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After a heavy work out session and a hot shower, Blaise had dropped down on the couch and started a movie. It was hard to keep his thoughts on the movie – again and again they wandered off to Mouse and Raine. What would they talk about? About him? A nervous feeling caused his toes to curl. There weren't many cool things Raine could discover about him...
Blaise wasn't sure whether that was really something bad, however.
Maybe it was better if he would never see the Warrior again. That way, his feelings would go away eventually. Then again, he might lose a good friend. It was better if he just hid his feelings, if he simply ignored them. They would go away, eventually.
The movie had finally soaked up his attention when the front door opened. Skye was home early... Why was that? Did the club need Raine, or had their date been a disaster? Mouse could be very... interrogating during a first date. He wouldn't be the first guy she scared away; not everyone was fond of deep conversations.
Pausing the movie, he got up. He was barely on his feet when he heard a man's voice, saying something about the Shelby Mustang GT 350, which was on the windowsill next to the door, which Blaise had built a couple of years ago.
No way, had she really taken him home?! With wide eyes, he stared down at his legs. Luckily he was at least wearing sweatpants, since there had been many nights he had flopped down on the couch with only his boxers on. He however, wasn't wearing a shirt. Unfortunately, it was too late to sneak into his room as the two already entered the living room.
His eyes shot to Raine's. For a moment he couldn't breathe, he felt like he was on fire now that the guy was standing in his living room all of a sudden. "H-hi," he stammered. "I – I hadn't expected any visitors."
Raine lifted the corner of his mouth. "I heard we were going to do a threesome, so that's only half a striptease for you, lucky bastard."
Blaise's jaw dropped down. "W-what?"
Skye and Raine exchanged a look, sniggering softly.
Blaise felt a stab in his stomach. Were they making fun of him? Had Skye told the man that Blaise was in love with him? Tears jumped in his eyes. He had never expected something like that from her, why the hell would she betray him like that?
"C'mon, welcome me with your usual hug, Blaise!" Skye said with a wink, crossing the room and throwing her arms around him. "He doesn't know," she whispered in his ear. "Don't worry. As it happens, we were talking about threesomes. He's joking."
"As it happens?" he huffed.
Her smirk gave away there had been nothing unexpected about it. "I'm going to change clothes!" After a subtle wink, she disappeared into her room.
Fuck you, he thought, feeling upset. Self-consciously, he turned towards Raine.
The Warrior spread his arms. "Am I not gettin' a hug?"
The smirk on his lips made him feel insecure; he had no idea if the guy was joking or not.
"Umm – if you like," he muttered. He felt his cheeks flush and cursed the heat he was feeling.
"An act of reconciliation, huh? Plus, I used to hug all my bro's."
It felt as if Blaise's brain had been turned into soup. He tried to remember how he embraced his brothers; those hugs were always less intimate than the ones with Mouse, but suddenly he couldn't think at all anymore. Before he knew it, Raine was standing across from him, wrapping an arm around his shoulders and briefly pulling him against his chest. Blaise was still contemplating what he should do with his arms, when the moment was already over.
Despite his warm cheeks, Blaise forced himself to look up. "Umm... how was your date?"
Raine's hands slipped into his pockets while he leaned against the counter top. "Yeah, we had fun. Movie was good, we grabbed a drink afterwards and then she suggested to have another one here."
Blaise swallowed. Usually, taking someone home meant sex. Was Raine expecting sex from Skye now? Was Blaise ruining his plans? "You like her?"
The question slipped his lips. Blaise was close to screaming in frustration when his face turned even redder. Quickly he opened the fridge and grabbed two beers from it.
"Hmm, she's cool. I wouldn't mind to sleep with her, but I don't think there's gonna be more."
Blaise nodded, handed Raine a beer and walked to the living room. He sat down on the couch. Somehow he expected Raine to sit down on the armchair which was closer to him than the couch, but he opted for the seat next to Blaise.
Nervously, Blaise looked aside. He had no idea what to say.
