Behind Closed Doors

18. Little white lies

He stares into my eyes and kisses me again while pulling up my t-shirt and he pulls it over my head once he backs away, wandering over my body with his hands, his soft touch just making me crave for more

I start unbuttoning his shirt but he pulls away and just rips it off, the buttons hitting the floor while he starts placing kisses on my chest, leaving marks as he goes, moving down further and further and I start heavy breathing. We make eye contract once he passes my bellybutton and I nod to give him permission to proceed, he pulls of my pants in a smooth motion leaving me in just my underwear and socks as he staring at me like im the first drop of water he has seen in weeks. Fuck the things he makes me feel...

He starts to take off his pants and the doorbell rings, we both ignore it as he hovers over me again, skin to skin. My hands discovering every inch of him as I move them up and down his body while he starts kissing me uncontrollably

The doorbell rings again and we shake it off again, my hands wander down his body to the rim of his boxers, his erection moving the fabric which I can feel

The door rings again alongside knocking on the door

"Arthur, I know you're home. I got a key so if you wont open it I will just walk in" I hear in a familiar voice and push Arthur off of me

"Oh my god Charles" I say and grab my clothes, and stumble over the carpet as I run into Arthurs bedroom to hide, leaving Arthur dealing with it by himself to keep the secret safe

I put on my pants and grab the shirt that I quickly threw on his bed and notice its Arthurs buttoned up t-shirt which buttons are scattered all over the living room floor when I pick it up

"Fuck" I say to myself and hear the door open. I look at Arthurs closet and decide I have no choice to take one of his shirts. If Charles catches us, I can just say I brought him home from work since we was my last patient or something like that but I wouldn't have that when I am shirtless in his little brothers room

"What have you been doing? Why didn't you open the door?" Charles asks Arthur

"I was asleep, I just got back from my doctors appointment" he responds and I just eavesdrop their conversation, as I hide against the wall next to his bed away from the door

"I just wanted to check if you needed groceries or anything, or if you just wanted a little chat" Charles respond and I can hear them walk into the kitchen

"No im alright, I just need some sleep thats all" Arthur says

"Something is going on, you seem so different lately" I hear Charles say and I start stressing out

"Its just the injury, it healed already and im just happy" Arthur responds

"Also is that a new shirt?" He asks him "Looks like you got some inspiration from my friend Nick" Charles adds

"Would that be a bad thing?" Arthur asks

"Not at all, just didn't think you would he into his style. Doesnt seem like you at all" Charles says

"Well, I think Nick has great sense of fashion" Arthur tells Charles

"I thought you two didn't get along, shocker that you can say a nice thing about him"

"Well time changes, I can partially accept him now" Arthur responds and Charles laughs

"I will not tell him you said that, he might get in over his head"

"Oh yeah sure" Arthur laughs a bit to much for my liking

"But if its okay with you I will go back to sleep. Thanks for coming by" Arthur tells Charles

"Oh yeah sure, just text me if you need anything" Charles says "also are you joining me in Spain or not?"

"I'll give it a thought" Arthur responds

"Come on, think about the hot Spanish girls" Charles says to get him to change his mind

"Not interested Charles..." he says and I hear him opening the door again

"Come one I can't just leave you hanging by yourself, you need to find someone special" Charles says his voice turning more quiet since he is walking away

"I will when its time, just shut up and let me sleep" Arthur say

"Alright, get well soon" Charles says

"Thank you, Ill see you" Arthur says and I hear the door shut and peak out of the room and see Arthur standing there by himself smiling at my head sticking out of the room, smiling at Arthur wearing my shirt

"You like my sense of fashion?" I chuckle

"Oh shut up" he says with a smile

"I also borrowed one of your shirts" I say looking down at the red ferrari team kit with his name on it

"Its looks good on you, maybe I should get you some more Ferrari T-shirts" he smirks pulling me in by my waist to connect our lips, the hot energy from earlier faded, his kiss is just sweet and caring instead of filled with lust

"Why don't you sit down in the living room, ill get us something to drink and we can watch a movie" Arthur says holding my hand and I nod and he walks towards the kitchen and I just stand in the hallway. Feeling bad about lying to my best friend about liking... loving his little birther and hiding a scary diagnosis from everyone, friends, family and worst of all Arthur...