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Chapter 7

The fire was everywhere. A young boy of barely 10 years old was crying and calling for his parents in the middle of it. He hurriedly run through the living room, trying to reach his baby brother bedroom. But when he open the door, all he could was an empty crib. Something ubearably hot hit his back and the child fell into darkness.

Dean wake up suddenly, his breathing uneaven. Even after years of doing the same exact dream almost every night, he couldn't get used to it and he probably never will. He unconsciously touch the huge scar on his back. It has been no nine years since the tragedy that cost the life of his parents. His brother body was never found but the police came to the conclusion that he died as well. Dean was send to his aunt and she raised him. Unfortunatly, she was a terrible person. His memories from the incident were very vague. He couldn't rememeber anything at all. And everytime he had tried to talk with his aunt that he didn't believe that his brother was dead, she called him "stupid" or "liar". She never treated correctly and when Dean was sixteen, he run away from her house. 

The young man get up from his bed and get to the bathroom. After splashing cold water on his face, he checked his phone, reading the worried texts from Alan and Sonic. It made him feels guilty for leaving so abruptly. He sighed loudly before deciding to go to the garage. He has to apologized to his team members, and maybe explain his reaction. 

The left side of the bed was empty when Way wake up that morning. He get up and put his shirt and pant on before heading to the kitchen. He was feeling better and could now walking without help. Strong indeed like would have said Kenta. Actually, he wish he could come back to the garage since he was missing it and keep selling his cars or maybe just work as a mecanic. Eventually, he could also talk to Babe. But he wasn't too sure if he was ready for that yet. 

He enters the kitchen and was welcome by a delightful sight. Pete was busy cooking and he was shirtless. Way froze on his track and start staring at him. He was admirative of Pete's muscular arms and perfectly defined pecs. The man look up at him and playfully smirked. 

-Like what you see ?

Way blushed violently and, too embarassed to answer, decided to simply sit down in silence, still stealing glance at the other body. Without loosing his smile, Pete put the food before Way and keep talking. 

-You are staring agin, Angel

-It's your fault ! Just put a shirt on !

-But if do, you wouldn't look at me anymore, answered the older with a pout. 

Way sighed heavily and rolled his eyes. Pete keep smiling and came closer to him, wanting to play a little more. He place himself behind the younger and whisper in his ear. 

-If you want...You can also touch. 

Pete was expecting a slap or some protest but instead, Way blushed again and turned his face to him with wide eyes. 

-Can... Can I ? Really ? 

This time, Pete smiled softly and gave a quick peck on his lips. 

-Of course you can. 

He walked to face him and as Way was still sitting, his face was right in front of Pete's peerfect abs. The younger hesitantly lifted his hand and toouch him, caressing Pete's body while the other was looking at him fondly. Then Way became bolder and start kissing his abs, earning a small pleasured sigh from Pete. Feeling the want coming from the younger, Pete become more serious and bend down in order to have his face close to Way's one, before puting anhand on his soft hair.