Piers Nivans

(Jake was silent. He hadn't expected Piers to flirt back.)

(Piers deliberately started flirting back so that Jake would be speechless and not make him blush anymore)

If we suddenly found yourself in the middle of outer space, in a complete vacuum, I would give you all the remaining oxygen in my lungs so that you could live a couple of minutes longer.

*make out*

Jake barely had time to gasp in surprise when Piers grabbed the front of his shirt, suddenly having his mouth occupied. He quickly pulled himself together, putting his arms around Piers' waist, leaning into him, and even deepening the kiss slightly.

After their flirtation, Piers felt dizzy, and he kissed Jake with unprecedented enthusiasm, they were already running out of oxygen, but it seemed to him that if he let Jake go now, he would disappear forever. And then Nivans' hands grabbed Mueller's ass. As if this was the right place to keep a mercenary by his side.

Jake made an embarrassingly high-pitched noise of surprise into the kiss. Face burning red, he bit Piers' bottom lip in retaliation.

The sound that came out of Jake's mouth appeared as quickly as it was lost in the kiss. Piers was already on edge and he didn't have enough air, it was like a game of suffocation, where after a period of hypoxia, euphoria arose, forcing the brain to work differently. He was looking at Jake, his eyes glistening wetly, as if he was drunk. He was really high, terribly aroused and dreaming that this moment would last forever.

Jake was the first to pull away, thrnjng his head slightly and gasping for breath. He still kept his arms tightly around Piers, as if holding himself up while he got air back into his lungs. Still feeling the hands on his ass, his face was tinted red.

Nivans pulled away from Jake a little, letting go of his ass. In a moment, he even forgot that he was holding onto him like a dog holding onto a piece of meat. After looking into his eyes for a while, Piers smiled and playfully smeared his nose on the mercenary's cheek.

Jake scoffed, pretending to hate it, as he pulled away from the nuzzling, blushing harder. "What are you even doing?!"

"No... nothing..." Piers blushed and turned away, really thinking that he had done something stupid. Too gentle for it to be like their usual relationship, where tenderness was very unusual.

He looked at him from under his brows, still feeling that he had committed a folly by sharing his outburst of tenderness. "Okay, I won't do that anymore."

"No, no, you can-" He sighed, hesitating for a second, before pulling Piers closer into a hug, burying his face in his neck.

Piers's skin crawled. It was like that... suddenly. He felt Jake's warmth and inhaled his scent, which made his soul feel calm. Nivans wanted to stay in those arms forever.

Jake pressed his face in further, holding him slightly tighter. Maybe this was okay. Maybe they could be sweet together once in a while.

Piers finally pulled away from Jake's arms, a blush on his face. "It's unusual." He liked it, and he was just stating a fact.

"Was that too much?" He stared at the blush.

“No… I think… it’s… cute” He smiled awkwardly.

Jake covered his face with his hands. "I'm not cute." He replied stubbornly.

Piers stared at Jake, puzzled, wondering what to say. "You... you're cute." God, he didn't think Muller would make him say that.

"It's... true."It seemed to be the most awkward moment in their conversation that could have been.

"Why are you being so sweet?" He whined, as if complaining. He was used to fighting Piers, getting insulted... not getting complimented.

"I'm sorry, I don't know what came over me... you infected me with it!"

He almost laughed, taking his hands off of his own red face. "You're clearly trying to manipulate me with your niceness or something."

"How can I do this to you?" He made an innocent face, not taking his eyes off Jake. "I'm an angel. I don't even know the meaning of such terrible words. Manipulate…»

"Yeah, you're such an angel." He replied with sarcasm. "Don't worry, everyone, this puppy totally doesn't bite."

He grinned slyly. "Yes, this puppy doesn't bite. Usually." He approached Jake, looking into his eyes. "But if he smells the delicious smell of meat..." His lips lifted higher in a sly smile. "... then he'll want to cling to it tightly." Nivans bit his lower lip, completely oblivious to the nonsense his brain was generating in the mercenary's presence.

