Two hours of rest later there was a horn of a car in the front.

Valentine yawned. He was a light sleeper, courtesies of the dog they had who sometimes climbed into his bed to snuggle. Unless he woke up before the giant ball of fur 'snuggled' him, he was sure to be suffocating and spitting out fluff balls from the 95-pound Alaskan Malamute the next morning.

Not a fun way to wake up.

Getting up from his very comfortable bed he walked downstairs making his way outside.

"Valentine, you remembered Billy black?" Charlie asked. It wasn't a question.

Valentine's breath caught in his throat. He didn't look at the man in the wheelchair but at his son.

Jake.

He was gorgeous. Long hair cascading down his broad shoulders, full lips in a genuine smile, dark eyes taking him in, defining cheekbones, light brown skin radiating warmth.

"Valentine?" His father asked, a tinge of concern pricing his deep voice.

"Oh, yeah, yeah. I remember." Valentine said tearing his gaze away from the younger to look at his father's questioning eyes.

"Just lost in a memory." Valentine lied smoothly walking up to shake Bill's hand.

"Looking good," Valentine said a smirk on his plush lips.

"Still dancing, I'm glad you're finally here. Charlie, here I didn't shut up about it since you told him you were coming." Bill teased gesturing to his dad, who tried, but fail to look inconspicuous.

Valentine smiled, not missing the chuckle Jake made, his white teeth showing themselves.

'Damn, his canines are shaped.'

"Shut up before I slam you in the mud!" Charlie teased.

"After I ram you in the ankles!" Bill yelled rolling after his father leaving the two alone as they joked and played like children.

Jake walked up, smiling nervously.

"H-hi I'm Jacob; w-we made mud pies when we were little," Jake said nervously, rubbing his shoulder.

Valentine smiled fondly at the boy who thought forgot him.

"And you used to be afraid of the dark, so I bought a blue nightlight for you with my first allowance," Valentine smirked revealing the sudden embarrassment that overtook Jake's handsome face.

"Y-you remembered me?" Jacob asked, trying to cover up the pinkness in his cheeks.

"Of course, I do Jake, how could I forget the kid who danced naked in my dad's rose bushes and I had to patch up your cut because you didn't know rose had thorns." Valentine laughed leaning on the truck as Jake bush gotten times more intense.

"I was hoping you'd forgotten that" Jake mumbled.

"If you think I'll forget the first time I meet you, you're insane," Valentine smirked mischief in his eyes.

"Ugh, stop being so fucking embarrassing." Jake moaned, but the smile he had didn't waver one bit.

Valentine smiled, pulling Jake into a hug. They were the same height, Valentine liked that.

"I missed you, kid," Valentine said rubbing the thick black silky strands of hair.

"Not a kid... missed you too Val" Jake mumbled hugging him back.

"Where's, your sister- um...." Valentine could tell Jake was drawing a blank. Valentine releases the younger.

"Bella, she's-"

"Right here," Bella answered, walking up to Jake.

"Bella, this is Jacob, Jacob, Bella." Valentine introduced, hands now stuffed in his pockets, looking stiff.

"I vaguely remember you, my brother played with you every summer?" Bella asked, quirking a perfectly shaped eyebrow.

"Yeah, that's me," Jake said with a closed mouth smile.

There was quiet for a moment.

Awkward.

"So, what do you think?" Charlie asked walking back to the three.

"What?" The twins asked in tandem. Bella like always glared at Valentine, but he gave her no mind.

"Your homecoming present," Charlie said gesturing to the faded reddish-orangish truck Valentine was leaning on.

"This," Bella said a note of surprise in her voice.

"Just bought it off Billy here." Charlie nodded his head.

Bella smiled, her eyes are bright and gleaming.

"I'm not sharing with her, she'll wake up before me and leave me at home," Valentine said. She did it before, he soon got used to peddling to school.

"Good, it's not for you Val," Jake said, getting a look of surprise from everyone.

Valentine raised his eyes.

"Ok..." Valentine draws out. Not like he was planning to use it anyways, though it did kinda hurt to be dismissed like that. And by Jake no less.

"I-i got you something back at home...." Jake said, a blush on the pretty cheeks. Valentine's mood lit up like a light bulb.

"Is that what you were working so hard on?" Bill asked amusement in his voice.

Jake ducked his head. "I-i wasn't working that hard on it." Jake lied.

"Uh-huh." Bill teased rolling his eyes at his son's poor attempt at modesty.

"By the way Bella, I totally rebuilt the engine for you," Jake said as a way to take all the attention off of him.

"Oh, come on!" Bella beamed, looking over the truck, but Valentine couldn't take his eyes off the man who got him a gift of some sort.

