Maybe the voice was right Maybe that was all he was good for, being a puppet, a chew toy that could be discarded off anytime.He was beginning to think there was a connection between himself and Spade but he was wrong.The man was only around for as long as he proved useful, but the question was what exactly was he useful for, he hadn't even done anything for Spade, if it were to be considered, Spade was the one that had done something for him.It was making his head ache the more he thought about it.He'd seen Spade's car parked outside yesterday and today but when he asked Matteo, the blonde had told him Spade had gone out to settle some business.He'd asked the blonde if Spade was avoiding him but Matteo assured him that Spade was just very busy with a lot of things, things Matteo couldn't tell him, Spade was in a better position to explain it to him.He didn't even know why he was bothering himself about whether Spade was infact avoiding him or not, it's not like they had a thing
"I didn't say you could leave" Spade's voice stopped Nate dead in his tracks, he let out a deep sigh before he slowly turned around, Spade had moved closer to him, standing just a few feet away from him."I didn't think you want me here, seeing as you told everyone to tell me that you weren't in" Nate almost spat out, but he still had to play it smooth and calm, Spade just looked at him blankly, blinking his eyes slowly as he watched every word pour out of his mouth.Spade's silence only made Nate feel like he had to speak up, at least he deserved that much privilege, and if he walked out of here without telling Spade what was on his mind, he might never get a chance again."I don't think you know the true meaning of calling someone your friend, but I'm pretty sure it doesn't involve ghosting them, and avoiding them without giving them a reason" Nate rushed out, all in one breath, Spade still didn't react.With his hands still in his pocket, his face blank and his expression bored as
After dropping Nate off at home from work, Spade made his way to his own apartment to get ready for his dinner with Nate.He was feeling the sweet excitement of it deep inside his bone.He didn't think he could miss anything or anyone they way he'd missed Nate the past few days he had avoided Nate.He thought it'll help him, maybe stop the way he was feeling for the young man but it didn't.He walked up his door and when he tried to open his door, it was already open, making him to reach out for his gun behind his back, he pulled it out and slowly pushed the door open, it creaked a little before he stepped inside the house.The light was on, and he remembered turning it off before he left.He walked inside the house, there was no one in the living room, but his eyes darted through the living room, from the kitchen door to the bedroom corridor, he then stopped his eyes on the couch, seeing a suit jacket draped on the couch, he recognized it and immediately relaxed, shutting his eyes an
Arriving at the restaurant Spade picked for the dinner, Nate didn't expect anything less but that didn't mean he wasn't surprised.The restaurant was the typical billionaire, hot shot restaurant he always heard about.Rory's.He'd heard about it countless times, but he'd never had the luxury or privilege to eat there, it was a big and well known restaurant in the city, it was in the heart of the city, so they drove for a while before getting to it.He looked at Spade and the man had stopped the car already, taking off his seatbelt, Nate followed suit but Spade was quick to step out and open the door for him, he looked up at Spade and the man had a soft gaze in his eyes for Nate, urging him to step out.Not wanting to waste more time, he stepped out of the car, looking around the busy part of city, he'd never get used to seeing the busy streets of New York at night."Come on" Spade's voice broke his amusement sight seeing, as his eyes landed on Spade, he still could'nt get over the way
They both dived into eating without saying much to each other, and true to Spade's words, the food was good, infact more than good.By the time they had finished eating, Nate had already finished two glasses of the wine, while Spade was on his third, but unlike Nate, he was taking it slowly.The table was filled with half empty plates of food, Nate felt kind of full, thank God he didn't eat much before coming here."Are you okay"? Spade asked gently as he looked at Nate, the younger man just nodded before picking up the glass Spade just filled up for him and taking another mouthfulSpade smiled"If you're not planning on getting drunk, I'd suggest you slow down on the wine" he said teasingly, and Nate just dropped the glass, his cheeks going completely red again.This made Spade to chuckle lightly, he liked seeing that red on Nate's face.He wondered if he only had it when he was slightly embarrassed of a situation or if his cheeks also turned red when he was in the deep clutches of p
He eased his car at the front of the Nate's apartment building, after a long night of arguing with Nate all the way here.Drunk Nate was a fucking inquisitive Nate, and he was very stubborn.Spade had initially wanted to drive Nate to his own house, so he could keep an eye on him there but Nate refused, he kept blabbering about how he would feel more comfortable in his house, and how he didn't want Spade to maul him in his sleep, when Nate was drunk, he was fucking blunt.He looked at him, finally sighing out in relief that the young man had slept off, but to his surprise for the millionth time that night, Nate was wide awake.Spade let out a deep sigh before he unbuckled his own seatbelt, he opened the car door and stepped out, walking around to Nate's side of the car, he opened the door and ducked inside, undoing Nate's seatbelt, he pulled Nate out of the car gently, all the while trying to stop his nose from inhaling Nate's scent, because that would mess with his head and mind.He