Jake just kind of stared at him, brain short-circuiting. Of course his tone had to be hot. Of course Jake had to be flustered. His eyes focused on Piers' bottom lip when he bit it.

"You seem to be shaking." He stopped torturing his lower lip, closing his mouth in a grin. "I didn't know that you get worried when you see puppies."

"It's not that and you know it." He complained quietly. "...and I'm not shaking." He lied.

Piers's hand slid onto Mueller's stomach, hidden by his clothes, tracing simple patterns with his finger. He ran his finger down below her navel, tracing her hairline. "You really aren't shaking." He broke the silence of the room with a light laugh.

Jake would've laughed with him, but he was too preoccupied with the way his brain seemed to stop working at the touch. He refused to look Piers in the eye, his cheeks flushing as always.

He continued to tease Jake, watching with interest as an uneven blush flooded his face. Nivans's hand stopped on the border between Jake's T-shirt and jeans, and Piers could almost hear the mercenary holding his breath. And then he took hold of the bottom edge of Muller's T-shirt and pulled it up, tickling his lower abdomen, which trembled at the touch.

Awww, you'd miss me if I died?

Will I miss you? Hmm. Hmmmmm. We will only be able to find out if you die. * Smirks*

I'll think about it, Jake. Then promise me that you will behave yourself.

.............this is bullshit. You know I never behave myself.

I know. And I love you anyway, despite your harmfulness.

You love me?

GOD, DID I SAY THAT? No, it seemed to you, don't pay attention * looks away and blushes*

You absolutely did say that. You loooooove me.

That's not what it means, you don't understand... it's just... God, I'm only burying myself deeper.… * He chuckled, shaking his head*

Jake laughed. "What don't I understand?"

“OH, MY GOD, JAKE, YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND. THAT'S IT, I WON'T ANSWER YOUR QUESTIONS…” Hides his face behind his hand.

"Don't hide your face. You look cute."

Stop staring

STOP! P- please.,,

........fine. But you're very cute.

NO! YOU! oh… not you… you not cute… I MEAN…

You think I'm cute??

Hmm... I think... oh, my phone is ringing, I need to go right away.… * he wanted to avoid answering this question by any means possible*

Who's calling? Your hidden feelings?

He sighed, realizing how quickly Jake had figured him out. "No, they call me from the psychiatric ward and say I'm crazy."

Jake burst out laughing. "Oh?? What, because you're attracted to me? If that's the criteria, Lieutenant, a lot of people are crazy."

"A LOT OF CRAZY PEOPLE? ARE YOU IMPLYING THAT YOU ATTRACT A LOT OF PEOPLE? I mean... God..." Piers hadn't even thought until that moment that he could feel jealous... it was something new.

"Yeah, I attract a lot of people. I'm a catch, you know." Jake could see the jealousy in his eyes.

"Yes, yes, that's exactly what I realized." Anger and... resentment boiled up in him. Jake was doing this intentionally, he was trying to expose Piers.

"I mean, when we met back on that C-Virus mission... your whole team was staring. I assume you didn't notice, because you were also busy staring at me..." He was making it up.

He tried desperately to remember that moment, but he was really so preoccupied with Jake that he didn't pay attention to it. He frowned. Piers wanted to add that people really had a lot to see, but Jake would have taken that as a compliment, and he DIDN'T WANT to compliment him right now. He just wanted to gouge out the eyes of those who looked at Muller the way only Nivans could look.

"...are you jealous?" He teased. "Or just angry at your whole team of professionals for looking at me like that?"

“Jealous?...of course not..." He was lying. He lied so stupidly.

"I bet you are jealous. You want to be the only one who can look at me like that. You'd have to fight for it, though. Like I've said, I'm a catch."

