(Antoine’s POV)

After school, I met with Anik. “Hallo.” I said subduedly.

“Hey. Hmm, what would be a good nickname for you? How about bunny?”

“Vhatever you vant it to be, I guess.” I replied softly.

“I could just call you slut.”

“Hell no.”

“All right, feisty. Like a cat, there we go, kitten!”

“Vhatever.”

“Come on, kitty. We’re going to my place.”

“Okay.”

“Your friends are following us.” Anik said, glancing at Bernadine and Al trailing behind us.

“Vhat do you vant me to do about it?”

“Nothing. We’re going to go to this alley and play it off as a confession. Your confession, kitty.” Akin said softly.

“Okay.” I replied, just as soft before he pushed me into the alleyway.

I let out a “Nh.”

“What did you want to tell me?” Anik asked, doing a good job at acting.

“I-I vanted to c-confess. I… I love you. I h-have for a while.” I said, looking down and fidgeting with my sleeves. I glanced around, seeing Bernadine and Alfred’s surprised expressions. Anik remained silent.

“I-I’m sorry. zhis was a s-stupid idea.” I said, turning away like anyone else would when they didn’t get a response to their confession. Anik grabbed my arm, but not hard. He roughly planted his lips on mine and kissed me. I acted like I was surprised and responding. He forced his tongue into my mouth, forcing me to actually kiss back, lest Paige and Alfred,who were still there, figure out that I was faking it. He finally pulled away, saliva connecting us.

“Is that why you asked for me yesterday?” He asked huskily.

“Y-yes. I v-vanted you even zhen.” I panted. Anik kissed me again.

“Excited are we?” Anik asked, putting his hand on my area.

“V-vhat are you doing? Hahh. S-stop it!!!”

“Why?” He asked, leaning in. “Your friends are still watching.”

“V-ve’re in p-public! A-anyone could see!”

“Isn’t that the point of going to my house?” Akin asked.

“Y-yes, but I-I couldn’t vait yesterday. Could ve go to your haus today? P-please?” I responded.

 “Hmm, you’ve been a good kitten,” Anik whispered into my neck, making me shiver, “So, I guess.” I glanced around and saw that Paige and Alfred were gone.

“They’re gone.” I muttered, lightly pushing Anik away from me. He growled and pushed me into the alley wall, kissing me again. “What the hell, Anik?” I asked, shoving him away and wiping my mouth. “That wasn’t German.” He said, confused.

“No, dumbass. I’m a ‘mixed breed’. Half German and half Irish.”

“I prefer your Irish accent, only speak that around me.” He demanded, swallowing.

“What? Why?” I questioned. He didn’t reply to my question, just dragged me out of the alley and to his house.

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(Bernadine’s POV)

So did he really want to do… THAT? No, o-of course not. But then, why did Anik and Antoine say those things to each other? I’m so confused and... kinda angry actually. “Hey, emo girl, do you think that they meant those things?” Alfred asked.

“No. I’m pretty sure that Anik has something over Antoine, but I have no clue what.” I replied.

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(Antoine’s POV)

“Ngh, be careful with that thing. Please.” Anik slowed down, then stopped.

“I’m curious, if you only care for personality, why don’t you have a boyfriend or girlfriend?” He asked.

I shrugged, “No one’s caught my eye.” I mumbled. A guilty look (that I failed to notice) flashed across Anik's eyes. He pulled out and took off the rubber.

“What’re you doing?” I asked, sitting up.

“I changed my mind.” He said.

“You’re not going to make me do this?” I asked hopefully.

“No, I won’t make you, but if you decide you want to… Uh, nevermind.” Anik said. I caught a glimpse of the deep blush on his face. Wait, What the hell? Does he actually… No, this man only wants sex from me. I thought. Shaking myself from my thoughts, I got dressed. “Um, it was… um, bye.” I said, hiding a grimace.

“...Bye.” He replied softly. “Antoine. Forget that I kissed you in that alley.” He had a pained look in his eyes. “Sure, I guess.” I mumbled, getting out of there.