That's Not The First Time

Mikhail said to Philip 'Till tomorrow' but he didn't come the next day or the next one, not even the next, he didn’t come all week.

Mikhail was worried.

Too anxious to see him again and wanting to know if he was fine, Mikhail asked Aidan where Philip was.

"Hey Mr. Martin, since you're friends with Philip, do you know where he is?" He asked sitting beside him.

"Why do you wanna know?" He raised an eyebrow.

"I'm teaching him some new things and he didn't show up all week, today is Friday, so where is he?"

"Honestly, teaching him what? Sex? Knew it. You never even laid your eyes on him, why so suddenly?" He said getting up and approaching the older "I swear to god, if you're trying to mess with him, I'll beat you purple and blue"

"First of all, he wants i-"

"Exactly, that's the problem, he's risking too much just to try new things" He approached more "Yes, I told him to do it if he wants, but it's you that I'm afraid of, don't ever think about hurting him, mainly physically based on what you guys are going to do.

"I want it too, why would I hurt him you dick head?" Mikhail said putting a hand on Mr. Martin's shoulders to make him sit down again.

"Maybe because you're the dick head, not me… But if you still want to know, I don't know what happened with him, but you for sure can find him in his work, he never misses it"

Mr. Martin was lying, he knew what happened with his friend, but it wasn't his paper tell Mikhail about it if Philip wants to tell he'll tell when Mikhail finds him.

"Thanks for almost nothing" Mikhail said standing up to walk away "And..."

"What?"

"Who told you that I never laid an eye on Philip? You should shut the fuck up, you know nothing, Martin"

"What do you mean?" Aidan asked.

"It doesn't matter" He said walking away.

Tonight, he was going to Lust Nightclub...

|Same day 10 PM |

When he arrived at Lust, the lights were yellow and pink giving a sexy but also romantic vibe to the place.

Philip was on the stage with two girls and two boys doing a welcome performance, showing that they would be the performers of the night, Mikhail was fascinated, for him it looked like Philip was glowing. Then the performance ended and the younger went to the back.

Mikhail sat at one of the tables, and two more performances took place, after that three people went on stage again, one of them being Philip and even though it had two other people there, Mikhail couldn't take his eyes off him. It reminds him of that night...

Several other performances took place, two of them being Philip alone and then with another guy. Mikhail noticed that Philip danced a lot more than the others, doing harder choreographies.

It was already 1:30 AM, and since the place closes at 2 AM the next performance is the last one.

"Ladies and gentlemen, for the last performance of the night we have the one that everyone has been waiting for, the one who delights men and women" A guy on the stage started talking "The Phoenix that can burn you... Philip!"

The lights turned red and purple, and ‘Streets’ by Doja Cat started to play... Mikhail did know what to expect but he wasn't ready.

Then he came... Looking gorgeous, wearing an almost transparent silk button shirt, tight leather pants, and boots, all in black, with a sparkling pink eye shadow in his eyes, and his lips slightly red. All of this plus his red hair was driving Mikhail crazy.

'... And of course he would start dancing so freaking gorgeous...' Mikhail thought.

Every time he rocks his hips, every time he does a body roll, and every single time he lies on the floor arching his back or when he opens his mouth letting out a mute moan, turns the brunette boy on.

By the end of the performance Philip saw Mikhail, looking deeply into his eyes the younger made the last movement of the choreography ending it.

"Philip always burns a stage as a Phoenix can burn your soul" Philip said smiling, the lights turned off for a moment going back to the original colors.

Now, Mikhail was in the bathroom washing his face, trying to relax and calm down his problem before he going to talk with Philip.

|Philip|

Back in his dressing room, Philip was reflecting on today's performances, it was amazing again but adding the tiredness from the past days, he was exhausted.

He lay on the floor to rest, thinking about the long way he had till’ home, and sighed.

"So you can burn my soul?" He jumped hearing someone's voice.

"Fuck... Shit, you scared me" Philip said looking at Mikhail with angry eyes while the older was standing at the door.

"Chill prince, I didn't mean it" He said sitting on Philip's chair since the other was on the floor.

"It's just a phrase"

"Hm?"

"The Phoenix thing, it's just a phrase that doesn't mean anything, my boss created it for me on my first day dancing to the public here" Philip shrugged.