"Yes, I have nothing to do, I won't fight for you, you're dreaming!" Of course he will. He'll look askance at anyone who looks at Jake a little too long.

"You would totally fight for me. And maybe if you did, you'd get... compensated."

He blushed. I didn't know exactly what it was from: That Jake saw right through him, or that he promised compensation. Nivans glared at the mercenary. "I will consider this generous offer on your part."

He smirked like the bastard he was. "You'll consider it, huh? Hm... but you better take the offer before someone else does."

"God, then go to hell!" Piers clenched his jaw until his teeth were gritting and folded his arms across his chest. Although it was an unconscious manipulation, at one point Nivans was very afraid that Jake would really go to someone else. He didn't even want to think about it.…

"So you are jealous!! I knew it. You want me so bad..." Jake laughed.

“WHAT NONSENSE! No... that's not true..."

"Mhmmm. Whatever you say..." He leaned in close, like he was going to kiss Piers.

And Piers froze, not even trying to pull away. He was lying loudly to Jake, but his frantically beating heart was telling the truth even louder.

Jake was smiling. He knew it was a lie, of course. He stopped at the last second, staying in Piers' space but not closing the last inch of distance. "...you're beautiful, you know that?" His voice was quieter, sincere.

His gaze took in Jake's face, from the cocky eyes fixed on him to the lips parted just enough for Nivans to think about touching them. Muller was also handsome, so much so that Piers sometimes couldn't take his eyes off him. However, embarrassed by the compliment, he didn't say anything in response. But he quietly shushed the mercenary so that he wouldn't say anything more, and kissed him himself, cupping Jake's face in his hands.

Awww, you'd miss me if I died?

Will I miss you? Hmm. Hmmmmm. We will only be able to find out if you die. * Smirks*

I'll think about it, Jake. Then promise me that you will behave yourself.

.............this is bullshit. You know I never behave myself.

I know. And I love you anyway, despite your harmfulness.

You love me?

GOD, DID I SAY THAT? No, it seemed to you, don't pay attention * looks away and blushes*

You absolutely did say that. You loooooove me.

That's not what it means, you don't understand... it's just... God, I'm only burying myself deeper.… * He chuckled, shaking his head*

Jake laughed. "What don't I understand?"

“OH, MY GOD, JAKE, YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND. THAT'S IT, I WON'T ANSWER YOUR QUESTIONS…” Hides his face behind his hand.

"Don't hide your face. You look cute."

Stop staring

STOP! P- please.,,

........fine. But you're very cute.

NO! YOU! oh… not you… you not cute… I MEAN…

You think I'm cute??

Hmm... I think... oh, my phone is ringing, I need to go right away.… * he wanted to avoid answering this question by any means possible*

Who's calling? Your hidden feelings?

He sighed, realizing how quickly Jake had figured him out. "No, they call me from the psychiatric ward and say I'm crazy."

Jake burst out laughing. "Oh?? What, because you're attracted to me? If that's the criteria, Lieutenant, a lot of people are crazy."

"A LOT OF CRAZY PEOPLE? ARE YOU IMPLYING THAT YOU ATTRACT A LOT OF PEOPLE? I mean... God..." Piers hadn't even thought until that moment that he could feel jealous... it was something new.

"Yeah, I attract a lot of people. I'm a catch, you know." Jake could see the jealousy in his eyes.

"Yes, yes, that's exactly what I realized." Anger and... resentment boiled up in him. Jake was doing this intentionally, he was trying to expose Piers.

"I mean, when we met back on that C-Virus mission... your whole team was staring. I assume you didn't notice, because you were also busy staring at me..." He was making it up.

He tried desperately to remember that moment, but he was really so preoccupied with Jake that he didn't pay attention to it. He frowned. Piers wanted to add that people really had a lot to see, but Jake would have taken that as a compliment, and he DIDN'T WANT to compliment him right now. He just wanted to gouge out the eyes of those who looked at Muller the way only Nivans could look.

