Chapter one of part four of my FCAU series is out.
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Disclaimer: If you haven't read the rest of my series before reading this you'll miss out on quite a lot.
Anyways, enjoy reading!
No. That was the only thought Whizzer's brain could produce. That and swear words, of course. Shit.
This was not happening. They had been so good at keeping it a secret. They had been so good at not letting anyone find out. And now Mendel had seen them. This was a disaster.
"Fuck", Whizzer said in frustration.
"What? What's with you all of a sudden?", Marvin asked with a laugh.
He walked around Whizzer to look at him and looked confused once he saw Whizzer's expression. Whizzer grit his teeth before answering.
"Mendel saw", he said.
Marvin looked at Whizzer as though he was speaking a foreign language. "So?"
It was so painfully typical for Marvin to not care and in all honesty he wanted to strangle him for it.
"Mendel is my friend. He is going to feel betrayed and nothing is going to be the same after this. How can you not get that?", he said.
Marvin crossed his arms and looked at Whizzer for an excruciatingly long moment. He did not say anything he just looked. Finally, he deigned to say something.
"Because you are so honest and care so much?" The sarcasm in Marvin's words was biting. He paused. "You knew this was wrong from the get go. And still you kept this up."
That landed like a punch to the gut. Whizzer glared at Marvin.
"Just because Mendel didn't like you before this and you don't have to care doesn't mean I don't have to", Whizzer spat.
Marvin stepped closer to Whizzer. "You really think I don't care? Good to know how low you think of me." He growled his words more than he said them.
"You act like you're better than me. But you're not", Marvin said quietly. "You have been along for the ride the entire time. And you loved it. So don't go complaining now."
Whizzer looked at Marvin before turning his gaze away. Marvin was right. Whizzer had enjoyed all of their fucked up back and forth. And now he would get what he had paid for. He looked back at Marvin.
"Fuck you, Marvin", he said and took a step closer to the man.
"Oh yeah?", Marvin asked, challenging Whizzer with his facial expression. Whizzer felt Marvin pull him closer by his waist.
"Yeah", Whizzer said with a cold expression and nodded once.
"You're a dick", Marvin said, his grip on Whizzer's waist tightening.
"And you're an asshole", Whizzer said before pulling Marvin in for another, this time more violent and ionate kiss.
This wouldn't solve anything and Whizzer knew it. It just felt too damn fucking good to stop or make any sort of attempt at self restraint. Marvin was the only one who could quiet down Whizzer's brain, constantly racing with thoughts.
After some time of attacking each other's mouths, they became more desperate. Whizzer pulled Marvin's face closer to his while Marvin's hands slowly but surely found their way under Whizzer's jacket. God, this felt good.
Marvin took the reigns and steered Whizzer around until his back hit the wall Marvin had been leaning up against not too long ago. Whizzer broke their kiss in surprise at the collision. Suddenly Marvin was much more interested in Whizzer's neck, which he found out when Marvin began nibbling on Whizzers ear, working his way down to the side of Whizzer's neck.
"You are such a jackass", he whispered. Marvin revenge himself by biting his neck harder than necessary.
Whizzer gasped and hissed and clawed at Marvin's back, which just chuckled into his neck at the enthusiastic reaction. He rolled his eyes at Marvin's amused reaction while the latter was busying himself now with sucking hickeys onto Whizzer's neck.
They were like this for quite a while. Time just kind of started blurring together. The only thing that told Whizzer that time had ed was that the skin of his neck had become very sensitive.
Marvin stopped for a moment to give Whizzer a cocky grin. Whizzer rolled his eyes at him and sighed in mock annoyance.
That little pause let Whizzer's brain power up again. He ed and realized just how bad this situation was. What made it this bad was how much Whizzer was enjoying himself.
He should have run after Mendel and talked to him. He should have talked to his friend and explained everything, owned up to it and hoped for the best. Was it too late?
"Marvin, I have to find Mendel", he said.
Marvin leaned against the wall with his hands, leaving Whizzer trapped between his arms. He looked at Whizzer softly with raised eyebrows.
"You don't have to do anything. You can talk to him tomorrow. He's your roommate after all", he said with a slight and careless smile.
Whizzer's eyes went wide just. Just slightly. What the fuck was his deal? He didn't like Mendel and Mendel didn't like him, but what the fuck was that supposed to mean.
