WARNING ONLY CONTINUE IF GRAPHIC AND LGBTQ+ SCENES DON'T BOTHER YOU, GRAPHIC CONTENT CAN INCLUDE LIGHT SEXUAL OR HARSH VIOLENT IMAGES!!!!!!
Darkness rang through the very heart of Quince's room. He tossed and turned thinking about what happened to those creatures with the glowing eyes. Did they vanish, were they gone...? No, monsters like those that kill with no mercy don't just leave when they run into trouble. But what if they were still out there...would they know about Quince and Apollo, and if they did, would they- a tap- at Quince's window. He shook as he crawled out of bed and lifted the window. "I-is anyone out there?" Quince asked, his voice shaking. "I-is anyone out there?" it was only Apollo. "You alright?" He asked his light mocha brown hair glimmered and shifted in the moonlight. "Yeah, it's just, you know, quiet..." Quince said moving to let Apollo in. "Well good thing I'm here now" Apollo said teasingly as he crawled into the room, "Or the monsters could have gotten you" He smiled his brown eyes glistened and closed as he patted Quince's head. "Hey" Apollo's smile suddenly dropped and he look to the ground, "Mind if I stay the night?" He said bashfully. Apollo often did this, and although Apollo was gay it never bothered Quince, what did however bother him was when Apollo slept on the floor. Apollo normally slept in Quince's bed, but on the other end so the two wouldn't be so close it would make either one uncomfortable. Quince nodded, "yeah, of course" instantly Quince jumped up on his bed and cleared a spot for Apollo, then tossed a pillow to the other end. He glanced at Apollo and the other boy crawled up to meet Quince's eyes, "thanks" Apollo said quietly crawling under the covers, and then sitting up before taking one of Quince's bears he had, had since he was three. Even at 17 he didn't have the heart to take it off his bed, it slept on the end of his bed. Apollo took the bear and tucked his face onto it's head, silence danced between the two boys. "Your parents again?" Quince asked. "Yeah..." Apollo turned to his cheek was resting on the bear, and he looked towards the far end of the room. While his gaze hit the other wall of the room, his mind was somewhere far from the room, or Quince, even this moment was left far behind, and the yells of his parents, his doubt and self-hate lost deep in the tears welling in his eyes. Quince hadn't ever done anything like this, but it was the only thing he could think of. As a tear fell from his eye Quince crawled over to the end of his bed, and lifted Apollo's chin to face him, then he wiped his tear with his thumb, and leaned his head to Apollo's. A spark fell between the two boys.
"Oh well" Elio shrugged, "what can you do" he grinned. "There dead now." Lukus pushed his glasses up annoyed, in an almost messaging way. "This isn't an oh-well, matter Elio" He took his glasses off and begun to clean them with his shirt. Elio glanced down to the small patch of showing skin. To Elio his shirt was a little too high, and his shorts a little too low. He smirked. Just as Lukus managed to put his glasses back to his face he felt himself being thrown to the wall at an inhuman speed. "Elio!" Lukus said blinking his eyes open, and glancing into his blue eyes with a smirk. He smiled back in a cunning sly way. "Elio, not now" Lukus smiled. "You sure" Elio grinned, "I mean...If you don't want me too but-" Elio trailed his hands along Lukus' sides and smiled "I can feel you shaking with excitement under this..." The white-haired boy grabbed the rims of Lukus' shirt "Pesky...unhelpful, little peace of clothing" Elio moved in and kissed Lukus' neck softly while lifting his shirt. "You two stop screwing around, and clean up this mess" Hecate opened the door and smiled. A smirk overcame her face "And next time, one don't do it in an interrogation room" She pointed "there's cameras, and two" She put her hand down and tucked it under the other, crossing her arms, and lifting the other to under her bottom lip creating an amused look, "invite me won't you?" She laughed. "Oh come on Baba Yaga, let us have our fun" Elio smiled turning around and letting Lukus up. "By the looks of those puddles, you've had enough" She laughed again. "Only with the dead lyubov'" Elio smiled, amused. "Both of you get in here, before this "Fun" dries up" Lukus said looking towards the dead demons.
Sun peaked through the window, and shown with pride, and strength on Quince's face. Arms...someones arms were around him! He startled and shifted, but only for a minuet when he remembered last night. Apollo..."Thank you Quince" Apollo's voice rang through his thoughts from the night before, "I never could have known I'd had someone so close to talk too as I do you" Apollo said. Apollo's blushing face wrapped Quince's mind. As if nothing else seemed to matter, Quince closed his eyes and melting into his best friend's arms, which were holding Quince close and lovingly, it was comforting. Apollo felt Quince melt back into him and when he opened his eyes slightly, Quince's glowing black hair shimmering in the sunlight. He wanted this forever. A pain crept into his chest when he realized he couldn't stay forever. Quince's parents didn't really care about him either, but they pretended to, and they would be up to Quince's room by 12 o'clock noon. Apollo grumbled and slid his hand out from under Quince sitting up groggy and slow, and the black-haired boy turned around to meet Apollo's glazed, fair skin shimmering in sunlight. The teen was already sitting up. Apollo yawned, and reached over Quince to the bedside table. Quince blushed, and turned away, he had been questioning his sexuality, but he hadn't ever really felt something he could write off as "love" yet, was this it. Apollo groaned when he picked up his phone and turned it on, then he turned it off, and set it face down on the table. Quince was blushing harder when he saw Apollo's tan hair framing his face, his body right over Quince's and his arms would prevent Quince from moving, even if he wanted to. He didn't. "Morning" Apollo's tired, morning voice rumbled through the throat of a man who clearly hadn't spoken for a few hours. Again Quince blushed. Apollo liked the was Quince looked so early, but nonetheless it was 11:30 and he had to be going. "I'll miss you, but it's almost time to go" Apollo smirked. Quince looked away. "I-I'll...miss..you too" With skin so light and loving, Quince wanted him, it was it...Quince loved Apollo...but could he tell him? No...he wouldn't...not now at least. "You're cute" Apollo had suddenly moved from over Quince to across the room. His little Russian accent...it was cute too, but Quince couldn't say it...he couldn't say anything he was flustered. Apollo pulled on his shirt and opened the window. "I'll see you later Quincy" Apollo winked and grabbed his phone, before vanishing out the window. "I'll miss you too..." Quince whispered to only himself, only him and god knew now, but Quince missed him already, without past tense.