"...are you jealous?" He teased. "Or just angry at your whole team of professionals for looking at me like that?"

“Jealous?...of course not..." He was lying. He lied so stupidly.

"I bet you are jealous. You want to be the only one who can look at me like that. You'd have to fight for it, though. Like I've said, I'm a catch."

"Yes, I have nothing to do, I won't fight for you, you're dreaming!" Of course he will. He'll look askance at anyone who looks at Jake a little too long.

"You would totally fight for me. And maybe if you did, you'd get... compensated."

He blushed. I didn't know exactly what it was from: That Jake saw right through him, or that he promised compensation. Nivans glared at the mercenary. "I will consider this generous offer on your part."

He smirked like the bastard he was. "You'll consider it, huh? Hm... but you better take the offer before someone else does."

"God, then go to hell!" Piers clenched his jaw until his teeth were gritting and folded his arms across his chest. Although it was an unconscious manipulation, at one point Nivans was very afraid that Jake would really go to someone else. He didn't even want to think about it.…

"So you are jealous!! I knew it. You want me so bad..." Jake laughed.

“WHAT NONSENSE! No... that's not true..."

"Mhmmm. Whatever you say..." He leaned in close, like he was going to kiss Piers.

And Piers froze, not even trying to pull away. He was lying loudly to Jake, but his frantically beating heart was telling the truth even louder.

Awww, you'd miss me if I died?

Will I miss you? Hmm. Hmmmmm. We will only be able to find out if you die. * Smirks*

I'll think about it, Jake. Then promise me that you will behave yourself.

.............this is bullshit. You know I never behave myself.

I know. And I love you anyway, despite your harmfulness.

You love me?

GOD, DID I SAY THAT? No, it seemed to you, don't pay attention * looks away and blushes*

You absolutely did say that. You loooooove me.

That's not what it means, you don't understand... it's just... God, I'm only burying myself deeper.… * He chuckled, shaking his head*

Jake laughed. "What don't I understand?"

“OH, MY GOD, JAKE, YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND. THAT'S IT, I WON'T ANSWER YOUR QUESTIONS…” Hides his face behind his hand.

"Don't hide your face. You look cute."

Stop staring

STOP! P- please.,,

........fine. But you're very cute.

NO! YOU! oh… not you… you not cute… I MEAN…

You think I'm cute??

Hmm... I think... oh, my phone is ringing, I need to go right away.… * he wanted to avoid answering this question by any means possible*

Who's calling? Your hidden feelings?

He sighed, realizing how quickly Jake had figured him out. "No, they call me from the psychiatric ward and say I'm crazy."

Jake burst out laughing. "Oh?? What, because you're attracted to me? If that's the criteria, Lieutenant, a lot of people are crazy."

"A LOT OF CRAZY PEOPLE? ARE YOU IMPLYING THAT YOU ATTRACT A LOT OF PEOPLE? I mean... God..." Piers hadn't even thought until that moment that he could feel jealous... it was something new.

"Yeah, I attract a lot of people. I'm a catch, you know." Jake could see the jealousy in his eyes.

"Yes, yes, that's exactly what I realized." Anger and... resentment boiled up in him. Jake was doing this intentionally, he was trying to expose Piers.

"I mean, when we met back on that C-Virus mission... your whole team was staring. I assume you didn't notice, because you were also busy staring at me..." He was making it up.

He tried desperately to remember that moment, but he was really so preoccupied with Jake that he didn't pay attention to it. He frowned. Piers wanted to add that people really had a lot to see, but Jake would have taken that as a compliment, and he DIDN'T WANT to compliment him right now. He just wanted to gouge out the eyes of those who looked at Muller the way only Nivans could look.

"...are you jealous?" He teased. "Or just angry at your whole team of professionals for looking at me like that?"

“Jealous?...of course not..." He was lying. He lied so stupidly.