"You can't be serious." Whizzer ducked under Marvin's arm and looked at Marvin with a mix of disappointment and frustration. Marvin stood up normally again, looking annoyed.
Whizzer crossed his arms. "He's my friend. The least I can do is try stand up to what I did."
Marvin scoffed. "Like that will make a difference", he said and rolled his eyes. "You know as well as me, if not better, that Mendel hates my guts for what I did to Trina by cheating on her. How do you think he's going to handle his friend and roommate contributing to that?"
"I didnt cheat on Trina with another guy", Whizzer reminded him. "So that one's on you, Mr. Innocent."
Marvin looked at Whizzer as though he had betrayed him. Playing the victim, as always.
"I need to talk to him, okay?", Whizzer started walking away.
"Okay. But don't expect me to be there when Mendel makes a scene", Marvin shouted after him. "I'm not going to wait for you here."
"Fine", Whizzer shouted over his shoulder. "I don't need you to look out for me."
"Fine", he heard Marvin shout.
Whizzer was frustrated as he stomped away from Marvin. The crowd still outside despite the fact that the fireworks had subsided a while ago. As he approached the crowd of people, the frustration became anxiety. He had seriously fucked up, hadn't he?
Whizzer looked pretty much everywhere outside before continuing his search for his roommate inside the house. He wasn't successful there either. He simply couldn't find Mendel.
After what felt like an eternity, but had really just been fifteen minutes, Whizzer finally saw a familiar face. Two, in fact. It was The Lesbians having a good time.
"Hey, Cordelia", he began. The girls stopped kissing and looked at him. Cordelia furrowed her brows and crossed her arms.
"Where were you? I hope you at least got a midnight kiss if you skipped out on spending midnight with us." Cordelia slurred her words slightly.
"Delia, I'm sorry. I wanted to look for you guys, but then something came up.
"Alright, I forgive you. But only because you're my best friend", she gave him a drunk attempt at a stern look, which quickly resolved into giggles.
Whizzer turned to Charlotte and just now noticed her suspicious facial expression. She was looking at him. But not at his face.
"Have you seen Mendel?", he asked Charlotte. "I have been looking for him for a while now and I cant seem to find him. It's important."
The shorter girl nodded sternly, looking at the ground. She opened her mouth and closed it once or twice before she started speaking.
"Mendel told me about an hour ago that he was leaving. Trina left with him, because she was pretty drunk", Charlotte explained. "He said he saw Marvin with the guy."
Charlotte's facial expression didn't reveal anything. Whizzer wasn't quite sure whether she knew or not. If she did know, it at least meant she wasn't as close to ripping his head off as Mendel probably was.
"Well, thanks", he said. "Have fun, you two."
Whizzer smiled at the two and left as Cordelia went to attack her girlfriend yet again. He got himself one last drink in the hopes of somehow saving the night.
While sipping at his drink, he tried calling Mendel. And after one ring it went to mailbox. That wasn't good, clearly.
He tried again. He called, the phone rang once and- straight to mailbox. Shit.
Third time's the charm. He called Mendel, it rang once and-
"Hello?", Trina said.
"Oh, uh. Hi, Trina", Whizzer said.
"Trina, give me my phone", Whizzer heard Mendel complain somewhere further away from the phone.
"Mendel doesn't want to talk to you. He is very angry", she explained. "If you care about keeping your face whole, I'd recommend that you stay away. At least for the night."
Before Whizzer could say one more thing, Trina hung up. Alright. So, Whizzer had no way of talking to Mendel whatsoever. And he didn't have a place to stay, either. Amazing.
After sulking in frustration, having finished his drink, he knew he only had one option that wouldn't get the person he was staying with mad at him. Maybe, if he was lucky...?
"Hey, you still at the party?" - 1:20 am
Whizzer already knew he wasn't going to reply. At least not unless it was some snarky bullshit.
"Oh, so you want more?" - Marvin 1:22 am
And Whizzer had been right. He sighed, rolled his eyes and replied. Honesty would be his best option of making Marvin actually let him sleep over.
"Mendel is mad at me. Breaking my nose if I happen to go home mad" - 1:23 am
He waited until the typing icon appeared on his screen and the new message appeared.
