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This is a #Mavi chapter.

Chapter 14...

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"We need to get everything out. Too much is happening right now."

Scott, Mitch, and Kirstie were sat in the apartment lounging in the sitting room.

"No judgements, no lies." Kirstie said laying on the floor in front of the TV.

Mitch would not be following either of those rules. He would definitely be judging, secretly of course, and he would not be telling the complete truth.

He was not about to tell them about Avi.

"I'll start." She announced.

Mitch and Scott sighed and awaited her rant.

"I like someone."

Wait up.

"Girl, who?" Mitch asked.

"Jeremy. Jeremy Lewis."

"That substitute teacher. He's always like hovering around." Scott said finally knowing that guys name.

"He's so hot." Kirstie sighed.

"Has he asked you out yet?" Mitch questioned excitedly.

"No. Tori said I should just do it."

Mitch frowned at that reply. He wasn't one for stereotypes but he couldn't see Kirstie asking first.

"Does he like you though?" He asked concerned as to why he hadn't asked her yet.

"We've been flirting for ages. What? Don't you think he'd like me?" Kirstie was legitimately offended.

"Shut up. He was just asking." Scott rolled his eyes at her.

"Anyway. It's y'all's go." Kirstie looked at the two boys.

"Ok. I literally feel like I'm gonna collapse at any moment. I don't know how y'all do it."

Scott was lead with his head in Mitch's lap and his legs across the sofa.

"Practice." Kirstie replied.

Mitch had a better way to explain it.

"Remember when we were in school and I used to do all my homework on Sunday night?"

Those were the days, stupid homework projects, thousands of sheets to hand in. Ah, memories.

"You used to do yours the second you got it. Remember?" He continued.

Scott would always get homework out of the way so he would have time to socialise. He would spend a few hours a night doing it and the rest was then spent seeing friends or playing Mario Kart.

"I've had years of procrastination and all-nighters that mean this job isn't that bad."

Mitch remembered those sleepless nights like they were yesterday. Cramming in last minute studies at 3am, bullshitting entire essays at midnight.

"You on the other hand were a good little boy and planned all your time wisely. Try and use that."

Scott guessed it was a good idea. He used to have a timetable for studying, he could use the same sort of thing for all his paperwork.

"Thanks, Smitchie."

Mitch patted his head in reply.

"What's going on with Alex?" Kirstie asked referring back to their conversation at lunch earlier.

"Oh, nothing really. He's on tour right now and I kinda miss him."

"That sucks. Keep on calling him." Mitch ruffled his hair.

"I will. It's hard to find the time though."

"True." Kirstie agreed.

They sat without talking for a few moments. Mitch was humming a melody quietly and Scott thought he sounded like an actual angel.

He then realised Mitch hadn't spoken about his week yet.

"What about you, Minnie?" Scott asked.

Mitch tried to dodge the question and did so successfully as he distracted Scott from his original point.

"I'm Minnie now?"

"Only if I can be your Mickey." Scott smirked.

"Oh my god. Get married already." Kirstie yelled at the pair who were still wrapped up in each other on the sofa.

"Really though. What's been happening in the life of the Queen?"

Scott turned onto his back so he could look up at him.

"Well, servant..." Mitch started earning him an unimpressed stare from the blond.

"...The Queen's had quite a boring time lately."

Lie. A complete and utter lie.

"Come on, Mitch." Scott nudged his head against Mitch's stomach lightly.

"Cómo Mîche." Mitch said with a very eloquent accent, again trying to dodge the question.

"Mitchell." Kirstie snapped.

He sighed. "Ok. I've been missing Travis a bit, I guess?"

That was the best Mitch could come up with. It was sad that he had to keep secrets from the people he trusted the most in his life.

But they weren't his secrets to tell.

He couldn't tell them about all the drama going on with Brandon. He couldn't tell them about Avi's revelation.