"I bet you are jealous. You want to be the only one who can look at me like that. You'd have to fight for it, though. Like I've said, I'm a catch."

"Yes, I have nothing to do, I won't fight for you, you're dreaming!" Of course he will. He'll look askance at anyone who looks at Jake a little too long.

"You would totally fight for me. And maybe if you did, you'd get... compensated."

He blushed. I didn't know exactly what it was from: That Jake saw right through him, or that he promised compensation. Nivans glared at the mercenary. "I will consider this generous offer on your part."

He smirked like the bastard he was. "You'll consider it, huh? Hm... but you better take the offer before someone else does."

"God, then go to hell!" Piers clenched his jaw until his teeth were gritting and folded his arms across his chest. Although it was an unconscious manipulation, at one point Nivans was very afraid that Jake would really go to someone else. He didn't even want to think about it.…

"So you are jealous!! I knew it. You want me so bad..." Jake laughed.

“WHAT NONSENSE! No... that's not true..."

Awww, you'd miss me if I died?

Will I miss you? Hmm. Hmmmmm. We will only be able to find out if you die. * Smirks*

I'll think about it, Jake. Then promise me that you will behave yourself.

.............this is bullshit. You know I never behave myself.

I know. And I love you anyway, despite your harmfulness.

You love me?

GOD, DID I SAY THAT? No, it seemed to you, don't pay attention * looks away and blushes*

You absolutely did say that. You loooooove me.

That's not what it means, you don't understand... it's just... God, I'm only burying myself deeper.… * He chuckled, shaking his head*

Jake laughed. "What don't I understand?"

“OH, MY GOD, JAKE, YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND. THAT'S IT, I WON'T ANSWER YOUR QUESTIONS…” Hides his face behind his hand.

"Don't hide your face. You look cute."

Stop staring

STOP! P- please.,,

........fine. But you're very cute.

NO! YOU! oh… not you… you not cute… I MEAN…

You think I'm cute??

Hmm... I think... oh, my phone is ringing, I need to go right away.… * he wanted to avoid answering this question by any means possible*

Who's calling? Your hidden feelings?

He sighed, realizing how quickly Jake had figured him out. "No, they call me from the psychiatric ward and say I'm crazy."

Jake burst out laughing. "Oh?? What, because you're attracted to me? If that's the criteria, Lieutenant, a lot of people are crazy."

"A LOT OF CRAZY PEOPLE? ARE YOU IMPLYING THAT YOU ATTRACT A LOT OF PEOPLE? I mean... God..." Piers hadn't even thought until that moment that he could feel jealous... it was something new.

"Yeah, I attract a lot of people. I'm a catch, you know." Jake could see the jealousy in his eyes.

"Yes, yes, that's exactly what I realized." Anger and... resentment boiled up in him. Jake was doing this intentionally, he was trying to expose Piers.

"I mean, when we met back on that C-Virus mission... your whole team was staring. I assume you didn't notice, because you were also busy staring at me..." He was making it up.

He tried desperately to remember that moment, but he was really so preoccupied with Jake that he didn't pay attention to it. He frowned. Piers wanted to add that people really had a lot to see, but Jake would have taken that as a compliment, and he DIDN'T WANT to compliment him right now. He just wanted to gouge out the eyes of those who looked at Muller the way only Nivans could look.

"...are you jealous?" He teased. "Or just angry at your whole team of professionals for looking at me like that?"

“Jealous?...of course not..." He was lying. He lied so stupidly.

"I bet you are jealous. You want to be the only one who can look at me like that. You'd have to fight for it, though. Like I've said, I'm a catch."

"Yes, I have nothing to do, I won't fight for you, you're dreaming!" Of course he will. He'll look askance at anyone who looks at Jake a little too long.

"You would totally fight for me. And maybe if you did, you'd get... compensated."

