he will be singing on the stage to declare his love for his boyfriend. A seed of doubt settles in Killian's mind. He looks at Oliver with uncertain eyes, “Are you sure he is gonna like it?” Oliver huffs, hitting the back of Alex's head. “The fuck? Why did you hit me? I didn't even say anything this time!” It's rare to see the emo boy whine but when he does, he looks absolutely cut
“I smell something fishy.” Sebastian comments, regarding his boyfriend with a wary look. Killian discards his concern and flashes his famous smile, “Well, I'm not exactly a vegetarian. So, it's normal to smell fishy, isn't it? Come to think of it, I had salmon last night for dinner.” Sebastian's eye roll makes him laugh out loud. “Just go and let me do my work.” Sebastian waves him off, turning his focus on his work. Sebastian suspects something. It's unlike Killian to leave his side. In fact, Sebastian tried many times to get rid of his clingy boyfriend and breathe some air, but it was impossible. He turns back and shoots Killian another suspicious glance. What is he planning? Why does Killian suddenly want to go somewhere, leaving Sebastian alone the whole day? It shouldn't make him feel this way, but it does. You see, today's the final day of school's festival. A lot of stuff is going to happen today. Killian promised to help him. What's so important that he is willing to leave
It's been exactly two days since Sebastian and Killian have started dating officially. While Sebastian is having a hard time dealing with his parent's separation and fearing about the moment when he will be called in Liam's case, his golden retriever boyfriend tries his best to give him some peaceful moment that he craves for by showering him with overflowing love. “Stop it.” Sebastian mumbles under his breath, “We are in front of other people.” Sebastian warns his boyfriend, slapping his hand away from his ass. Killian pouts like a child, acting cute to get his way. Sebastian can barely hold in his smile. His boyfriend is just so fucking cute! “Oh come on, they are just annoying insects.” Killian whines, addressing his friends in a mean way. Sebastian snores in reply, slapping his boyfriend’s arm lightly. “Is that so? Wait, let me tell Andy what you just called her.” Sebastian makes an attempt to get away from Killian but isn't quicker than Killian. “Do you want to be a widower
Sebastian's heart drops down to his stomach as it starts beating violently. With each step his father takes, he loses himself into the world of panic and fear. Sweat beads start to decorate his forehead. However, It's not enough to keep him away from keeping Killian away from his father's terrifying eyes. He stands in front of Killian in an attempt to block his father's view of Killian, forgetting the fact that he is way too shorter than Killian to be doing that. Sebastian can feel Killian getting defensive behind him. He is sure Killian is ready to throw hands. But Sebastian can't let it happen. No matter how fucked up the man is, he is still his father. Sebastian himself doesn't know why he is still validating this man. He just does. “Dad, I was-” His speech was cut short. The only sound which can be heard right now is the harsh sound of his father's palm making contact with his cheek. So brutal is the force of the slap that Sebastian finds himself stagger back, losing control ov
“What's that noise?” Sebastian exclaims, too afraid that it's his brother climbing up the stairs. It takes a few seconds for Killian to process it. When he realises where the noise is coming from, he chuckles to himself before thrusting into Sebastian again, catching him off guard with the unnoticed wave of pleasure. “Someone must-” Sebastian tries to say but he gets cut off as Killian fucks him hard, leaving him to gasp. “It's just my alarm. Don't ask me why I have the sounds of footsteps as my alarm.” Killian pants as he speaks. “Really?” Sebastian breathes out, “Your foot fetish is getting weird.” Sebastian comments, panting as well. “If that was the case, It would be the sound of your footsteps.” Killian argues. “Get done with it already. Someone will really come up now.” Sebastian says, there's a sense of urgency in his voice. That's why Killian chooses to listen.Within ten minutes they are ready and good to go. As soon as they open the door, then find Josh standing at the
“Are you alright? God damn it, can't you be a little careful while working with objects like glass?” Andrea chides Sebastian, going near him to inspect his injury. Sebastian is dumbfounded by her cornering scolding. He remains quiet as Andrea takes a hold of his finger gently and takes out a tissue paper from her pocket to wipe the blood away. “I'm fine.” Sebastian mumbles under his breath, Andrea's concern is making him uncomfortable. “Shut up. You aren't.” Andrea tells him in a commanding tone which makes him bite his lips and shut up. From the corner of his eyes, he can see Killian approaching them hesitantly. He understands the reason but doesn't say anything. He believes he would be in the same dilemma if he were in Killian's place. “Let's go to the nurse's office.” She suggests. No, she orders in her authoritative voice. When Killian comes within hearing distance, Andrea speaks again, “I'm not doing this because I have the hots for you. I mean I had a crush on you ages ago