Rebecca :)

Also, anotomy was not kind to me today

It's everyone's favorite simp, Orion!

“Artemis Fowl goes back to his old days of crime to steal an amulet rumoured to be worth millions and to grant the user power of some sort. MI6 was the first to hear about it. They send in young and skilled Alex Rider to hunt the thief down and take the amulet back. However, when Artemis’ plan almost succeeds, Alex uses the last weapon in his arsenal to put an end to it, which he certainly doesn’t mind using.”

Alex really didn't mind that much that he was kissing Artemis. He'd thought about it quite a few times over the last six months of cat and mouse MI6 had forced the two to play. The Irish boy was quite handsome, when he shut up and stopped acting like a prick (which was rare, but memorable). He was even funny, at time, and oddly courteous when it came to his criminal activities. At the very least, he'd never shot at Alex, or poisoned him, or put him in any elaborate death traps involving jellyfish.

Besides, it wasn't like this was his first time. Alex had kissed plenty of people, and sometimes they had even kissed him back, which was always a pleasant surprise. He'd just wanted to throw the smug git off his rhythm. Get away from the protocol they had wordlessly formed over their time together. It was always the same! Alex would rush in, indignant, and demand what Artemis had done. Artemis would get all haughty, and explain in childish detail every element of his plan, and make Alex feel like a fool for having missed it all, even though all the clues were right there. He would escape, and Alex would get torn a new one by Blunt. Then he'd be in a bad mood until he was sent out to chase Artemis halfway around the world, again!

But not today. Today Alex would have the last word. He'd kiss Artemis and leave, and tell Blunt where he could stick his next assignment.

What the young spy hadn't accounted for, however, was how much he would enjoy it. Of how soft the other boys lips would be beneath his thumb. Of how funny his expression of confusion would be. Of how nice it would feel when he actually leant in and kissed him.

Artemis was startled, it was easy to tell. His whole frame had tensed, and his breath froze, like a deer upon hearing a branch break in the forest. Yet, he did not pull away. Tentatively, his hand reached out, taking hold of Alex's hoodie. The hand was shaking.

Alex allowed his eyes to open a little. Artemis' eyes were tight shut, a frown slashing between his brows.

Is he frightened? Alex thought.

Alex went to pull away. He would never want to make someone uncomfortable like that, even for a joke. But as he let go of the other boys chin, Artemis took hold of both sides of his face, and pulled Alex closer. His lips could only be described as defiant in their kissing, but oddly enough, Alex didn't mind.

Artemis' hands went to Alex's already dishevelled blond hair. In return, Alex's hands went to the other boy's waist, drawing him closer. His lips were soft, and warm, and tasted of earl grey tea with lemon.

This is dangerous. Alex though, his heart pounding in his ears. Way, WAY too dangerous. There must be, like, laws and stuff about this!

His hand brushed Artemis' side, coming into contact with something metallic. Out of curiosity, Alex let his fingers dip into the pocket of the other boys suit. The Amulet!

The bastard! Alex cursed internally, his other hand tangled in Artemis black hair. "Not anymore, at least." Oh, I could so punch you right now you- you- Good God, why is he such a good kisser? This isn't fair!

They were pressed up against a desk now, all cinematic and entangled.

Oh, I so hope there are no security camera's in here. Good God, I'd never live it down if Blunt got hold of this info. He'd probably say it was "useful" and get that stupid unreadable expression that says "what words would you like on your headstone, again? Was it "rest in peace" or "rest in pieces"?"

Finally, Alex found the strength to pull away, grinning as he saw how red Artemis' cheeks had become and the bashful expression on his face.

"See you next time, Artemis." Alex said quietly, giving him a peck on the cheek for good measure.

Artemis stood there for much longer then he'd be willing to admit, staring at the doorway Alex had left through. His cheeks were burning like coals in a fire, and for the life of him, he couldn't get his heart to slow down! He briefly wondered if he was having a heart attack, but ruled it out because he was perfectly healthy, had no known congenital issues, and was experiencing no further palpitations or shooting sensations to go along with the increased BPM.

"Artemis." Came Butler's voice on the radio. "Artemis, that kid from MI6 just left the building. He's looking pretty pleased with himself. Did something happen?"

"No, Butler." He lied, adjusting his tie. "Nothing at all."

"Hmm." Droned the bodyguard, obviously not buying it. "Alright. But is the Amulet secure, at least?"

Artemis smirked. "Of course it is, old friend. I have it right her-"

His pocket was empty. How? What could have... Oh.

"It appears we shall be seeing more of this Mr Ridder in future, Butler." Artemis said, a note of admiration in his voice. "Inform our fairy friends I was unsuccessful. We may need their help next time."

"Will do. I'll bring the car around."

Artemis turned off the radio, and placed it in his now empty pocket.

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