He blushed. I didn't know exactly what it was from: That Jake saw right through him, or that he promised compensation. Nivans glared at the mercenary. "I will consider this generous offer on your part."

He smirked like the bastard he was. "You'll consider it, huh? Hm... but you better take the offer before someone else does."

"God, then go to hell!" Piers clenched his jaw until his teeth were gritting and folded his arms across his chest. Although it was an unconscious manipulation, at one point Nivans was very afraid that Jake would really go to someone else. He didn't even want to think about it.…

Awww, you'd miss me if I died?

Will I miss you? Hmm. Hmmmmm. We will only be able to find out if you die. * Smirks*

I'll think about it, Jake. Then promise me that you will behave yourself.

.............this is bullshit. You know I never behave myself.

I know. And I love you anyway, despite your harmfulness.

You love me?

GOD, DID I SAY THAT? No, it seemed to you, don't pay attention * looks away and blushes*

You absolutely did say that. You loooooove me.

That's not what it means, you don't understand... it's just... God, I'm only burying myself deeper.… * He chuckled, shaking his head*

Jake laughed. "What don't I understand?"

“OH, MY GOD, JAKE, YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND. THAT'S IT, I WON'T ANSWER YOUR QUESTIONS…” Hides his face behind his hand.

"Don't hide your face. You look cute."

Stop staring

STOP! P- please.,,

........fine. But you're very cute.

NO! YOU! oh… not you… you not cute… I MEAN…

You think I'm cute??

Hmm... I think... oh, my phone is ringing, I need to go right away.… * he wanted to avoid answering this question by any means possible*

Who's calling? Your hidden feelings?

He sighed, realizing how quickly Jake had figured him out. "No, they call me from the psychiatric ward and say I'm crazy."

Jake burst out laughing. "Oh?? What, because you're attracted to me? If that's the criteria, Lieutenant, a lot of people are crazy."

"A LOT OF CRAZY PEOPLE? ARE YOU IMPLYING THAT YOU ATTRACT A LOT OF PEOPLE? I mean... God..." Piers hadn't even thought until that moment that he could feel jealous... it was something new.

"Yeah, I attract a lot of people. I'm a catch, you know." Jake could see the jealousy in his eyes.

"Yes, yes, that's exactly what I realized." Anger and... resentment boiled up in him. Jake was doing this intentionally, he was trying to expose Piers.

"I mean, when we met back on that C-Virus mission... your whole team was staring. I assume you didn't notice, because you were also busy staring at me..." He was making it up.

He tried desperately to remember that moment, but he was really so preoccupied with Jake that he didn't pay attention to it. He frowned. Piers wanted to add that people really had a lot to see, but Jake would have taken that as a compliment, and he DIDN'T WANT to compliment him right now. He just wanted to gouge out the eyes of those who looked at Muller the way only Nivans could look.

"...are you jealous?" He teased. "Or just angry at your whole team of professionals for looking at me like that?"

“Jealous?...of course not..." He was lying. He lied so stupidly.

"I bet you are jealous. You want to be the only one who can look at me like that. You'd have to fight for it, though. Like I've said, I'm a catch."

"Yes, I have nothing to do, I won't fight for you, you're dreaming!" Of course he will. He'll look askance at anyone who looks at Jake a little too long.

"You would totally fight for me. And maybe if you did, you'd get... compensated."

He blushed. I didn't know exactly what it was from: That Jake saw right through him, or that he promised compensation. Nivans glared at the mercenary. "I will consider this generous offer on your part."

(Jake was silent. He hadn't expected Piers to flirt back.)

(Piers deliberately started flirting back so that Jake would be speechless and not make him blush anymore)

If we suddenly found yourself in the middle of outer space, in a complete vacuum, I would give you all the remaining oxygen in my lungs so that you could live a couple of minutes longer.

*make out*

Jake barely had time to gasp in surprise when Piers grabbed the front of his shirt, suddenly having his mouth occupied. He quickly pulled himself together, putting his arms around Piers' waist, leaning into him, and even deepening the kiss slightly.

