That's Not My Neighbor- One shots

Violence and well, Milk pt2- Steven X Francis

Requested by:Dreamnotfoundf0r3ver

( Francis's POV)

Blush erupted on my face as our lips pressed together, thought while it seemed heavenly I was glad that no one was paying attention or noticed.

My heart pumped so much I felt like I was gonna explode this single gesture. But eventually he sets me down an chuckles from my blush, "Is the milkman blushing?" He says loud enough for Only me to hear, I jokingly cover his mouth with my hands to avoid others turning their heads an looking at the two men kissing in the line.

Not that anyone would care about two men kissing, it was perfectly fine with Izaack and Angus but the problems with me and Steven were people would believe we were Dopples from this unexpected gesture.

"Not so loud" I whisper with a chuckle as I keep my hands over his mouth, bit I still felt his lips against my skin. He was kissing my palms, an I was blushing like crazy.
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(Steven's POV)

It was adorable seeing him blush with me kissing his palms, but eventually the moment had to end when it was Francis's turn to get checked in. Which would probably be difficult with the blush as normally Francis never blushes an I normally have a stern look.

But since we've done this before many times we were naturals at hiding our blush.

So when Francis got let in it was my turn, an as usual I set my stuff through the slot to be checked. Thought I couldn't remember if I had asked for re-entry to the building which as expected landed me this question, "Your, not on the list. Why's that?" The doorsman asks, with a couple breaths a speak, "I had to leave urgently due to an emergency at work"

The doorsman looks at me cautiously for a couple moments, my eyes watch him through my sun glasses as in my vision the bright lights were dimmed for my sensitivity in my Retina.

The doorsmans eventually looked away an as usual checked my stuff an called my apartment, an as usual the doorsman pressed the green button an let's me in.

Then locked with a

CLICK

Behind me as usual. Francis was leaned against the wall, seemingly waiting for me to probably get pay back for my kisses. But as he started walking towards me, he bumped into me an caused me to fall over. "Oh shit!" He said an tried to help me up. In the moment my sun glasses fall off an land on the ground.

My sensitive eyes burned with the contact of the bright lights, that I had to cover them with my sleeve, "FUCK!" I mutter as I hide my eyes.. totally forgetting Francis's presence as I frantically try to find my sun glasses.

"Steven?" I heard him say an I freeze, soon I feel his soft hands hold my arm. "Let me see, please" he asks, an he gently holds my face. I let him as he moves my arms away from my face, examining my eyes an scars.

It had been so long without my sun glasses that I seemed like a lunatic when seeing stuff. My eyes burned as he examined my eyes then gave me my sun glasses that I quickly put back on.

The wetness from my burning eyes drip down my face, I look at Francis as he offers me a hand up that I take. "What happened?" He asked gently, aware of my pain an waits.

I pant a bit, trying to regain my vision back. "Couple years ago, I got slashed by a dopple. An from that day my eyes are sensitive to the bright light" He doesn't say anything else, just holds me close.