"And now you need a place to stay" - 1:24 am
Well, no shit.
"Are you still here?" - 1:25 am
Whizzer was seriously starting to consider just staying up and pulling an all nighter.
"Outside" - 1:25 am
Good. Whizzer headed outside immediately. Once outside he immediately saw Marvin, who looked at him with intense eyes and his arms crossed.
He raised his eyebrows and nodded at Whizzer, beckoning him over.
"So the pretty boy is back", he stated with a thoughtful smile. "For good this time?"
How did Marvin do that? He somehow managed to get into Whizzer's head, making himself comfortable there. And Whizzer fucking let him.
"Yeah", Whizzer replied and licked his bottom lip.
This immediately drew Marvin's attention to his lips. Marvin's gaze flickered in between his lips and holding eye . Then he just held eye again, a mischievous smile spreading across his face. Whizzers heart beat faster each second as his mouth went dry.
"Let's go home", Marvin said, maintaining his smile.
"Sure." Whizzer couldn't say anymore, so he just nodded.
He walked beside Marvin and suddenly felt a hand in the small of his back that he definitely didn't mind.
They had almost made it inside Marvin's apartment. Before they could manage that Marvin apparently decided to have some more fun with Whizzer. At least that's what Whizzer figured when he was pushed up against the door to Marvin's apartment only to have his mouth and neck attacked all over again.
Whizzer broke away to gasp for air.
"Is this some kind of hobby to you", he joked breathlessly.
Marvin just raised his eyebrows and smiled. Whizzer rolled his eyes.
"God, you're impossible", he muttered before pulling him closer. Marvin didn't close the gap however.
"And look who's enjoying himself", Marvin asked quietly with a smirk.
"You are such an ass", Whizzer replied.
"Shut up", Marvin demanded as he tugged Whizzer towards himself with a now obvious smirk.
"Make me", Whizzer retorted, now feeling more out of breath again as his heart began racing.
Marvin grabbed Whizzer by the collar, roughly pulling him closer for yet another few minutes of searing physical . Whizzer felt Marvin steer him around a bit and when they stopped making out, he stumbled backwards a step.
"You okay?", Marvin asked with that fucking smirk.
Whizzer wanted to wipe that smirk off Marvin's face. So he went into attack mode. He faked over his foggy mind and put on his own smirk.
"I am", he said and walked towards Marvin.
Whizzer crowded the man against his apartment door. Marvin raised his eyebrows and huffed a laugh. Whizzer threaded his hands through Marvin's slightly shaggy hair and pulled him in for a kiss. Less than a minute in, Marvin bit Whizzer's lower lips, making him gasp slightly and making his knees almost buckle at the surprise.
Marvin pushed Whizzer away lightly and spoke. "Let me open the door, you impatient brat."
Whizzer crossed his arms and leaned against the wall next to the apartment door.
"Well, you could have opened the door before deciding to ravage me", Whizzer commented sarcastically.
"Ravage you? That is a choice of words for sure. If I've been ravaging you, it hasn't happened tonight", Marvin said. "And I'm sorry that you're just too damn inviting", Marvin said.
He looked over at Whizzer with another goddamned smirk. Whizzer blinked at him before shaking his head slightly.
"Could you stop that", Whizzer complained.
"What are you talking about?", Marvin said and put on an innocent facial expression. "What do you mean?"
"That... smile. It's distracting.", he replied, gesturing vaguely in Marvin's direction.
"Oh, is it?", Marvin asked with raised eyebrows. "How?"
Whizzer didn't want to be asked questions. He just wanted Marvin to screw him into the next morning.
"It just is, okay?", he deflected. "Now, didnt you want to open ths door?"
Marvin looked at him, then turned his attention to the door, which he unlocked. He looked back at Whizzer with an innocent smile. Marvin was so infuriating.
"The door is open", he said. He stepped aside and motioned for Whizzer to enter.
Whizzer entered the apartment and leaned against the wall beside the door where his lips immediately met Marvin's again. Whizzer's mind was busy catching up with all the sensations, he was experiencing. So he only noticed that his shirt was open all the way a few minutes later.
They made their way through the apartment, slowly losing one item of clothing after the other. It was a process, really. Twenty minutes of fumbling and flinging clothes across the room, they had finally made it to Marvin's bedroom and the door slammed shut.
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