After their flirtation, Piers felt dizzy, and he kissed Jake with unprecedented enthusiasm, they were already running out of oxygen, but it seemed to him that if he let Jake go now, he would disappear forever. And then Nivans' hands grabbed Mueller's ass. As if this was the right place to keep a mercenary by his side.

Jake made an embarrassingly high-pitched noise of surprise into the kiss. Face burning red, he bit Piers' bottom lip in retaliation.

The sound that came out of Jake's mouth appeared as quickly as it was lost in the kiss. Piers was already on edge and he didn't have enough air, it was like a game of suffocation, where after a period of hypoxia, euphoria arose, forcing the brain to work differently. He was looking at Jake, his eyes glistening wetly, as if he was drunk. He was really high, terribly aroused and dreaming that this moment would last forever.

Jake was the first to pull away, thrnjng his head slightly and gasping for breath. He still kept his arms tightly around Piers, as if holding himself up while he got air back into his lungs. Still feeling the hands on his ass, his face was tinted red.

Nivans pulled away from Jake a little, letting go of his ass. In a moment, he even forgot that he was holding onto him like a dog holding onto a piece of meat. After looking into his eyes for a while, Piers smiled and playfully smeared his nose on the mercenary's cheek.

Jake scoffed, pretending to hate it, as he pulled away from the nuzzling, blushing harder. "What are you even doing?!"

"No... nothing..." Piers blushed and turned away, really thinking that he had done something stupid. Too gentle for it to be like their usual relationship, where tenderness was very unusual.

He looked at him from under his brows, still feeling that he had committed a folly by sharing his outburst of tenderness. "Okay, I won't do that anymore."

"No, no, you can-" He sighed, hesitating for a second, before pulling Piers closer into a hug, burying his face in his neck.

Piers's skin crawled. It was like that... suddenly. He felt Jake's warmth and inhaled his scent, which made his soul feel calm. Nivans wanted to stay in those arms forever.

Jake pressed his face in further, holding him slightly tighter. Maybe this was okay. Maybe they could be sweet together once in a while.

Piers finally pulled away from Jake's arms, a blush on his face. "It's unusual." He liked it, and he was just stating a fact.

"Was that too much?" He stared at the blush.

“No… I think… it’s… cute” He smiled awkwardly.

Jake covered his face with his hands. "I'm not cute." He replied stubbornly.

Piers stared at Jake, puzzled, wondering what to say. "You... you're cute." God, he didn't think Muller would make him say that.

"It's... true."It seemed to be the most awkward moment in their conversation that could have been.

"Why are you being so sweet?" He whined, as if complaining. He was used to fighting Piers, getting insulted... not getting complimented.

"I'm sorry, I don't know what came over me... you infected me with it!"

He almost laughed, taking his hands off of his own red face. "You're clearly trying to manipulate me with your niceness or something."

"How can I do this to you?" He made an innocent face, not taking his eyes off Jake. "I'm an angel. I don't even know the meaning of such terrible words. Manipulate…»

"Yeah, you're such an angel." He replied with sarcasm. "Don't worry, everyone, this puppy totally doesn't bite."

He grinned slyly. "Yes, this puppy doesn't bite. Usually." He approached Jake, looking into his eyes. "But if he smells the delicious smell of meat..." His lips lifted higher in a sly smile. "... then he'll want to cling to it tightly." Nivans bit his lower lip, completely oblivious to the nonsense his brain was generating in the mercenary's presence.

Jake just kind of stared at him, brain short-circuiting. Of course his tone had to be hot. Of course Jake had to be flustered. His eyes focused on Piers' bottom lip when he bit it.

"You seem to be shaking." He stopped torturing his lower lip, closing his mouth in a grin. "I didn't know that you get worried when you see puppies."

