《Who Let The Vamps Out? (Boyxboy) ✔》Chapter 13: Playing with fire
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A/N: 18.03.20
The sexual tension in this chapter 😷🙏
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DING.
The timer of the oven rung and Aleksei opened it, taking the tray out with his bare hands. Noah's mouth dropped, his eyes widening in horror.
"Aleksei, you're going to burn yourself!" he shouted frantically, quickly taking the tray out of his hands, forgetting that he wasn't wearing any mittens either. The second his skin touched the smoldering hot tray, he let out a yelp and quickly dropped it.
"Ouch," he murmured, before realizing that their muffins were on the floor. "I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to drop them."
He was about to bend down to pick them up, but Aleksei grabbed his wrist and pulled him towards the sink.
"Are you an idiot?" He snapped, turning the water to the coldest temperature and running Noah's hands under it.
"No," frowned Noah, trying not to show the pain on his face, but he wasn't fooling anybody. Noah was surprised by how cold Aleksei's hands were, they almost stung like ice.
"What's going on?" Asked Mrs. Pie, who noticed the two boys who were holding hands in the sink and the fallen tray of muffins.
"I burnt myself," admitted Noah sheepishly.
"You should have been more careful. Did you not listen to the safety protocols at the beginning of the class?" Sighed Mrs. Pie. "Well, we can't do much about it anymore. Aleksei, will you please take Noah to the school infirmary? He's going to need some ice."
Noah felt even worse, feeling like he was only causing trouble for Aleksei who simply nodded at the teacher's request. He turned off the water and left the classroom, and Noah quickly followed.
Issa was surprised that Aleksei actually agreed. He would have normally asked someone else to do because he'd be too lazy to. Issa nudged Roman in the ribs with a smug smile.
"I think Aleksei has the hots for Noah," he grinned. "And I'm all for it."
Roman would have been to, if he didn't have to report all of this to Nyx.
"Is something bothering you?" asked Issa, noticing the frown on Roman's beautiful face.
"Hm? Oh, no. It's nothing. Nothing at all."
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Instead of looking for a nurse, Aleksei sat Noah down on one of the beds in the empty infirmary and took out some ointment and a roll of bandages from one of the cabinets.
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"I can do it myself," reassured Noah, who didn't want to trouble Aleksei anymore than he already had.
"I am very well aware, thank you," replied Aleksei, who opened Noah's bright-red palms and started applying some cream on it.
"Didn't you burn yourself too?" He asked, breaking the silence.
"I did. I just have a higher tolerance to pain than you."
"Are you calling me weak?" Scoffed Noah.
"Does this hurt?" He asked, pressing a finger against Noah's palm. Noah abruptly pulled away, hissing in pain.
"Ouch! Of course it does!"
Aleksei smiled, pulling Noah's hand back towards him. "Then yes, I'm calling you weak."
Noah studied Aleksei's hands but there were no signs of a second degree burn. They were just as pale as they usually were.
Were vampires immune to heat? Well, at least he didn't get hurt...
Noah was surprised by how gentle Aleksei was when wrapping the bandage around his palms. He didn't expect him to treat him so kindly either and unconsciously started smiling.
"What are you doing with your lips?" Scowled Aleksei, referring to Noah's smile.
"It's called smiling. You should try it some time."
And that almost made Aleksei smile. Emphasize on the 'almost'.
"Why are you smiling?"
"Just a few minutes ago you were telling me that you were dangerous. But here you are, helping me treat my injury," Noah pointed out.
"Out of pity," Aleksei clarified. "Your stupidity and recklessness is beyond anyone's I've seen."
"You're a softie."
Aleksei shot him a glare.
"An intimidating softie," reassured Noah. "Hey, so do you ever get hot or cold?"
"No, but I do get annoyed."
Noah studied Aleksei's face. "Do you ever get tired of being bitter?"
Aleksei didn't even pause to think. "Never."
"How about pain? Does anything hurt you?"
"Only when people talk."
Noah narrowed his eyes. "That's not a very nice thing to say."
"I'm not a very nice person."
"People aren't going to want to be your friend if you keep dissing them the second you open your mouth," argued Noah.
"The tragedy of my life."
Noah glared at Aleksei who was starting to enjoy this and let out a small sigh.
"I want to be your friend," he stated. "And you're not making this very easy for me."
There it was again. The fired up determination glistening in those pools of greenery. Aleksei hesitated at first, but finally decided to see where their conversation would lead on.
"One question," he finally decided. The way Noah's face brightened up made him scowl. Not because he didn't like it, but because he did. "I'll let you ask me one quest-"
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"Will you be my friend?" Blurted Noah.
"What?"
"Will you be my friend?"
"You could have asked me a million important questions and you chose the stupidest one?"
