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Cʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ #16: Tears

~ Chapter #16 : Tears ~

'…What?'

Upon hearing the few spoken words of Eddie's, Aleks' spine crawled with disbelief, and an uneasy sensation racked his body; his limbs instantly feeling unbelievably numb as he felt his eyes begin to ache because of how wide they were as he kept his face buried in Eddie's collarbone. Did- did Eddie seriously say what the Russian thought he said…? No- no, this had to be fake; the other times were false realities, so what made this time different? It was too good to be true, right…? As Aleks just sat there, somewhat unresponsive, he considered questioning verbally whether or not this was for real- you can't blame him, after being lied to by pleasing dreams that he had to unfortunately wake up from. Noticing that his breathing was slightly quickened as he nervously swallowed the nervous lump forming in his trachea, the neko bit his bottom lip slightly, breathed in Eddie's heavenly scent one last time, and eventually tore his face away - reluctantly - from the fawn-skinned teen's neck; his eyes too shy to allow his gaze to peer up at Eddie. The brunette's porcelain cheeks were coated with a blatant and vivid red, and his mouth was in a firm line, as he mustered enough courage to finally glance up at Eddie, who was looking down at him ever since he felt him pull away from his neck.

"E… Eddie," Aleks' squeak of a voice sounded as his dark ashy-amber eyes searched for something that was lost in Eddie's dark abysses, as the neko's dog ears rotated backwards when he heard a swishing noise behind him. Oh. It was his tail- how embarrassing. Aleks bit his tongue regrettably before continuing with his words, all the while trying to stop the wagging of his extra appendage. "I- uh… You- how do you, like, someone- like, like me?" The brunette's words were a mess with the stuttering and abrupt pauses inclined, making him look down again with shameful actions; what a fool, he must be appearing as right now. To Aleks, this wasn't the easiest thing in the world; confessing your feelings, and then hearing that those feelings may possibly be returned. It wasn't going as you probably think it would be- both of them confessing with no hesitance, and then a session of passionate sucking-face time would follow the newly laid information. Yeah, no- this was tremendously flabbergasting for Aleks, and he couldn't help but be extremely cautious about the situation; what was he supposed to expect to come from this? The feeling of not knowing the answer to that question was enough to make Aleks feel rather sick with anxiousness. About to begin zoning out with bothersome thoughts parading through his mind, the brunette barely even heard Eddie's giggle that sounded distantly away from him, yet it occured right above his head.

Smiling cheekily at Aleks, "It's not hard to adore and, well, like someone who's as perfect as you, Aleks," Eddie answered confidently, before feeling the air shift around the two of them. The word 'perfect' brought on a vicious conflict to ravage on in Aleks' mind- the word made him exponentially flattered and glad, but it also made him mildly aggravated. He was no where near perfect, yet hearing it come from Eddie's mouth, and in his sweet and delicate voice, made him slouch with a poignant contentment- man, Aleks was a hypocrite- well, at least his reactions were. When he saw that Aleks' lips eventually separated with intentions to speak, Eddie ignored the change in the surrounding air around them and wrapped his arms that were already snaked around the other's upper back tighter around him, to represent a silent uet encouraging gesture. This action caused Aleks to smile weakly to himself, before his mouth was scraped of the brief happiness and was replaced with shyness.

"Um, I know that you aren't going to enjoy hearing this, b-but I'm not perfect, Eddie, so don't brand me with a label that's completely false… Do you not see my dog ears, and my dog tail…?" Aleks murmured sullenly and swiftly moved to bury his face in the hem of Eddie's shirt; the fabric soft against his saddened facial features, as he didn't want to get shot a stern look from Eddie because of what he'd just clarified.