"I'm burning and it's because of you."
Three years ago one decision tore them apart before they even could be together. Now they meet again. With memories of the past and sweet promises of the future the world doesn't seem so bad. But the greed and...
"The most I can do for my friend is simply be his friend."
- Henry David Thoreau
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"Wasn't expecting you to agree with my restaurant idea so quickly. How about your mother, will she be alright with that?" Earth said as they entered Mix's apartment.
"It's my shop, remember? Plus, I liked the idea so I went with it," Mix shrugged and locked the door behind them.
"I'm glad you did," Earth said, hugging Mix from behind and giving him a kiss on the neck.
"Let go of me, friend," Mix pushed Earth away and turned on a TV hanging on the wall next to a full-size mirror.
Earth turned Mix around and kissed him softly, "friends don't do this."
"Friends with benefits do," Mix casually said, taking one step backwards from Earth.
Earth raised his eyebrow, "you really want to play with me today?"
"Play with you? What am I, a child?" Before those words could fully leave Mix's mouth his body was pushed on the bed with Earth pinning him down so that Mix couldn't move even if he tried.
"You admit that we are boyfriends or I'm going home," Earth said and Mix could see that annoyingly attractive smirk on Earth's lips.
"Okay," Mix sighed, he could see Earth's smirk growing even bigger, "call, me when you get home."
And the smirk was gone faster than it appeared, "what?"
"Call me when you get home, my friend," Mix repeated smugly. If Earth thought that he was in charge here, then he was awfully wrong.
Earth crumbled down, boring his head in the crook of Mix's neck, "doll, come on...did I do something wrong?"
Mix giggled, brushing his fingers lightly through Earth's hair, "you getting worked up over me not admitting that you are my boyfriend is quite adorable, you know?"
"What's adorable? It's hurting my feelings."
"You are such a baby," Mix kissed the crown of Earth's head, "we agreed not to go around and tell everyone that we are a thing, remember?"
Earth rosed himself up on his elbows, "but there's no one here."
"Doesn't mean I can't practice," Mix winked.
"I hate you."
"The feeling's mutual," Mix whispered, pulling Earth down, locking their lips in a hungry kiss.
Earth groaned, his hands travelling under Mix's shirt, gently caressing the healing bruises on Mix's tender skin.
Mix moaned, pulling on Earth's shirt, "I want you, I want you so bad," his voice hoarse, breathing heavy.
