8,9 and 10 for one of your favorite pairings??
Hot Damn Jazz! I guess we’ll go with the boys again. Alright, this is gonna get long...
8. Made a sacrifice for the one another?
It’d been three days. That’s it. Just three days. And yet it was like an entire life had been experienced and not one he’d ever thought possible.
There were demons. Okay, he knew that much, but now he’d really seen it. That was a different thing altogether.
Demons. Real, actual demons running around and making fire and poofing things into existence and not dying apparently.
Than.
That damn demon was... was something he’d never be rid of, even if Chayne did leave.
God. He was supposed to leave. Now was his chance. If he stayed... It would mean giving up everything he knew, everything he had left of his life before all this. For Christ sake's his mother had just died. Only a few months ago, and now there was all this?
What was he supposed to do? Just dive into a world of violence and constant threats and demons? Real, actual demons.
“Christ.”
It was time. It really was. He needed to go and be safe.
But that also meant being alone.
Sure, he could meet someone else eventually, but someone like Than? Nope. That was one in a million. But it wasn’t like Than was ready for something serious. At least he didn’t act like it, and that was what Chayne wanted from him. Chanye hadn’t really ever asked him though. And being with him made Chayne feel...
Alive. Wholly, truly, and for the first time in his entire sick life.
“I thought you’d be gone.”
Than’s voice shook Chayne out of his head and made him jump slightly. Sneaky bastard.
“Yeah, I...”
“What? Is something keeping you?”
Much as he tried to hide it, Chayne could see the want in Than’s eyes.
“Yeah.”
“You won’t be safe here. Even I can’t protect you from everything.”
“True.”
Than took a step closer. “And you’d be leaving Nola permanently. You couldn’t go back there.”
Chayne also took a step closer. “True.”
Another step. “And I’m a demon. We’re all demons. Chaos and magick is par for the course.”
Chayne mimicked him. “True.”
They were face to face. “I... I would be here though. I wouldn’t just flake out on you. I’d... I’d stay.”
Chayne met Than’s eyes and for a minute they just stared at each other. Silence and hope swirling around them like a heavy fog.
But then their lips were meeting, and Chayne was pulling Than so close to his chest there wasn’t anything between them. Nothing.
Than pulled back slightly. “This isn’t a smart decision.”
Chayne puts his hands on either side of Than’s face. “I really don’t give a fuck.”
9. Had a disagreement
“You’ve got to be kidding me!”
“I most certainly am not. It’s the best film ever made.” Than put his hands on his hips.
“Deadpool? Seriously? Best film ever made? Babe, that’s not... I don’t think you understand what a film is.” Chayne was shaking his head when Than plopped down next to him on the couch.
“Umm, moving pictures thank you very much. And Deadpool qualifies as that. And it’s the best ever. Ever.”
“Oh, hun. I think we need to diversify your movie intake. Action movies does not a film education make.” Chayne nibbled on some popcorn that Than made to perfection. It was his specialty after all.
“We do not. I’ve seen the best film ever made, and its sequel that we’re currently watching, and am therefore educated. Now, shh. The baby legs part is coming up.”
Than silenced any more convo with a kiss and then got back to watching the hilarity that was the D-Man with a baby’s ass. Film perfection.
10. Realized they were meant to be together
It takes Chayne a bit longer but this is when Than knew.
“No family?” Chayne raised an eyebrow, and Than was ready to hear the stream of pity flow out of his mouth, “Me too.”
That stopped him in his tracks.
“Oh.”
“You didn’t think you were the only orphan out there did you?” Chayne raised his brows at him.
“No. I just... That sucks.”
It was strange. He’d been on the other end of the conversation plenty of times. Heard the “oh no, I’m so sorry,” enough times to make him sick. But here on this side of the table, staring at a human he’d met a day ago, and Than felt something far worse than sick or annoyed or pitied.
He ached.
Chayne did not deserve a life of loneliness or pain. He did not deserve to feel abandoned as Than did. He was too precious.
“It does. But, I’m here when I shouldn’t be. Got a brand-new ticker, beating away. So it’s not all horrible. And someone died to give me this heart, so I’m going to make the most of it.”
Than thought of his chest. The one scar that had remained after all the times he’d died. An autopsy had been performed on him. He should have been dead. But he wasn’t. It was the same as Chayne but someone did give him this gift, his parents. And maybe he ought not to waste it. Like Chayne wasn’t.
“I think I’d really like to see you make the most of it. I bet there’s a freak trapped in there.”
Than pulled out Chayne’s shirt and peaked down to see a tight ass six pack. But he was soon shoved off, and Chayne was smiling at him.
Gods that smile. I’ll never get enough of it. Never.