Four x Eric

We Date And We Flirt But What Do We Really Do?

Four​ ​leaned against the cold tiles of his shower. ​Monday​ ​night, ​ not​ ​really​ ​knowing​ ​what​ ​to​ ​do. ​ ​He​ ​was​ ​trying​ ​to come​ ​to​ ​some​ ​sort​ ​of​ ​conclusion. ​ ​Go​ ​visit​ ​Eric, ​who​ ​had​ ​went​ ​home​ ​the​ ​night​ ​before​ ​from​ ​the infirmary, or​ ​stay​ ​home. ​After​ ​seeing​ ​him​ ​get​ ​everything​ ​beat​ ​out​ ​of​ ​him​ ​until​ ​he​ ​was​ ​unconscious made​ ​him​ ​see​ ​Eric​ ​in​ ​a​ ​different​ ​light​ ​entirely. ​ ​He​ ​seemed​ ​so​ ​much​ ​more​ ​human​ ​to​ ​him​ ​than​ ​he once​ ​thought.He thought about how bruised he looked when he saw him around.

"Damn." He muttered to himself, as he thought about Eric's arms and the busies that littered them. those reminded him of the way he was kicked and over whelmed.

This​ ​brought​ ​up​ ​more​ ​thought​ ​of​ ​what​ ​Eric​ ​was. ​ ​He​ ​knew​ ​him​ ​as​ ​cruel, ​ ​ruthless, and​ ​petty​ ​for​ ​the​ ​longest​ ​time. The way he acted to almost everyone and even him.​ ​Now​ ​that​ ​he​ ​saw​ ​another​ ​part​ ​of​ ​him​ ​that​ ​he​ ​has​ ​never​ ​seen before. A​ ​more​ ​vulnerable​ ​one. ​ ​One​ ​that​ ​he​ ​wanted​ ​to​ ​get​ ​to​ ​know​ ​better. ​ ​What​ ​else​ ​of​ ​this​ ​new​ ​part​ ​of him? ​ ​Why​ ​was​ ​Four​ ​so​ ​interested​ ​in​ ​this​ ​part?

Four​ ​knew​ ​why. ​ ​He​ ​wanted​ ​to​ ​get​ ​to​ ​see​ ​more​ ​of​ ​the​ ​hidden​ ​part​ ​that​ ​Eric​ ​presented​ ​to him, ​ ​and​ ​he​ ​wanted​ ​to​ ​show​ ​a​ ​shadowed​ ​part​ ​of​ ​himself​ ​also. ​He​ ​wanted​ ​to​ ​tell​ ​him​ ​secrets​ ​and to​ ​have​ ​Eric​ ​tell​ ​him​ ​secrets. ​ ​He​ ​wanted​ ​Eric​ ​to​ ​feel​ ​comfortable​ ​around​ ​him. ​ ​Safe​ ​with​ ​each​ ​other. Safer​ ​than​ ​with​ ​any​ ​other​ ​people. ​ ​He​ ​wanted​ ​him​ ​to​ ​tell​ ​things​ ​to​ ​him​ ​on​ ​his​ ​own​ ​volition. ​ ​To​ ​tell him​ ​about​ everything. ​ ​About​ ​his​ ​life, ​ what made his heart ache, ​ ​what​ ​he​ ​felt​ ​like​ ​when​ ​he​ ​left​ ​Erudite, what​ ​he​ ​thought​ ​about​ ​during​ ​initiation. ​​Four​ ​wanted​ ​to​ ​know​ ​when​ ​Eric​ ​started​ ​to​ ​feel​ ​things towards​ ​him. ​ ​And​ ​Four​ ​wanted​ ​to​ ​tell​ ​Eric​ ​things​ ​too. ​

​Suddenly​ ​he​ ​felt​ ​like​ ​all​ ​his​ ​secrets​ ​were trapped​ ​in​ ​his​ ​chest​ ​just​ ​wanting​ ​to​ ​fly​ ​out, ​and​ ​be​ ​heard. ​​He​ ​wanted​ ​to​ ​tell​ ​him​ ​about​ ​the​ ​fear simulations, ​ ​his​ ​fears, ​ ​his​ ​tattoo, ​ ​his​ ​father​ ​even. ​ ​Over​ ​everything, ​ ​over​ ​all​ ​the​ ​word and​ ​emotions, there​ ​was​ ​a​ ​deep​ ​primal​ ​need​ ​to​ ​trust​ ​him​ ​and​ ​be​ ​trusted​ ​by​ ​him. All of this came over him and he squared his shoulders. He needed to talk to him.

With​ ​that​ in mind ​he​ ​checked​ ​his​ ​reflection​ ​in​ ​the​ ​mirror (still​ ​and​ ​odd​ ​practice​ ​to​ ​do​ ​for​ ​him​ ​even after​ ​so​ ​long​ ​of​ ​being​ ​told​ ​it​ ​was​ ​​a sign of weakness.) ​ ​and​ ​made​ ​his​ ​way​ ​out​ ​of​ ​the​ ​apartment.

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It​ ​was​ ​an​ ​unnerving​ ​walk​ ​across​ ​the​ ​dauntless​ ​compound. ​ ​Four​ ​even​ ​almost​ ​walked​ ​back​ ​to​ ​his apartment​ ​once​ ​or​ ​twice, ​ ​but​ ​he kept​ ​thinking​ ​of​ ​that​ ​word. ​ ​Trust. ​ ​And​ ​that​ ​fueled​ ​his​ ​fire​ ​to​ ​keep going.