"It does mean something, you made every person there go crazy" Mikhail looked at him raising an eyebrow.

"Yeah, maybe" He said smiling weakly and sighing.

"So get up and come here" The older said in a demanding tone.

"No?"

"Philip"

Philip sighed and stood up stopping in front of Mikhail.

"What do you want?"

Mikhail pulled him making the boy bend close to his face and kissing him right after, a slow and deep kiss making both men shiver.

"For the next one, can you let me know when you'll kiss me?" Philip said blushing when the kiss ended.

"No" Mikhail said with a smirk.

"Ye-"

"No and that's enough boy, I need to ask you something"

"What is it?" Philip said standing up and crossing his arms, between Mikhail's legs.

"Why didn't you go to college all week?" Chris asked with a serious look on his face.

"Oh... I... For some personal reasons I couldn't go, it doesn't matter, right?" He answered with a sad look.

"It does matter Philip, even Mr. Martin didn't know what happened, you disappeared out of nowhe-"

"Wait... What? I called him, he knew about my... Oh! He didn't want to tell you" The younger said laughing at Mikhail.

"That fucker" He sighed "Anyway, can you tell me what happened?"

Philip sighed running his hands through his hair.

"It was some problems with my mom, she's an alcoholic" He put his hands on Mikhail's shoulders "And Monday when I arrived home she was on the floor passed out, she had an alcoholic overdose, I had to take her to the hospital and spent the last few days with her, she came back home this afternoon, so that's it!" He said, pretending he didn't care.

"And why didn't you pick up the phone?"

"As I said, I spent the last few days at the hospital, my phone died on the first day" He said rolling his eyes.

"Don't roll your eyes at me, I was just worried and you weren't answering"

"You? Worried about me?" Philip said with sarcasm.

"Yes, I couldn't lose my new apprentice, right?" Mikhail said smirking while squeezing Philip's waist.

"You fucking idiot" Philip rolled his eyes walking away from the other "I have to go home now"

"I'll take you home"

"It's close, I can walk there, thanks by the way" He said picking up his things to leave.

"It's late and it can be dangerous, so I'll take you there" He said holding Philip's wrist. "Tell me your address"

"1503 Levanter St." He sighed "I walk home every work day, Winters, so-"

"What?"

"What about what?"

"You said it was close, but it's almost across town, Philip" Mikhail looked at him shocked.

"Sometimes... I go... by... bus" He said scratching the back of his neck.

"Please, let's go Philip" He sighed pulling Philip by the wrist.

In the car was playing a soft song, making the younger rest his head on the window almost falling asleep.

"Why does your boss make you dance that much?" Mikhail asked.

"You watched all of the performances?" Philip asked blushing.

"Yes"

"Oh god" He lifted his head from the window "Anyway, about my boss, I don't know either, maybe because I need the money and he knows it and the more I dance the more we both earn, you know?" He said and Mikhail nodded.

"Hey, come to my house tomorrow"

"Why?"

"Tomorrow is Saturday, I can teach you the second lesson"

"Winters, tomorrow I-"

"Hey, call me Mikhail"

"What?"

"Call me Mikhail instead of Winters"

"You didn't stop calling me prince, why should I?"

"Don't you think Winters too formal?"

"Yeah, you're right, but it doesn't matter" Philip shrugged.

"Call me Mikhail, Philip"

"You-" The younger sighed "Okay, okay"

"So Mikhail, tomorrow-"

"Mike"

"What? Fuck no" Philip wouldn't use the nickname even if the other was begging.

"Yes"

"No"

"Yes"

"Fuck, MIKE, tomorrow I can't go to your house because I have to go to work" Philip was angry at him.

"Oh, I like you saying fuck then screaming my name like this" He said, and Philip was ready to ask what he meant but Mikhail kept talking "But, yes you can, you work at night so you can go to my house in the afternoon"

"But I-"

"Yes, you can!"

"Can you stop interrupting me?"

"Will you go to my house tomorrow?" He looked at Philip smirking and the boy sighed.

"You're so fucking annoying, you know that?"

"Will you?" The older one asked mockingly.

Philip sighed loudly.

"Yes, Mike"