JAYDEN'S P. O. V
"Leo. Love. What are you talking about? Talk to me, not at me."
He orders and the hopelessness of the dreadful situation sunk in and his little rabbit, dropped his shoulders as if at a loss. What the fuck was going on? What is bunny not telling him?
"His name is Shawn. I spent a year trying to get him to notice me but he never gave me the time of day. His human. Although I also gave up on him because of my interest in Xander. You know I wanted Xander, I wanted him close even as just a friend. There is a rumor that Shawn always gets what he wants, it was never me but now he wants you- Jayden. Jay he came from wherever and asked me for something but you pulled me away from protecting-"
"What are you talking about? At least finish your sentences."
Before Leo could answer, his phone rang. It was an unknown number. He answered for no other reason than to end the sadness in fated mate's eyes
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"Who is this?"
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Seeing his fated fist his hands anger and jealousy making him cute. Now he got why he was frantic earlier. Chuckling his fated turned to walk away but he held his arm, preventing him from leaving just yet. Holding onto his arm, he pulled him closer until his back touched his chest so he can listen in on the conversation. Leo averted his gaze as if holding back reasons to cry and that emotion simply was unacceptable. He planted a kiss on the top of his lovers head and his attention went back to the phone call.
"No thanks. I already have a a boyfriend thank you for thinking of me-."
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"Okay."
He was against being rude but his tone as he spoke about his fated made him drop the phone call and delete the number. Leo still trapped, loved and protected in his embrace.
"Aye. Mate look at me."
Embarrassed, his cheeks burning his little bunny smiled. It looks like he was not the only one possessive. His rabbit has the jealous league going and the only way that would cross his mind is if he was not secure about them.
"You are mine. I do not want others looking, touching or even talking to what is mine. You might regard me the same way, I do not care because in the end we will never let each other go. Common you can come study at my place."
"Never? You need to find someone more submissive than I can ever be."
"Leo I prefer your subservience, I do not need it because I love you and I love your spirit. Love. All I want is your trust, I value your obedience, as well as punishing you with pleasure. Let me not forget to mention your intellect. I never want to control you, you are literally the best part of my day and I will prove it when we get to my place."
Laughing Leo found all his stuff but his phone and he figured Shawn took it or threw it away somewhere. He will add getting a new phone to his monthly expenses they came with separate vehicles so they drove separate the anticipation stealing his focus.
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NOAH'S P. O. V
"You finally awake?"
Noah asked the man resting comfortably on his chest.
"Mmn no. Give me two more minutes."
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Back story to the altering events. After his shower Noah planned on catching the game before his date with the beautiful Xander. His hair still dripping he realized a knock on his door, that knock got him out of the shower early and he had no idea why. He walked out attempting to open the door while drying his hair. Opening without looking he assumed it was Toby he left the door open so he could enter, it is not like they have never seen each other naked before. Besides he is in a relationship with that Lucas who might get jealous and take a cheap shot on his money maker. Nxa it is not like his naked, he still has a towel wrapped around himself and he secured it himself. This interaction does not warrant pack war, besides in the eyes of the goddess who created fate they are just brothers. Tsk. Dammit. Water from his hair entered his eyes and he winced, breathing heavily trying ease the burn. Tsk. Damn this.
"Toby if you want to be here, here. Wipe my back, my eyes are killing me."
Toby took the towel and gently wiped, slowly drying the ridges. His fingers trailed their way on his skin as he shivered due to the unknown sensations that threatened to attempt to ruin his friendship. His fingers traced his back before the towel followed, this went on for like five minutes that is when he got his sense to stop him. There is no way no way his body would react to his best friend in such a way especially because he has never seen him more than just a friend or at best a brother. Weird, the scent was sweet, movements uncertain and Noah must be losing his damned mind.
"Stop. I am surprised you not with darling Lucas... Haha. Mmn, I have a date but my eyes still sting."
"I have eye drops."
A voice so soft, docile and sweet offered. Xander. Damn his an idiot. He stopped him from touching his body, gosh he is such as idiot. It is acceptable to call him a moron now. He opened his eyes, but immediately winced and his hand itched to rub the irritation. A hand stopped him, he deserves the burn or maybe subconsciously he wanted to really make sure Xander was actually in front of him so he risked opening his eyes again.
"Refrain from rubbing your eyes, here eye drops."
Taking the small bottle from him it was hard to keep his eyes open, so Xander took the small bottle from him and coaxed his head to relax.
"Just relax, trust me I am a doctor not an eye doctor but a doctor nonetheless. It will not hurt just tilt your head back. Keep your eye open, good. See easy. Now the other eye. Keep it open. Done. Just give it time to work, you will be fine."
"Haha. Thank you, I am glad I have a hot doctor by my side."
His eyes down cast and he plumped down on Noah's desk riddled with notes, the picture of himself that Xander drew were framed.
Noah could tell something was wrong but the best thing he could do now is wait for him to talk. Xander could not face his own fated opting to avert his gaze and what he said next made him understand why he refused to face him.
"C-Can you please find something to wear."
"Is my body distracting you?"
"Please."
Teasing this oddly beautiful man has a time a place and this was the furthest thing to the time so he complied with his request. Grinning, he felt eyes saying their goodbye as he entered the bathroom comfortable clothes in hand. He already had his date outfit on the top shelf but there was still hours to go, what's the rush? Stepping out the site that awed him was of florescent beauty.
"Xander?"
Sleeping in his bed was a beautiful knocked out mate. Screw fate they just met but they so comfortable, he is possessive and everything in him loved this site. Still his fated mate must have been extremely exhausted to have just slept on his bed. He did not stir when Noah entered to join him on the bed and in the blankets. He pulled him closer in to his arms and he goes further and plays with his hair tsking as his fated made himself comfortable on his chest. Sighing he held on tighter.
"My mother always told me: 'quite people have the loudest stories to tell.' I will never leave Alexander, I promise you forever and whatever comes after that. Trust me."
Screw it, he is all in. Comfortable and content he rested his concerned brain, giving into the happy dreams his bound to enjoy. His Xander fit perfectly in his arms, his arms almost wrapped around his waist but he took it as a side hug.
The mystery did not just entice him but now he wanted to protect his fated. He needed to be the man's solace, hell if he was going to give up his peace. Hell if he was going to give up the connection that plagued his senses. The smaller man in his arms belong to him and he takes care of what is his. If only Xander allows him, he would never mind doing that for as long as they both shall live. Slowly soon after he began thinking about their beautiful future, his dreams claimed him. He wanted to wake him and confess his undying love, then he realized it was just a dream. Thankfully only he had the real man in his arms.