Fixed ~Aaron x Balto (Aarto) AU~

Chapter 2

This song is perfect for this chapter!!!!!!! Taking out the suicidal vibe imagine it as what Baltos feeling, he knows he can't have Aaron, but that doesnt stop him from only wanting to be beside him and all that AHHHH THE FEELS
Baltos POV

Well that plan failed...

I had 'teamed' up with Gene against Aphmau and Aaron, and things didn't quite go as planned... Maybe it was for the best though... I hadn't known that Gene wanted to get Aaron expelled, but maybe that's what I needed, if he was gone I could get over these feelings, but do I really want that? I guess it's lucky that Laurance and Garroth came when they did... (Huehuehue... I need to seriously stop...) Luckily Gene didn't try anything further, because in all honesty getting in trouble would suck.

I was actually quite content during the confrontation, I mean yea shoving Aaron did kill a little bit of me, but also satisfied me, but standing so close to him... I couldn't describe it... I could stare into his dark eyes forever, sadly all I saw was hatred, hatred and anger was all that were in those dark brown pools, I could drown in them, but they'd spit me out and push me away.

Did he see what was in my eyes? Probably not, he was to busy watching Aphmau... He defiantly likes her, no doubt about that, but did he feel something when he saw me? A craving that he couldn't describe, a longing that was to far from his reach? That was what I felt, but this was mostly one sided, can I even call it a 'this'? 

This longing for him, it's nothing but trouble, I need to open my eyes and see he's not how I imagine, right? He's not this perfect guy that has anger issues that make me melt, he's not the intimidating guy in my head who took over the alpha position. He's not the guy that made me long that his protectiveness was aimed toward me.

But in all honesty... He was, people would see all of these things as flaws, but they made me fall deeper into the abyss called love. He took all respect from me and had it to himself, but that made him special to me, that made him similar to me... Right?

He's doing something to me that I can't object to, he's unknowingly breaking me in his hands, making me vulnerable to what ever he does, and I can't stop him. I don't want to stop him. And that's what make this so wrong.