Take Me to Church (Valan)

Chapter 9

Alan's POV

I woke up to a hand running up and down my side slowly. It was a different feeling knowing that someone actually cared about me, besides Wendy. Although, Vic cared about me in a different way or at least I thought he did.  He was nice and he seemed to kinda like me. I just- I just didn't wanna confuse my feelings for anything. Maybe he didn't like me though too. I just didn't really know for sure, I mean he's said it, but I did he mean it? I didn't want to get hurt by him.

I turned around on the bed and smiled at Vic, "Sorry about last night," I said softly. I'd had a nightmare and woke him up and I felt terrible for it.

"You're fine," he said, kissing my forehead softly.

"I'm still sorry."

"Don't be," Vic murmured. "You want anything for breakfast?" He asked.

"I'm not hungry," I said quietly.

"Alright," Vic murmured. "I have to get ready for church. I uh, I don't know if you want to come or not or if would even be a good idea in case Jack is looking for you."

"I'd go, but I'm scared he'll find me."

"That's fine, I'm going to go take a shower, if you want, you can pick out my suit to today."

I smiled, "Okay," I said before I leaned over and pressed a soft kiss on his lips. Vic smiled and kissed me back one more time before he pulled away.

"You're cute."

"Thanks, but you're cuter."

Vic grinned, the corners of his eyes crinkling slightly. "Sure, I'm going to go take a shower."

"Have fun in there," I said before he got up and went to his bathroom. I heard the water start to run moments later. I got up and went into his closet where I found all his suits.   He had way too many suits, like no one needed this many. 

I looked through most of them before I settled on a nice gray one for him with a nice blue tie. Hopefully he would like it. Oh god, what if he didn't? I didn't want him to be mad or something. I laid the suit and tie out on the bed and looked at his different shoes before I grabbed a pair and set them down on the ground and went over to his drawer to see if he had any cute socks. I opened the drawer up and looked through for a matching pair of socks. I let out a little giggle, though, when I found a cock ring in the back of the drawer with a dirty magazine. So saint Vic really wasn't a saint afterall.

"What are you doing?" Vic said coming out of the bathroom. I jumped and turned around, fear instantly going through my body. Oh no, i shouldn't have been snooping around.

"G-getting socks," I said and Vic's cheeks turned bright pink.

"Oh," he said, giving me an awkward smile. "How about we not get into my sock drawer?"

"My bad."

He gave me a small smile. "It's fine."

I smiled back at him, but flinched when he raised his hand, "I'm sorry!" I shouted covering my face, but nothing came. 

"I'm not gonna hurt you," Vic said softly brushing some hair out of my face. I uncovered my face and nodded before I looked him up and down. He just had a towel on that hung from his hips. His hair was wet and there were beads of water still dripping down his tone chest.

"God, you're hot," I said without thinking.

Vic grinned and gave me a kiss. "Glad you think so."

I smiled, "I'll get out of your hair so you can get dressed."

"Sounds good to me," he said, kissing me one more time. I gave him another kiss before I left his room and headed downstairs. I let out a groan. Of course the one person that I'm super attracted to would be saving himself. It was fine though, he could wait as long as he wanted. I'd wait too, well if he ever even wanted to do that with me.