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As soon as Chance saw you, he knew you and Anthony would grow old together. Call it brother's intuition, but he knew. Despite the hate, you showed for his outrageous pranks, Anthony was the one person you loved more than anything.
You were the type of couple that could sit in silence but feel comfortable with each others presence. You could both be loud but not as loud as the love for each other. He was insane and quiet at the same time and you never could quite put your finger on him, he was so spontaneous. Perhaps you were the one person who could have a say in what Anthony did, besides his brother, Chance.
This was possibly the only time the Team 10 group would ever have a sit-down dinner, but it happened. You and Anthony were in your room waiting for the dinner to be cooked. It was normal for you and Anthony to not talk, but to just be around each other and touch each other. You loved his voice and everything about him. You looked in the mirror finishing up your make up as he stood behind you running his hands up your bare arms. You let his hands cover your skin with soft lips following on your shoulder. When he kissed you it felt like the warmth of the sun on a cold winter's day. You could never get enough of him. "Anthony," You smiled at him in the mirror. He smiled back at you. He intertwined his fingers with yours and began kissing your neck.
There is no perfect lover, you and Anthony were both flawed in many ways. Knowing those flaws and still in love with everything you have is what makes it perfect love. And that perfect love makes Anthony feel like the perfect lover. And when you ache to be with Anthony, to not look at Anthony, to not touch Anthony. You know, that this is true love.
His hands were on your ass, and when he kissed, he kissed to leave marks. He was far from innocent, and you could say that he was probably worse than Chance. "Anthony, we can do this later."
"Baby, Now," He whispered into your ear. "We have time." He made you weak, he knew what to do and what to say to make you want him. You hated that about him. He turned you around and kissed you. His lips brush yours. Not innocently, like a tease but hot, fiery, passionate and demanding. It was aggressive, and sometimes, it scared you. You want to pull away from the kiss and stop yourself from falling deeper, but you had already fallen to deep. You can taste his toothpaste and smell his shampoo. Your senses are seduced and you can no longer think straight. "Y/N," he whispers slowly, prolonging each letter as if to savor them. You smile into the next kiss, your heart flutters at his voice as you clasp your hands on either side of his face. Never before has your name ever sounded so wonderful as you lean in for another kiss.
Reluctantly you pull away and before you walked towards the door he stopped you and took your hands in his. Giving a dreamy stare like you were a something he always wanted. You withdrew your gaze from his and blushed. "Have I ever told you I love you?"
You smiled. He said the same thing every time. "You say it all the time, but I just can't get enough," You whispered. Anthony smiled and opened the door for you.
Anthony's hands pushed the door back as you walked out. "Well, I do." And you heard those words enough, but still, you wanted to hear it more. He leaned down and swept you up in a kiss like his love was kerosene and you were his only flame. And as your lips attacked each other's, love pumped through your veins like ecstasy.
Suddenly you heard a scream. It was Chad's voice as he caught the attention of everyone else.
"Anthony stop making out with Y/N and come get dinner."
Everyone started screaming and shouting, nothing new to the Team 10 house and you could hear Jake talking to his vlog about you and Anthony. You wished people would stop paying so much attention to relationships in this house, it get's annoying. You both ran downstairs and sat at the Team 10 table and began eating. You greeted them all and took a seat next to Anthony as you began to eat.
During that time Anthony began to feel something he never felt before with you. Jealousy. And despite the fact that this was a new feeling to him, he took it bad.
He never felt jealousy with you, because he never had to. It wasn't common that you and Anthony were in a group as big as this, considering there were more people over than usual. But now Anthony had to listen to Ivan telling some lame story about himself and he had to hear your beautiful laugh to back Ivan up. Ivan's face lit up brighter than a toothpaste commercial a soft look appeared on his face when you looked him the eyes and told me he was a funny boy.
And Anthony was not having any of it. It made him want to throw up.
But as soon as dinner was coming to an end, you excused yourself to the bathroom and Anthony went soon after.
It wasn't like Anthony was experiencing clinginess, it's that he never experienced it before. So he followed you to the bathroom as you walked up the stairs. You padded up the final step and opened the door to the bathroom. Anthony sneakily crept in.
"Anthony!" You gasped, you could never believe Anthony would do this. "I was trying to be polite, but you kept glaring at Ivan the whole time. Calm down now," you told him firmly. He smirked as he watched you turn you back to him and reapply your red lipstick.
Anthony snatched the red lipstick from out of your hand and laughed quietly. You turned around furiously and gave him a warning stare. "Don't worry baby," He whispered to you, smearing your lipstick with the pad of his thumb. "this lipstick isn't going to stay put for long."
Anthony moves closer to you, as much as he could in such a confined space. "Really?" You whispered against his lips. "Care showing me how?" Anthony holds your head in his hands and pulls you into a fiery and passionate kiss. You hands work their way around his body, feeling each crevasse, each line along his physique.
He pressed his tongue to the seam of your lips and, at the grant of access, delved inside your mouth. It was a very sloppy kiss with the strong scent of old wine being exchanged as Tessa brought her old wine that dinner.
Anthony travels down your neck and nibbles on your ear. A moan escaped your lips, a quiet as soon as it left.
"Anthony! They're in the other room!" You try and pull away from him, but he keeps you tucked in his chest.
"They won't mind Erika and Jake are married."
"Not funny Anthony." He laughed at you as you pushed away from his tall frame and scooted out the door. He caught up with you as you expelled down the stairs, and took his hand in yours. As you descended in the living room everyone glanced at your and didn't look away. Tessa chuckled slightly as Chance spit his water back into his cup surprised.
"Y/N," Tessa whispered motioning to your mouth. You took out your little makeup mirror from your bag that was slung right over your shoulder and gasped. Lipstick was smeared all over your lips and chin. You turned to Anthony and saw the same. Embarrassment hit and you did the only thing you could do.
"It was Anthony! He seduced me in the bathroom," You proclaimed as you hurried up the stairs with a hand out your mouth.
"I did not! You seduced me first!" He said shortly after, running up that stairs covering his mouth.
And the laughter of that moment didn't stop even after three days.
