Connecting Threads.

Staying different is best.

Xavier gazed intently at his phone. But he was distracted by all the noise in the background. Xavier didn't care though. The man was in a hefty mood since last week. Xavier knew why but reflecting on it made him unsure about himself and resenting that very side of him.

A side he should have kept to himself. Xavier loathed that part of himself. Being vulnerable. He didn't need people reading him like a book, and or tossing him to the side once they realized how much of a hassle he was.

Just like— he didn't want to weigh his heavy mind on it. Yet he was the only one that showed concern and didn't critique him. Men like him where seen so differently in the world. He aspired to be like them. He changed himself, but on the inside he knew how different he was. How little to no things destroyed him a ton.

"Xavier." Someone called tapping him on the shoulder. Ian and Aaron hadn't lent him an ear when he told them he didn't want some companionship. But they had come anyway invading his personal space. He had kept his temper at bay because he was so out of fostering another apology due to his temperament. So, he had decided to endure them for the rest of the day. It was a piece of cake.

But he hadn't come. He had long been occupied with some work and while Ian and Aaron begged him to come over on the phone to come see them. He had given excuse after excuse. But funny enough Xavier had hope in his heart that maybe the man was going to come. But he didn't and the longer he waited the more that hope flickered until it died down.

"Are you okay?" He heard Ian ask. Wasn't his face stoic? people couldn't read him no matter how hard they tried.

"I am. I told you guys not to come." Xavier uttered annoyingly. He needed to be by himself. He needed time to himself. Such would pass.

"You don't look fine." Aaron spoke worryingly.

"Am I too much of a hassle?" Xavier found himself asking. For the first time he fiddled with his fingers, for the first time his mask came off. For the first time he became vulnerable for others to see. To say both the other males where shocked would be the understatement of the day. They had never seen this side of Xavier before. And honestly it didn't suit the bulky man.

"No darling." Ian added intently. "You're just perfect." Ian laid a kiss on Xavier's cheek. The man didn't flinch, nor act disgusted. He just melted into that very touch. It brought such warmness and understanding.

"Ian's right. You can be a pain in the ass but you'll forever be ours to deal with." Aaron added lacing their hands together in a hold. Xavier gazed at it. Unlike last time he didn't want to pull his hand out of Aaron's. He liked it. It felt.... Amazing.

Aaron didn't know what he was thinking. But he always acted intrusively. So when he grabbed Xavier's chin and brought his lips to his, meeting in a kiss. His resolve broke. Xavier kissed him back. Xavier hadn't expected it but he liked it.

He grabbed the man by the nape of his neck as he impelled his tongue into Aaron's mouth. Kissing him vigorously. Xavier without warning pulled away, glancing between his legs as he saw Ian working on his dick. He licked the head, rounded it with his tongue and then inched it into his mouth while stroking it.

"Fuck. You're good at this," Xavier groaned out.

"Come here," Aaron uttered as grabbed Xavier by the cheek and began kissing him tenderly. He couldn't focus on neither. It felt good. Aaron kissed him good and Ian sucked like a pleasure priest. Aaron removed Xavier's shirt and took his off while they pulled apart. Xavier stared at Aaron's body. He never thought Aaron was sexy, but that thought pried his mind now. He sucked on each of his nipples as Aaron expressed pleasure vocally, his fingers raking in his lengthy hair. His dick had gone semi-hard.