The Warrior seemed to feel relaxed, he took a swig of his beer and studied Blaise's face for a while. "You think this is going somewhere? You and me?"
Blaise's eyes widened; they almost popped out of their sockets. Was he messing with him? Or was he in love too? "I... I..." he stammered. "You mean... romantically?"
This time, it was Raine's face which expressed pure surprise. "Uh... Well, I was more thinking about friendship."
Of course he is, you idiot! Blaise wanted the floor to swallow him whole. "How was I supposed to know," he grunted in some half-hearted attempt to restore his honor. "You also mentioned a threesome the moment you came in. My question wasn't that weird."
As he looked up again, a grin crossed Raine's lips. "Well, we'll see where it leads us to." He wiggled his eyebrows.
Fuck – was Raine seriously flirting with him? He was terrified that drops of sweat would soon start to roll down his upper body. And where the hell was Skye? He was close to having a heart attack... Not knowing what to do or say, made the panic flare up again.
Thank god, Raine started to talk again. His voice was more serious now. "You're still afraid I want to turn you into a rat?"
"No," he answered quietly.
"Then what's wrong? You don't seem to feel very comfortable... Do you still feel ashamed of what happened two days ago? Skye explained it to me... I'm not mad. I just hope that you're open to a friendship now, even though I'm part of a different club."
Blaise looked up again. His words filled him with warmth – not an oppressive heat this time, but a pleasant warmth. Raine's brown eyes looked calmly at him. He felt his heart flutter. "Umm... yeah, I would really like to be friends with you." Shyly, he shrugged his shoulders. "Although I do wonder... how..."
"Yeah..." Raine took a drink from his beer. "I was thinking... I can tell my brothers that I'm dating Skye. You can tell 'em the same. If someone sees us together one day, it won't be that weird. I guess they won't like it, but I'm sure they prefer it over the fact that I really like to hang out with you."
Blaise nodded. His heart was making flip flops because of his last words. He swallowed as he looked up. "I really like to hang out with you, too."
Suddenly, there were little jolts that felt like static energy everywhere across his arms and fingers. His answer had been soft, expressing the yearning he felt. It however felt like he hadn't really heard it, as he suddenly got trapped into those beautiful brown eyes. The only thing still on his mind was this desperate longing to kiss him.
"Yeah?" Raine's voice also sounded different, a little tense. He thought he not only heard his own breathing falter, but also that of his new friend. The blood rushed to his crotch, he was getting hard again. This time however, he didn't panic – as long as Raine stared back into his eyes, he wouldn't notice.
Raine's glance crept a bit down. Was he looking at his lips? Did he also feel this unstoppable longing? Blaise didn't know if it was a conscious move, but he leaned a little more towards the Warrior. Raine's eyes shot back to his.
Nervousness was churning inside his body. He didn't think he could resist those lips much longer. Suddenly there were twinkles dancing in Raine's eyes.
"You look like you're about to kiss me." His voice didn't sound mocking, but there definitely was a teasing tone in it.
Blaise had the feeling there were flames coming out of his head. With bright red cheeks, he turned his face away. Right at that moment, the door behind them opened. Too late Mouse, he thought, feeling frustrated. Your rescue is too late.
He took a large gulp from his beer – as if he needed to cool down his lips. He didn't dare to look up anymore and stared at his legs, wishing Raine would go home. He was making a fool of himself. He was sure Raine didn't want to be friends anymore; he probably believed Blaise wanted other things from him. Tears were stinging in his eyes.
"You got another beer for me?" Raine asked. From the corner of his eyes, Blaise saw that he was lifting his empty bottle while looking at Skye.
Nope, he isn't going to leave anytime soon.
Blaise stared at his own bottle. It was shaking in his hands. Quickly, he took a swig while he watched his roommate walk to the kitchen, still not daring to look aside.
Suddenly, he felt Raine's arm brush his own arm. His skin was tingling, his breathing got heavier. The man leaned into him and whispered: "Relax. I never said that I would mind."
His words were so unexpected; Blaise choked on his beer and started to cough.
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