Adopted (A PewdieCry Fanfiction)

Chapter 7: Fuck.

*Felix's POV*
Did he know what he did to me?.. When his eyes were ravishing my skin? He looked like he was eye fucking me. I'm not ever exposing my chest to him ever again. God, that was awkward.
I got into our bathroom and dropped my towel. I began to get dressed, pulling on boxers and sweatpants, finishing off my 'I don't care' look with a shirt and hoodie.
When I walked into the living room, I plopped down onto the couch, deciding it would be a good idea to watch tv and not be around Cry. It wasn't long before my adopted mother sat down next to me, and turned off the television. She certainly got my attention, and I sat up a bit. "Felix, may I speak with you?" Her voice was sweet, but she seemed a tad worried about something. I nodded, staying quiet, watching her with attentive eyes. She started off with a sigh, looking down. "Well... As I'm sure you've noticed, Cry isn't so social. That's why I adopted you." She chuckled nervously, looking back up at me. "After his father left us, he just.. Stopped talking. He took care of me more than I did him.. He became so hard to talk to. My sweet baby rarely spent any time outside of his room anymore." I listened to her, my eyes never leaving her. This all explained Cry's behavior. She continued to ramble on, but then she went quiet, staring at me. "My... My point is I really appreciate you accepting Cry. You've been so sweet. Thank you so much." She seemed to be tearing up, and I smiled, pulling her into a hug.
"Really, it's no problem. I promise. He's great." I wasn't lying, I was really enjoying my time here, despite the awful sexual tension. It wasn't even that awful.
She said her thank yous and eventually let me go back into our room. I think we spent a good hour talking. I like my new family. They seem to love me more than anyone else has before.
My positive thoughts were interrupted when I neared my room, seeing that the door was firmly shut, but I could still hear the heavy breathing coming from inside. The noise made sinful thoughts swarm in my head, and I slowly approached the door, my hand wrapping around the handle. I stopped when I heard distant whispering, definitely Cry's whispering, his words coming out in whimpers. I could tell what he was saying, but I wish I didn't, due to the effect it had on me. He was saying my name, over and over and over again, dirty things slipping from his mouth with my name intermingled with them. It took the breath right out of my lungs.
My breathing was slightly heavier at this point, feeling flustered and confused. What was he doing?.. Was he.. Jerking off? I tried to hold myself back, but I couldn't, trying to be as quiet as I could as I opened the door slowly, the noises becoming louder. My eyes widened at the sight of a horny, half naked Cry, touching himself. I felt dirty for wanting to watch so badly, but the sight.. It was hypnotizing. I felt my lower region become alive, and my arousal became visible. I was undoubtably blushing.
My sight-seeing was interrupted when Cry stopped, seeming to be close to his climax at that point, but he rolled over, his eyes flickering over to the door, and my heart dropped. Our eyes connected, and he immediately covered himself, a obvious blush showing on his own face. I was caught. Fuck.
"F-Felix? What the hell..!" He yelled at me, and I winced, slipping into the bedroom and shutting the door behind me. "Were... Were you watching me?.." He sat up, a blanket now covering his crotch as he tugged up the boxers that were around his ankles. I looked down, feeling ashamed, my hands stuffed into my pockets, trying to hide my hard-on.
"Y.. Yes.." I said it quietly, not daring to look at him. "I'm s-sorry.. I was about to walk in a-and.. You were in h-here.. Saying my name.." I blushed even more, his eyes widening as he realized he was also caught, muttering a faint 'fuck'. Both of us were in trouble.

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AN
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Hope you liked this! It's a bit smutty, sorry bout that. I kinda love smut. So deal. ^^