And Mitch certainly couldn't tell them about his and Avi's drunken night in the hotel room.

That was his secret to tell but he'd rather die than tell Scott or Kirstie.

"Wait. I forgot to ask. You and Travis were close?" Kirstie pushed herself onto her elbows.

"Um... kinda." Blushing like a goddamn school girl again.

"You can tell her now. She can't fire her best friend anyway." Scott said confidently.

"You wanna try me. I can fire both your asses." She pouted and stuck out her finger, waving it at the two boys.

"You can but you won't." Mitch shrugged.

"You're right." Kirstie dropped her finger and giggled.

"Tell her. Oh my god I need popcorn." Scott sat up from laying across Mitch and put his hand to his mouth.

"Me and Mr.Wright... we were... um... it was..." Mitch spluttered.

Kirstie was looking up at him from the floor expectantly.

"They did it at school!" Scott shouted.

Mitch turned to him.

"Scott!"

Kirstie's jaw dropped at the news.

"Mitch!"

Scott sat looking like a lost puppy.

"Donkey!"

Where was that from? Oh right, Shrek! Scott loved Shrek.

"Slaying the reference." Mitch fake applauded.

"Thank you. Thank you." Scott bowed and blew kisses to his imaginary audience.

"You and Travis were a thing?" Kirstie gasped breaking their strange conversation.

Mitch tried to explain. "Not really. We were each others booty call sometimes."

"Classy."

"Wait 'til you hear where they did it. Very classy." Scott added.

Mitch was about to straggle the noodle.

"Where'd you do it?" She asked with her eyes narrowed.

"In the closet." Mitch mumbled under his breath.

"What?" Kirstie leaned closer to him so she could hear.

"In the closet next to his room." Mitch repeated a bit louder.

"MITCHELL COBY MICHAEL GRASSI!"

Kirstie stood up quickly. She towered over Mitch and was really intimidating.

"Ow." Scott put his fingers in his ears at the shouting.

"You had SEX with a colleague in MY school!"

Mitch pulled his legs up to the couch and hugged them.

"We didn't have sex." Mitch mumbled as he pushed aganist the back of the sofa to try and get away.

"What'd you do then?" Kirstie shouted.

Mitch looked away from her eyes. "Make out. And other stuff."

"Travis gave him a blow job." Scott blurted out.

"Scott!"

"Sorry."

They all looked at each other waiting for someone to say something. Mitch spoke first.

"Remember the no judgement rule?"

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After hours of tossing and turning Avi was finally able to fall asleep.

He had a few moments of peace before his dreams took over.

Avi was led face down on a table.

Naked.

Mitch was behind him.

Also naked.

Mitch knelt up on the table between Avi's legs. Warm oil was poured across his back as Mitch leant forwards over him.

Two delicate hands started to work at the muscles in his back, pushing and molding the skin near his spine.

Mitch then spread his legs so that his knees were on the outside of Avi's. He pressed down into Avi's back with an arch of his back.

Avi pushed his face into the table as he moaned.

Mitch started working lower and lower until he was at the base of Avi's back.

"You like that?" Mitch whispered seductively.

Avi moaned his next breath as Mitch continued his journey downwards.

"Mitch." Avi said breathlessly.

Hands touched places lower than his spine.

Avi lifted his head.

The nothingness around them suddenly desended into bright white as the scene around them changed.

They were transported to a river surrounded by lucious green trees and giants flowers. The sky was purple and the water was a shimmering pink.

Avi pushed off the wet hair that covered his face to reveal an image of Mitch showering under a waterfall.

He swam through the glittering water to get closer. As he reached the younger man, he noticed something different about him.

He was still naked but...

He had a tail. A long, beautiful tail that was wrapped around his slender body. His black hair was separated by two large ears and his nails were razor sharp.

Avi reached out to touch him when his world around him flashed white again and a new scene transformed around them.

The never ending cycle of clothes-free scenes continued all through the night.