"Which proves how badly I want to be friends with you," Noah pointed out.
"Why?"
"I already told you. It's because you seem lonely and miserable."
Aleksei found it ridiculous that he'd live to see a day where a mere human would pity him.
"If I say yes will you stop asking?"
Noah quickly nodded.
"Fine," muttered Aleksei.
"I need to hear a solid 'yes'," said Noah, earning a dark glare.
"Yes, Noah, I shall be your friend."
"Great!" He grinned. "You know, there are a lot of rules to being friends."
Aleksei raised a brow.
"One, friends trust each other but I'm guessing you're a little bit rusty in that area. We'll work on it, no worries," reassured Noah, earning a scoff from Aleksei. "Two, friends are honest with each other, but we can also work on that. And three, most important of them all, friends don't eat each other. Ever."
Aleksei's eyes widened as he realized Noah's ulterior motive. Of course, apart from the fact Noah genuinely wanted to be his friend, he also wanted to be reassured that his new friend wouldn't eat him.
"So you might want to stop glancing at my neck and lips as if you wanted to eat me," laughed Noah, who had noticed Aleksei's wandering blue eyes. "Let's start over, shall we?"
Noah gave out his bandaged hand with a confident grin. "Hi, my name is Noah Sorin, and I'm investigating vampires for the FBI. It's nice to meet you."
Aleksei stared at Noah in shock, not expecting this at all. Noah had just revealed his identity in front of him. He looked down at Noah hand before biting his lower lip that pulled into a smile. For a mortal to offer his hand and think that they were actually on equal footings was laughable.
Incredibly brave or ridiculously stupid... Whichever it was, Noah perked Aleksei's interest.
He took Noah's hand, careful not to squeeze too hard against Noah's injury.
"Aleksei Griffon," he said in return. "And I'm one of the many vampires you came to investigate."
Noah had already known Aleksei's identity, but to hear him say it aloud was still astounding to him. He felt the coldness of Aleksei's hand that felt both soothing and painful against his skin. And when he looked up towards his blue eyes, a strange spark flickered inside his chest.
"Are you scared?"
Noah shook his head. "Just nervous. I've never held someone's hand for so long before."
Despite saying that, none of them let go, secretly enjoying the intimate feeling of two polar opposite temperatures clashing.
"Are you scared?" Asked Noah. And for once, Aleksei didn't answer right away. Noah was ridiculously straightforward and honest, and his spontaneous personality made him even more interesting.
"Perhaps I'm a little taken aback," he said in an attempt to make an effort on this so called "honesty".
Aleksei's eyes slowly lowered to Noah's cherry-red lips.
"I thought we said we weren't going to eat other," said Noah. But Aleksei wasn't looking at Noah's lips because he was hungry. He was looking at Noah's lips for another reason.
They were still holding hands and Aleksei pulled Noah towards him. Noah's left hand pressed against Aleksei's strong thigh to prevent himself from falling forward, his eyes widening at how solid it felt. He looked up in surprise. Their faces were now only inches away, staring into each others eyes.
Noah's caramel, brown hair fell over his green eyes that were the hue of the new spring growth, bright and soft all at once. There were flecks of strength, of the kind of green that comes only as summer advances.
"I might hurt you," he warned in a husky whisper, but there was blanket of gentleness over his tone.
"Try me," challenged Noah. "I dare you."
A smile pulled at Aleksei's lips.
"Maybe I will." He placed one cold against Noah's warm cheek, slowly leaning forward. Noah knew what he was about to do, but strangely, he didn't pull away. Instead, his lips parted slightly, his own body gravitating towards Aleksei.
But right before their lips touched, they heard a door open. The nurse walked in, blinking in surprise. She looked towards Noah and Aleksei who were still holding hands, and then to Noah's left hand that was on Aleksei's thigh, before looking back towards their eyes.
Aleksei didn't budge, more annoyed than flustered. Noah on the other hand, quickly pulled away from Aleksei and let out a nervous chuckle, his face reddening.
"I burnt my hands," he quickly explained, raising them to show her. "He was helping me bandage them."
The nurse nodded but didn't seem entirely convinced.
"If you two are finished, then head back to class," she said gruffly. Noah nodded and quickly stood up. They both headed for the door.
"Oh, and boys? Just for future reference," said the nurse. Noah and Aleksei turned towards her. She pointed at a drawer across the room. "The condoms are over there."
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A/N: Leave a vote to pray for our boys Alek & Noah 😔🙏
Random question because I've been bored and would like to read comments: do any of you have a crush? An embarrassing/funny/cute storytime about a previous/current crush to share? I can't wait to read^^
Chapter 15 will be published on Patreon this afternoon. If you thought this chapter was spicey, wait until you read chap 15🤫😏
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