North

Disturb

"I'm sorry Jude," North whispered as if he spoke any louder it was disturb the darkness. It was an hour later, North had helped Jude to the best of his abilities and with the help of google. Now North and Jude lay in North's bed, faint moonlight streaming in through a crack in his curtain illuminating Jude's face, well the part that wasn't tucked in to North's chest. 

"For what?" Jude lifted his head to look into North's eyes. North smiled sadly as he looked at his boyfriend's bruised and battered face. 

"For what happened to you," North sighed as he decided to run his hands through Jude's soft hair. 

"Don't be it wasn't your fault North," Jude insisted crawling up to be face to face with North. North with sadness in his eyes, looked into Jude's ever stormy grey ones. Despite very little light, Jude's eyes still managed to shimmer. 

"Isn't it though?" North shook his head. "I'm the guy. The guy they beat you up for kissing-"

"Stop right there." Jude bore his stare into North. "I have enjoyed those kisses, how ever few, and I don't care if I get beat up every second day, as long as I get to be with you North... you."

North's heart pounded against his chest, a small - yet warm- smile appeared on his face. 

"Okay... but if you get beat up every second day we're going to have a problem I mean you might d-," but before North could finish Jude pushed his fingers through North's hair, and pressed his lips to North's. They fit together so perfectly- to the point North didn't think there could be any other pair of lips that were so perfect for each other. 

"Don't... ruin... the...moment," Jude said between kisses, the whole time sporting a smirk. 

"Sorry," North laughed before their lips melded together once again.