Nate groaned out as he shifted himself on the bed, feeling the softness of the mattress against his back, he slowly turned his head, feeling the throbbing in his temple.He rubbed his eyes, everything felt hazy and achy, well mostly his head.He managed to peel his eyes open, thank God the room wasn't bright.He gently got up, adjusting his eye sight to the room, his eyes landed on the covers, and his bare body.Tiny bits and pieces from the previous night had started to surface in his mind, the more he tried to remember what happened, the more intense the ache in his head got.He gripped the sides of his head tight, shutting his eyes and grimacing.He remembered going out with Spade to the fancy restaurant for dinner, he even remembered some of the things that happened, like how he watched the night sky and the city from the huge glass window, he remembered drinking wine and Spade telling him to slow down, everything was just rushing in at once, interlaping with each other, making hi
Sitting down on his chair looking at Matteo, he drowned out everything the blonde was saying, letting his mind to travel far.His body was currently on the chair in front of Matteo but his mind had already gone on a long journey towards Nate.It had been six days since Nate had started avoiding him, giving him space while acting as if they never kissed.The longer Nate stayed away from him the harder it became for him to get used to.He didn't understand why Nate had liked about the kiss though.Did he perhaps regret it, or maybe he wasn't even in the slightest attracted to Spade, making Spade to doubt himself.So he was the one losing his mind, driving himself crazy over Nate, when in truth the young man didn't even feel anything for him It had been a one sided thing.He realized he was thinking of Nate too much, something he'd never done in the past, think about someone as much as this, especially when it came to emotions.Infact he'd never been stood up before, but Nate stood him
"I want everything to be perfect" Nate muttered out and his sister just looked at him worriedly as she finally laughed"And it will be Nate, just relax" she said putting her hand on his shoulder "we have the rooftop booked and I checked earlier today, the place has been decorated just like you asked, and the cake is ready, even Spade's outfit has been sent, it's in the bedroom" she explained to him and he just sighed out and placed his hand on his waistHe needed everything to go as planned, he wanted the night to be a memorable night for Spade, after everything they'd been through, Spade deserved this, he even made sure it was at the restaurant they had their first date as friends.He had been stressing about this for weeks and now the day was finally here, he even avoided Spade just so he wouldn't make a mistake and slip up, he knew Spade was worried that they'd been drifting apart, but if only the man knew what Nate had planned for him.He even got them both matching tuxedos, every
One month laterSpade stood in the cell, watching Salvatore, who he had insisted he would keep an extra one month before he would torture, possibly kill, after Nate had asked him to do whatever he pleased with the man.Nate had surprised him when he told Salvatore that he had forgiven him, infact since he met the young man well over six months ago, all Nate had been doing was surprising him.He folded the sleeves of his shirt as he watched Salvatore like a predator watching it's pretty, waiting for a good time to strike."What are you doing here Spade? I thought your fag of a boyfriend forgave me"? Salvatore spat at him, causing him to raise his brows at the crude language Salvatore had used on Nate.He stalked towards a table in the cell, he had it brought there that morning, it had every torture equipment he'd ever used.He picked up two small knives first, then shook his head, smacking his lips"You see Salvatore, my boyfriend may have forgiven you, something I still can't seem to
Spade sighed out still looking at Nate, he gently brought his hand and tried to hold Nate's hand, but the young man just shrugged it off, trying to move away from Spade "Baby what's wrong"? He asked, watching as Nate snickered and scrunched his nose up, he turned to look at Spade with disbelief dancing in his eyes."Are you seriously asking me that" Nate whispered out, and Spade sighed before he sat down on the bedside beside Nate"I'm sorry" he whispered, causing Nate to scoff, Spade didn't know what else to say at that point, that was all he could come up with, he really didn't have any excuse to give."I know I should have listened to you, I shouldn't have left that day" he added, this didn't even seem to pacify Nate as he only turned further away from Spade.Spade grabbed both his hands and held them firmly "please look at me Nate" he whispered, his voice sounded as if he was close to tears, but Nate wasn't sure someone like Spade was capable of crying.Not that he wanted Spade t