As Bella gushed over the truck, Valentine walked up behind Jake, held him gently by the waist, moved his hair from his ear, and whispered. "I don't know what you got me but thank you." Before stepping back leaving a stunned Jake.

"I'll um, help Bella set up the truck," Jake said nervously, but before he could do anything, Valentine grabbed his wrist and turned him to look him in the eyes.

"She knows how to drive. Show me my homecoming present." He didn't want Jake to leave his sights for even a minute.

"Y-yeah, ok." Jake nodded. "Dad, can I borrow your keys?" Jake asked turning to look at his father.

Without answering Bill grabbed his keys and tossed them to his son.

Jake walked them to Bill's car. They both got in and Jake started the engine pull out of the parking lot and drove off.

"You're not old enough to drive are you, Jake?" Valentine asked looking at Jake's long hair.

"Nope, but everyone in Phoenix knows how to drive when they're twelve," Jake said glancing at his friend.

"Your fifteen, yeah?" Valentine asked.

"Um... Yeah, I'll turn sixteen in a few months." Jake said, something flashing in his dark eyes.

"I'm seventeen, and still will be when you turn sixteen," Valentine said.

'I'll make my move when he's sixteen, right now flirting will do just fine; I'll be patient.' Valentine promised himself.

"What did you get me anyways?" Valentine asked.

"You'll find out." Jake smiled; his eyes gleaming with mischief.

They were quiet for a bit, it was comfortable. But then his mind began to wander to some... unsavory places, and because Valentine never sugar-coated anything, he just went out with it.

"Do you like my sister?" Valentine said, going for casual. After a second, Jake laughed.

"What? I didn't say anything funny, did I?" Valentine asked, his eyes wide.

"No, I don't like your sister." Jake said between laughs, "why would you think that?" Jake questioned.

"Nothing really, but I'm glad you don't." Valentine smiled relaxing in his seat.

"Why?" Jake asked after a moment.

"I'm not quite ready for you to get in my mind yet darling," Valentine smirked, catching the look that passed through Jake's eyes.

"Yet?" Jake inquired.

"Yeah, yet."

They were quiet for the rest of the ride.

When Jake parked up at his house, Valentine noticed there was a lot of lands.

They both got out.

"It's in the garage," Jake told him as he walked to the said garage.

When Jake pulled the handle up to open the garage, there was a cloth covering up... Valentine gasped as Jake grabbed the sheet and yanked it off.

"No, you did not just gift me with one of the best off-road 2020 dirt bikes," Valentine said eyes wide, holding his breath.

"Well technically it is a remake of it, I found it in this junkyard, and I remember you telling me that you always wanted a motorcycle but were in Phoenix so I thought a dirt bike would fare much better with the weather, so I fixed it up an-" Jake stopped his rambling when Valentine gripped him by his shoulders and looked him dead in the eyes.

"You.... made this?" Valentine asked awe in his voice.

"W-well...." Jake shrugged, but his modesty wasn't fooling Valentine.

"Thank you, fuck I feel like that's not even ok to say after you just admitted you fucking made me a dirt bike because you remembered I said I liked them." Valentine laughed breathlessly.

"You're welcome, but you don't have to thank-"

"Shut up and stop being so dame modest. Don't downplay what you did, it's amazing, you should be telling me to get on my knees and thank you for this amazing gift." Valentine said before seeing a look of pure lust flash in Jake's eyes.

'Oh, he likes that does he?' Valentine smirked playfully before dropping down to his knees and looking up at Jake through thick eyelashes.

"Thank you, Jake." Then way Jake's name fell from his lips, smooth and sweet... like honey.

"I umm- don't tease me!" Jake squeaked, but he didn't move away.

"Tell me to thank you for it, Jake," Valentine demanded, dominant yet so very submissive.

Jake was quiet for a long time, so long Valentine thought he took his teasing too far.

"Thank me," Jake mumbled, looking away.

"For what Jake?" Valentine purred, he could see the bulge in Jake's pants, but he wouldn't do anything, in a few months.

"Thank me for.... for the bike I built for you," Jake said glancing down at the man at his feet, his face warm but eyes bright with desire.

"Thank you, Jake, thank you for your amazing gift. Thank you so much, I fucking love it." Valentine said not one once of lie to detect in his voice.

Jake let out a moan, one that stirred Valentine's limp dick, but he ignored it. This kind of play wasn't his style, but he'd enjoy it.

"Get up," Jake told him voice husky and raw.

Valentine did as he was told.

Jake didn't meet his eyes. Didn't even try to look at the other boy.

"Jake-"

"I gotta use the restroom, be right back." And then he was off.