The Haunted ships and one-shots!

Drake x Nathan

Requested by EndyDaHauntedPotato.
Has slight suggestive themes but nothing graphic and nothing really happens. Nothing to really worry about, other than possibly being uncomfortable. You'll see.
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Third person point of view-

The boy was at his home, enjoying the familiar and comforting surroundings after being on his feet, hunting criminals and rogue cultists down in the badlands all day. Not just that but Grayson had just held a banquet that he could barely sit through since he was already exhausted.
Herobrine was defeated and Drake had gained some of his abilities... that all happened over a year ago. Since then, he had spent a lot of time with Drake, bounding with him, scared to lose him again. Drake was like a brother to him after all. Deep down he knew that he thought of him as more than just that, but to his dismay, the hybrid was already spoken for. He had moved on though.
Grayson was now emperor and had recently promoted the now eighteen year old to the status of a general, the youngest general in the Northern empire's history at that. Bags hung underneath his eyelids that closed over his hazel orbs as he yawned. Being a general ment working more out in the field and training soldiers, leading to returning home exhausted by the end of the day.
The living room was lit up by lanterns hung up on the walls and candles lit here and there, the only light and heat source he could get. His home was in the beautiful location of Emerald city, almost able to view the palace just by walking outside and turning your head. He rubbed his eyes, his body heavy and eyes sore as a wave of drowsiness swept over his being, consciousness desiring to give way.
Nathan unbuttoned the golden buttons to his red general's coat outlined with gold. His feet dragged him to the coat hanger that was not too far away, his heavy feeling arms putting his coat on one of the wooden arms then taking off his pendant and putting it onto the table beneath the window. He yawned once more as his body turned, his feet once again dragging his body sluggishly across the wooden floorboards and stopping at the armrest of his red fabric couch. He let his body collapse, his shaking legs giving out with his knees hitting the armrest as he fell forward and hit the cushion face and chest first. He groaned, the soft cushion muffling his little sound.
He was quick to drift away and pass out, lightly snoring and shifting his head in his sleep so he could breathe.
His eyes snapped open and ears perked up as a loud series of banging began ringing through his ears. His heartbeat raced and blood rushed through his veins as fear ran through his system for a moment, then he grew more frustrated rather than frightened. His auburn brows furrowed as he groaned in annoyance before reluctantly pushing himself up and standing on his feet tucked into his long brown leather boots that nearly reached to his knees. His fixed his auburn hair and flattened his pure white button up shirt upon his chest. He rubbed the crust away from his eyes and growled as his legs carried him over to the door. Who the heck would be coming here this late at night?!
Nathan opened the door, squinting as two bright glowing orbs of white pierced through the darkness. He groaned as he let his vision adjust, eyes fixated on the two dim spots of blue and purple within the orbs of white.
Drake stood there, his hair a mess and plain blue button up shirt wrinkled with the top three buttons unfastened, revealing a few scars or portions of larger scars. His head hung to the side, blue jeans buttoned but the zipper nearly half way down.

"Drake? What are you doing up so late? Isn't Lalea-"

The general's eyes snapped open, now fully awake. His arm lifted up and covered his nostrils with his wrist as his nose twitched, instantly taking in a strong but very unpleasant aroma. He shook his head and gagged as he stepped back. He looked back up to his friend, noticing the red on his nose, ears, and cheeks upon his otherwise pale human side. The hybrid's grin was unsettling as he leaned against the doorway, shaking with his head swaying.