Assassin [dylmas]

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Days passed and Zero showed Thomas how to shoot from different types of guns and tought him beginner self defence and material arts. She was strict but she never hurt him again. He knew Dylan is against this lessons, but he felt the need o do something. Everything that had happened made him angry and put a samll shadow on his soul and he could put this energy into the lessons. He could use his fury to learn how to protect himself and the ones he loved instead of letting it out on them, and Zero was the only person that understood. Dylan was sadder and sadder and Thomas hated it but he dicided to make his boyfriend happy again in his own way. So when the week passed and he came back from shopping with Kaya he run to Dylan's room. The older boy was sitting on his bed with a open notebook. A lot of tron apart paper pieces were all over the room.

„Are you writing a propsal?" Thomas joked jumping on the bed and letting his shopping begs fall on the carpet.

„What?" Dylan glanced up.

He had tired eyes and messy hair.

„I'm kidding," Thomas smiled and kissed Dylan's cheek.

„I'm writing this stupid essay, for Literary Club it will drive me insane," Dylan threw the notebook on the bed.

„Can I?" Thomas reached for the notebook.

„No it's private," Dylan grabbed it before him and closed it quickly.

„Come on, what are you writing about. The admiration poem for my ass hole," Thomas raised his eyebrows.

„I definitely haven't thought about that. I migt write it," Dylan tried not to lough. „I can imagine Mr. Priam's reaction."

Both started to giggle.

„I can help you, I'm not bad in literature at school," Thomas looked at Dylan.

„No, I need to do it myself," Dylan put the notebook on the bedside table.

„I wanted to ask about something," Thomas grabbed Dylan's hand. „I want to take you out for a special date on a tropical island for at least three days. Later I must go to the States to work on my new movie," Thomas smiled and blushed.

„I dont know if it's safe," Dylan seemed sad.

„No one will know. Not even my mum or Kaya. I will only tell Zero. We will take a privat jet to the Seychelles, she can get us fake ID's, we can be like in the movies. Two fugitives undercover. And there we can make love in the white sand," Thomas felt his insides burning.

„You always know how to seduce me," Dylan smiled. „But I top... no discussion about that."

„Let me... one time," Thomas made puppy eyes.

„No," Dylan shook his head.

„Ok," Thomas kissed his lips quickly, but when he wanted to move away Dylan grabbed his hips and stopped him.

„When are we leaving?" asked Dylan on his boyfriend's lips.

„Tomrrow morning," Thomas smiled in the kiss.

„So I have the whole night to make you scream," Dylan bit the boy's lower lip.

„To pack," whispered Thomas.

„I prefer the first one," Dylan pushed him on the bed and kissed him harder.

They paid for the motorbike in the ariport car rental and and took off. Thomas decided to rent a bike, as he just loved the feeling of freedom these machines gave him. Dylan was sitting behind him and holding him tight. Their luggage was taken by a cab and they overtook it on the freeway. The sun was bright and the palm trees that were sailing along the road made Dylan feel a little bit like home. He grew up in and orphange in Los Angles and stayed in California with his adoptive parents. They had a pretty house in Santa Barbara right next to the coast, but the paradise like views and nature never redressed for all his suffering.

Soon Thomas parked the bike in front of the six stars hotel and the boys hurried to the recaption.

„I booked a room... you will like it," Thomas grinned the whole time.

„I'm scared," Dylan smiled.

They stopped next to the gold covered counter.

„How can I help you sir?" asked a older man.

„Reservation for Thomas and Dylan O'Brien," Thomas smiled bright.

"You're so crazy," Dylan shook his head.

„Are you guys brothers?" aksed the man glancing at them.

„Lovers," Thomas leaned on the counter. „We married in Vegas two days ago," he blinked to Dylan who thought he will roll over the floor and giggle.

The man swallowed his comment.

„May I see your ID sir, and your card?" he asked.

„Here, and I'm paying by cash," Thomas put his fake ID he got from Zero on the counter.

He grabbed twenty thousand dollars he had in cash and put it next to his ID, and the man coughed.

„And youre really eighteen sir?" the man glanced at Thomas.

„Do you want to call my mother to make sure?" Thomas smiled.

„It won't be necessary," the man took the money and started to count.

He didn't look happy. Thomas glanced at Dylan. The older boy was walking around the lobby. Thomas knew that Dylan gets bored really quickly and has a little ability to focus on one thing, so he smiled watching his boyfriend. The sunlight reflected on Dylan's tanned skin and Thomas caught himspefl staring at Dylan's ass.

„Here, the room cards sir, your presonal assistant Juan will bring you to your room. You can ask him for any favour anytime. We will make the fianl payment before the check out," the man put the room cards on the counter.

„Thanks, our luggage will be here soon, please send it to our apartment," Thomas took his ID and the cards and lookad at Dylan. „Ready hun?"

Dylan walked to him and Thomas grabbed the boy's hand. A young boy with curly black hair came to them and introduced himself as Juan.

„I'll show you the resort sirs," Juan eyed Dylan up and Thomas felt jelous.

He put one of his hands in Dylan's back pocket giving the boy a visible sign that the handsome boy next to him is his, and his only.

Jaun turned around and hurried in front of them talkig to them. He had a Spanish accent in his English. They saw the huge restaurant and the five pools, the golfcourse and the tennis court, the spa ressort and the cinema. Than they reached a house hid between palmtrees with a own pool, that ended with a glass wall, that connected with the ocean.

„Here you have your private beach. The upper floor of the bungalow is the livingroom. You have a jacuzzi and two bathrooms. The bedroom is downstairs. You also have your own elevator between the levels in case you mind taking the stairs. I'll go to check if your luggage arrived. Please enjoy the stay," Juna run back to the main building.

„Wow, you're spoiling me," Dylan glanced around.

„I love spoiling you," Thomas kissed his biyfriend's lips. "Wait till you see the bedroom."

Dylan smiled and blushed but he followed Thomas down the stairs. They wakled in the room and the lamsp lit up showing a kingsize bed with white sheets placed insde a room that was one huge aquarium. All kinds of colourful fish were swimming along the glass walls above their heads.

„I..." Dylan took a breath.

He run out of words. All his life he was lonely, ignored and thrown away and suddenly this boy did things to him Dylan never imagind or dreamed of.

„Don't you like it. You're scared the construction will crush on our heads and we will drown," asked Thomas seeing treas in the corners of Dylan's eyes.

Dylan shook his head and Thomas hurried to hug him.

„What's up baby," he asked.

„I don't deserve it," Dylan felt the tears rolling down his cheeks.

„You deserve even more," Thomas kissed his neck.

Dylan grabbed Thomas' skinny body and hugged him tightly. He couldn't get his love into words he could only show it.