Spade sat watching the beautiful man he had come to love with his very existence, if need be he was ready to die for Nate, actually the night he'd gone after Sullivan, he'd hoped he'd die so he could at least see Nate and talk with him one last time, but death didn't come that easy for him, especially for him.It had been approximately one month since Nate was shot and he slipped into coma, one month that Spade had to live without Nate, a very sour and bad experience for him.He'd barely left his side, he even stopped working, Matteo handled the mafia while he never left Nate's side, he didn't want to miss the day when Nate would wake up, although he was beginning to lose hope of that ever happening, even though the doctors had said Nate was responding to treatment and was close to waking up, he didn't see any improvement.It was the sane thing everyday and the beeping sound of the machine Nate was hooked on was getting on his nerve, some days he wanted to have at it and smash it to p
Spade took long strides towards the basement of his mansion, the dungeon where he was told Salvatore was being kept, he hadn't gotten a wink of rest, after leaving the hospital, he called Stefano, asking the man about something he'd asked him to do a while back, and luck was on his side because Stefano already had it under control, giving Spade even more push than he expected.He stepped into the basement and walked right into the barred cells, in the middle of it, Salvatore was tied to a chair, his wounded leg had been tended to, Spade had ordered that, he didn't want the man to die just yet Death was too easy for someone like him, Spade would make him suffer, but first he needed information from the man.He shoved his hands into his pocket, as Salvatore looked up and had a grin on his face when he saw Spade."I thought you had forgotten about me" he muttered, Spade didn't say anything to him, he just watched him with great contempt and rage.He clenched his jaw as he watched the ma
The drive was one of the longest Spade had ever had to endure in his entire life, he kept taking quick glances at Nate on his thighs, at a point he thought the young man had finally given in to his wounds, but the shallow breath that left his slightly parted lips, gave Spade a small but of hopeHe didn't know he was this impatient, not until he had to sit in the back of the car with Nate as he watched Matteo drive, it was as though the blonde wasn't even driving fast at all.But after the unending and torturing drive, they finally arrived at the hospital, he didn't even wait for Matteo to help him out before he got out of the car and scooped Nate up bridal style, rushing him into the hospital.For once he was grateful he'd settle his issue with Garcia, because now he didn't have to go through the excruciating stress of answering stupid questions from the cops about how Nate got shot or whatnot.He kicked the doors open as he rushed into the hospital, with Matteo right behind him, one
Running through the corridor, Spade took the nearest left turn that led down another corridor, okay Matteo was right, this place was a fucking maze, he was running when he almost bumped into Matteo, who was also headed towards the same direction."Was that you"? He asked breathlessly and Matteo just shook his head"I thought it was you" he muttered, and Spade clenched his jaws "and it's not Bernie, because he's with me" "Shit" Spade cussed out, he knew it wasn't Nico or Vince, he left them downstairs, he rushed towards where they had heard the sound, with Matteo right behind him, as they kept meeting more corridors on the way, making it even hard to decipher where the sound had come from.They took another turn, both of them already hoping this would be the last one, because it seemed they were getting lost in this house.They both stopped in their tracks at the foot of the corridor, it was just as long as the others, but he didn't bother looking at the end, because what he was seein
Spade was tense, the air in the car was somewhat awkward and intense, they were already on their way to the location where Nate was being kept, he knew he shouldn't be so reliant on his gut feeling but something inside him was telling him that no doubt Nate would be where they were headed.All the other hints they'd gotten over the past few weeks have all led to dead ends but none gave him this strong belief inside.They had taken two cars, he was riding with Matteo and Bernie, surprisingly Stefano had asked to ride with the other guy that was going with them, for some odd reason it felt weird that for the last hour Stefano had been with them, he hadn't tried to annoy Matteo as usual.Spade could tell something was wrong, especially with the way Matteo had also gone completely silent and his mood somber since they set out on the drive.He'd asked the blonde about it but he just said he was kind of nervous about where they were headed, but Spade knew he was lying, nothing ever fazed Ma
He was sitting at the head of the table, a few of his men were seated around the huge conference room, Matteo was sitting by his right as usual, while Bernie was on his left.True to what he'd ordered Matteo to do, the blonde had called some of his men into the conference room for the meeting, and he looked more alive than he had done in days, hope was evident on his face and it was much stronger in his heart.Something in his gut feeling told him this wasn't just a hunch, he could feel it deep down that he was going to find Nate.He looked at the chairs and it was just Vince, Nico and Murphy, one of his very good shooter, the guy was good with a sniper, he didn't want to have all of his men here, not because he didn't trust them but because the smaller the team, the faster and efficient they would be."I'm sure most of you already know why I called for this meeting"? Spade's voice bounced off the walls of the room, making them to nod, as that was making it even easier for him, he did