A Close Contact

Strangers With Benefits

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Written by Authoress Kamara

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Episode 4

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“Nathan!!!”. Jordan yelled in the hall catching the attention of a few students as he hopped onto Nathan’s back, the latter stumbling forward slightly.

He groaned in response. “What are you doing ?”.

“You are taking me to the field, that’s what you are doing “.

“And why will I do that?”.

“Because I’m your best friend and besides Coach is here today which means we’ll finally have a relaxing practice”. Jordan said as he wrapped his hands around the latter’s shoulders to stabilize himself.

“I’m not that strict”. Nathan rolled his eyes shaking him off his back.

He scoffed as a reply catching up to his quick strides walking next to him. “As if “.

The two friends turned a corner not paying attention to where they were going as they were busy conversing resulting in Jordan bumping into someone making their things fall to the ground.

“Oh! I’m so sorry “. He apologized immediately as he bent down to collect the paintbrushes rolling on the floor.

Nathan also bent down to help his friend pick it up as he finally looked over at the person who they bumped into.

Ivan Carey.

He panicked slightly not wanting to ignore him but not wanting to say hi either and make Jordan ask questions.

“Here!”. Jordan smiled as he picked everything up handing it to Ivan.

And with one last apology from him, the two friends went away without a reply.

“I didn’t know Ivan was in the Arts club “. Jordan muttered as they walked down the stairs.

Nathan probed curiously. “You know him ?”.

“Yeah. Well sort of, he’s in our class, sits at the back seat. I was paired once with him for a science project in freshman year “.

“Oh!”. Nathan muttered in response feeling shitty about the fact he didn’t know about Ivan earlier or even ever.

“I think Ivan might be actually pretty chill, that’s for sure. I wonder why he never hangs out with anyone, maybe we should invite him to eat with us at the cafeteria “.

Nathan panicked silently as he wondered of all the circumstances that would follow if Ivan were to be accepted into his friend group.

“Nah! I don’t think he’ll be very comfortable with us that much “. He said trying to make Jordan drop the idea.

He laughed in response. “I guess you are right “.

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Nathan laid on the bed looking at Ivan’s naked figure as the boy looked around for his underwear.

It was around an hour after their usual sexual intercourse, they had taken a nap on his bed not even bothering to find their clothes since they were used to each other bodies.

Then Ivan had slowly creeped out of the bed thinking Nathan was sleeping not knowing the latter was peeking from under the bed covers looking at the boy who finally found his boxers.

Nathan found him pretty, with his pale skin and lean body.

He wasn’t particularly toned, he didn’t have any excess weight but he also didn’t seem to have that much muscle mass.

He was just all soft.

As Ivan walked his way to get his glasses from the nightstand, his body insanely close to Nathan, he noticed a similar small bruise on his stomach again.

He had no idea where Ivan could have been getting those bruises from.

Apart from ongoing rumors at school, he knew absolutely nothing relating to school matters about Ivan.

Nathan furrowed his eyebrows as he thought about it.

Could it be that Ivan was getting bullied at school?

Why would anyone go as far as trying to beat him up?

He would have to keep an eye on Ivan at school.

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“Hey!! Watch it, kid!”. A boy snapped as his shoulder bumped into Ivan’s.

But Ivan didn’t pay attention to the remark simply continuing his way to his locker.

That was until a strong hand gripped his shoulders and slammed him against the lockers.

It didn’t particularly hurt but his eyes widened at the sudden violent action.

People in high didn’t usually pick on him that much because they didn’t notice him, only thing they did was sometimes shove him out of their way in the hallway or trip him in class and that was it.

But it was never anything serious like what was happening to him right now.

“Watch who you are messing with!”. The boy biased hitting his hand against the books Ivan was holding and making them fall to his feet, a few pencils rolling away.

Ivan was absolutely terrified.

“Hey! Bryant! Don’t get all macho on him, he only bumped into your shoulder”. Someone said pulling the older away from Ivan.

“Well if it isn’t the captain of the football team, never thought you would be playing justice warrior”.

Nathan rolled his eyes at the failed attempt of mockery. “Don’t hit people for no reason, Bryant, that’s just messed up “.

He picked the papers and pens on the floor before he grabbed Ivan’s arm dragging him away from the scene.

They both landed in the boy’s bathroom as Ivan sat on the sink while Nathan was helping him to sort out the papers.

“Your classes are really unorganized and your handwriting is messy”. Nathan chuckled taking a note of it. “I’m quite surprised “.

Ivan shrugged stuffing the crumbled paper into his book bag not knowing how to respond as he had never talked with him at school before.

“Hey, Ivan?”.

Ivan paused urging Nathan to continue but the latter stared at him for a while as silence ensued.

And then, Nathan raised his hands to cup Ivan’s cheeks rubbing them softly.

“Are people bullying you ?”. He asked somewhat surprised.

Ivan seemed surprised but it was very subtle, only a small raise of his eyebrows giving away what he felt.

“No!”. He simple answered.

“If they are, just tell me”. Nathan whispered placing a soft short kiss on his lips. “I’ll beat their asses if they hurt you “.

“Why do you care ?”.

Nathan shrugged. “Because, I want to “.

And with that, another kiss was pressed to Ivan’s soft lips though it lasted longer this time going further than just a chaste peck.

They actually kissed, Nathan’s lips slowly moving against his, his hands wrapping around Ivan’s neck slowly rubbing up and down his thigh.

But he was soon pushed away with a firm hand pressing against his chest when the kiss got too out of hand.

A crooked smile pulled at his lips and he tried to meet the other’s eyes, but Ivan only hopped off the sink and grabbed his bag with his gaze casted down walking away quickly after.

Sighing softly, Nathan ran his hand through his hair trying to calm all the voices teasing him in his head as he resolved to tackle what’s up with Ivan later.

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TBC

Written by Pink-Butterfly