POV LUKE:

Theo had already rid me of my shirt and was caressing my upper body with his hands, tracing along every inch of it. I involuntarily moaned into the kiss we were having when he playingly bit my lip. It didn't hurt or he wasn't trying to hurt me anyway. It was teasing, it was turning me on.

Then he let go of my lips and used his mouth to lick along my collarbone and suck on my throat to leave a mark. Another moan escaped my lips as he continued to suck the blood to that one spot. When he stopped and looked at me with those lustful eyes I began getting dragged into reality again.

Not that I didn't want this. I liked the feeling and I had been waiting far too long to not enjoy this but there was just one problem; We were completely out in the open, we were visible to everyone and when this was going where it looked like it was going, this maybe wasn't the best place for it.

"Can we leave it by marking me" I managed to get out as he started to suck again at that spot. He didn't show any signs of stopping or even of having heard me but after a few seconds he reluctantly pulled back.

"I can understand you don't want this." He whispered, his eyes were still lingering with lust and love. And it broke my heart more than any of his beating before to see him like this.

"if you knew how much I want this... but I just think this might neither be the right place nor time for it." I tried to explain. Theo took one of the shirts. He must have thought I was just making excuses and turned away while waving me off. "Look what do I need to do to prove it to you?" I asked before he had even gone one step.

"You can't. I know you're telling the truth but I'm not the right one for you." And then he left. Leaving me stand there after following a few involuntary steps, shirtless, astonished, unable to comprehend what had just happened. After a minute of gazing after him I remembered my situation and looked around for my shirt.

I saw a shirt by the tree and walked back to put it on. That's when I realised this wasn't my shirt. It was way too big for me and it smelled... It didn't smell bad, not at all actually it smelled of Theo. He must have taken the wrong shirt. Well they were both green so it wasn't so easy to distinguish them.

I looked back up in hopes to see him and tell him this was his shirt and he had mine but he was long gone. Hurt I sat down and started texting the only person who had been nice to me from the start.

(A/N F: Felix and L: Luke)

L: Hey

F: What's up? Did something happen?

L: well kind of

F: Wanna talk about it?

L: Idk I guess. It's your brother.

F: What? Did he hurt you or are you just love sick? ;)

L: A little bit of both.

F: Well now I'm interested. Spill.

L: He kind of has my shirt.

F: Why does he have your shirt? O-o

L: You know I was running away from him and tripped and nearly fell off a cliff that's not important though... we kissed and made out actually and then I told him we should do this so public and he left with the words that he wasn't the right one for me....

F: That was unexpected. When how.... wtf I think you should come over and get your shirt back. He just came back. By any coincidence would you have his? He's shirtless.

L: I might have it ;)

F: Then come over!! He never opens up you're worth much to him. Don't let him slip away.

L: I'll be there in a few.

I closed my phone thinking if I should really follow him home. That'd be kind of weird, right? But as Felix said I couldn't let this slide and leaving his gay ass with a shirtless and probably in a bad mood brother wasn't such a good idea either.

So, I stood up and made my way over. Lucky me there were only a few people around at this time of day. So not many people had to see me with that awfully large shirt. The whole way my mind was near to drifting off into fantasies or now even memories of what happened, his smell had more than just slight control over me.

Before I knocked on the door to their house I took the shirt off. He shouldn't think I put it on... That'd would probably weird him out. And then I knocked with the shirt in my hand. Theo was the one to open the door. Who would have thought. His parents weren't home and Felix knew it was me.

"What are you doing here?" he asked harshly. I pushed myself into the flat without letting him stop me. He closed the door behind me and awaited me answer with a patient gaze. I knew how wild everything was inside of him, I knew how crazy everything must have been going because I was feeling the same way.

And then I remembered I still had his shirt in my hand. I extended it and waited for him to take it. "Keep it. I don't want it back." He said even harsher than before. "If you want yours back it's up in my room."

"Are you allowing me into your room?" I asked shyly. I didn't know what to do in this situation at all.

"Did I say I did?" he asked dumbfound.

"You didn't say that you didn't either" I joked. For a second his facial expression turned into amusement but that was soon replaced by his strong gaze.

"Follow me." He finally said after staring at me for a good minute. And I reluctantly followed him to his room. He went over to his bed in the far-right corner of the room and picked up the shirt laying there. Before he could throw it, I tackled him onto the bed.

"We need to talk about this." I said sitting on top of him, starring down at him. "So why are you bullying me if you feel not a single bit of hate towards me?" now it was my turn to be harsh, that whole thing nearly made me want to leave right away again.

"Because I'm not good with words." He answered not resisting me.

"You said that with perfect words." I deadpanned.

"I-I..." stuttering? Now that was even weirder than tears. "I thought I couldn't risk my status and friends for someone I didn't even know liked me nor even know was gay in the first place." That sounded truthfully.

"But why bullying? Why didn't you just ignore me like everyone else did?" I asked with tears filling my eyes.

"Because I couldn't ignore you. It was easier seeing you every day, being able to touch you every day, seeing the emotions you keep locked up. The hate you felt was more bearable than not seeing any emotions from you at all. But now, I can't. I just can't do it any more. I'd rather lose everything and everyone than hurt you even one more time." The tears started dropping down onto his still bare chest at that point.

"and why did you leave me standing there!?" I managed between a few sobs.

"because I'd do you wrong. How I handled things until now proves that. You deserve more than me."

"And you deserve more than what I can offer but just how you're willing to change erases whatever you did before and if you're willing to try I would surely want to see more of this new you." I whispered losing myself in his eyes.

"who knows how long that will stay. I don't want to hurt you again." He whispered and it looked like he lost himself in my eyes as well.

"If you decline my offer you'll hurt me and therefor already break your first rule. Also, this isn't only about me. It's about you too. And I knew it would destroy you to leave me. No matter what you think or say." He didn't give an answer to that. He just looked at me longingly before he closed his eyes and pulled his arms around my waist. I laid down on top of him, so that half my body was on his and half on the mattress. My head laying by his collar and I could hear his heart racing. At that moment I wished time would stop, the universe could stop, everything seemed complete until....

"JUST FUCK ALREADY" Way to ruin my mood Felix.