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Don't Run Away From Me

[A.N., this is gonna have some shonen-ai fluff (boy x boy romance), so if you don't like that, don't read this part. It also takes inspiration from a movie called Kaze To Ki No Uta. (Would totally recommend it if you like tragedies and really artistic animation, it's a beautiful movie) Just thought I'd mention that.]

(Leo's pov, adult arc)

One evening, I was alone, sitting in the woods by a secluded lake and trying to make sense of all the messy thoughts in my head, when someone rested their hand on my shoulder. I jumped and turned around, to find my best friend, Phoenix, looking down at me.

"Ha, I was wondering where you were. You have a talent for disappearing, you know," he sat down next to me as I relaxed. He tried to look me in the eyes, but I turned my head away, watching the lake's water gently brush against the shore before falling back, then coming up to meet it again.

I was afraid to look at him. He was one of my closest friends, and yet, he had begun to terrify me in the last few weeks. No, not him, the feelings I had when I was around him.

"You've been acting strange. Is something the matter?" He asked. He brushed some of my hair out of my eyes, and, for some stupid reason, my cheeks decided to turn pink at that moment. My shoulders tence and I grabbed his wrist without thinking about it. I must've been more rough than I thought, because he sharply gasped in response, as though I had hurt him.

"Oh... sorry..." I let go slowly and watched as the spot I had grabbed turn red-ish. "Shit, did I hurt you?"

"No... No, I'm fine." He replied. He leaned towards me and turned his head to get a better look at my face. "Please, Leo," he reached out hesitantly, before placing the tips of his fingers on my chin. "Let me help. You have to tell me what's wrong," he pushed my head to face him.

Finally, I allowed myself to look into his eyes. Their vibrant golden color reminded me of a pair of bright candles. I sighed as I gave in.

"I just... I haven't been able to think straight lately."

"Oh?" His eyebrows lifted slightly.

"Yeah, I uh... you know... been thinking about you." I paused, and he nodded, so I continued. "You know, ummmm... I've been wondering if maybe..." I stopped myself, and buried my head between my shoulders. "God, this is so stupid...!" I groaned.

Phoenix rested his head on my shoulder. "If you need to say something, then say it. I won't be mad or make fun of you, I promise."

"Okayyy..." I groaned. "Fuck, I just- I- I think I might be falling in love with you? I don't know, I... you keep popping into my head and I've been imagining what it would be like if we could be more than friends? I just want to be with you, and... and make you happy... I dunno..." He lifted his head, and I sat up. I looked at him, and he was looking at me.

I'm not sure how to describe his expression. Was it happiness on his face? I wasn't quite sure. A gentle curve formed at the corners of his lips, creating a gentle smile.

"I believe I understand," his voice was soft and forgiving.

Night was setting in, making everything around us darker. I, being a vampire, could see just fine, but it seemed like Phoenix could see more than me. His skin and eyes started to glow ever so slightly, something I had only seen him do once before.

He put his arms around me and pulled me close. I gasped and pushed him away without thinking. For some reason, I was afraid to be touched, no matter how much I wanted him to. My breath started shaking my eyes shut tight.

His hand drifted up to my face. He traced his fingers down my cheek and brushed against my lips, and I flinched involuntarily.

"Don't run away from me," he whispered. I felt my body relax a little. "Come here," his hand ran though my hair until it reached the back of my head. His lips touched mine, and he kissed them softly. My whole body seemed to go limp, and I found myself drifting downwards as he kissed me again. I felt his heart beating quickly against my chest. I wondered if he could feel mine; it felt as though it was going to burst. My hands slipped around his waste and back, and we stayed that way for a while. For how long, I don't know.

I can't remember what happened next, but when I woke up the next morning, I was at home, and he was beside me.