"It's not that and you know it." He complained quietly. "...and I'm not shaking." He lied.

Piers's hand slid onto Mueller's stomach, hidden by his clothes, tracing simple patterns with his finger. He ran his finger down below her navel, tracing her hairline. "You really aren't shaking." He broke the silence of the room with a light laugh.

Awww, you'd miss me if I died?

Will I miss you? Hmm. Hmmmmm. We will only be able to find out if you die. * Smirks*

I'll think about it, Jake. Then promise me that you will behave yourself.

.............this is bullshit. You know I never behave myself.

I know. And I love you anyway, despite your harmfulness.

You love me?

GOD, DID I SAY THAT? No, it seemed to you, don't pay attention * looks away and blushes*

You absolutely did say that. You loooooove me.

That's not what it means, you don't understand... it's just... God, I'm only burying myself deeper.… * He chuckled, shaking his head*

Jake laughed. "What don't I understand?"

“OH, MY GOD, JAKE, YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND. THAT'S IT, I WON'T ANSWER YOUR QUESTIONS…” Hides his face behind his hand.

"Don't hide your face. You look cute."

Stop staring

STOP! P- please.,,

........fine. But you're very cute.

NO! YOU! oh… not you… you not cute… I MEAN…

You think I'm cute??

Hmm... I think... oh, my phone is ringing, I need to go right away.… * he wanted to avoid answering this question by any means possible*

Who's calling? Your hidden feelings?

He sighed, realizing how quickly Jake had figured him out. "No, they call me from the psychiatric ward and say I'm crazy."

Jake burst out laughing. "Oh?? What, because you're attracted to me? If that's the criteria, Lieutenant, a lot of people are crazy."

"A LOT OF CRAZY PEOPLE? ARE YOU IMPLYING THAT YOU ATTRACT A LOT OF PEOPLE? I mean... God..." Piers hadn't even thought until that moment that he could feel jealous... it was something new.

"Yeah, I attract a lot of people. I'm a catch, you know." Jake could see the jealousy in his eyes.

"Yes, yes, that's exactly what I realized." Anger and... resentment boiled up in him. Jake was doing this intentionally, he was trying to expose Piers.

"I mean, when we met back on that C-Virus mission... your whole team was staring. I assume you didn't notice, because you were also busy staring at me..." He was making it up.

He tried desperately to remember that moment, but he was really so preoccupied with Jake that he didn't pay attention to it. He frowned. Piers wanted to add that people really had a lot to see, but Jake would have taken that as a compliment, and he DIDN'T WANT to compliment him right now. He just wanted to gouge out the eyes of those who looked at Muller the way only Nivans could look.

"...are you jealous?" He teased. "Or just angry at your whole team of professionals for looking at me like that?"

“Jealous?...of course not..." He was lying. He lied so stupidly.

"I bet you are jealous. You want to be the only one who can look at me like that. You'd have to fight for it, though. Like I've said, I'm a catch."

"Yes, I have nothing to do, I won't fight for you, you're dreaming!" Of course he will. He'll look askance at anyone who looks at Jake a little too long.

(Jake was silent. He hadn't expected Piers to flirt back.)

(Piers deliberately started flirting back so that Jake would be speechless and not make him blush anymore)

If we suddenly found yourself in the middle of outer space, in a complete vacuum, I would give you all the remaining oxygen in my lungs so that you could live a couple of minutes longer.

*make out*

Jake barely had time to gasp in surprise when Piers grabbed the front of his shirt, suddenly having his mouth occupied. He quickly pulled himself together, putting his arms around Piers' waist, leaning into him, and even deepening the kiss slightly.

After their flirtation, Piers felt dizzy, and he kissed Jake with unprecedented enthusiasm, they were already running out of oxygen, but it seemed to him that if he let Jake go now, he would disappear forever. And then Nivans' hands grabbed Mueller's ass. As if this was the right place to keep a mercenary by his side.

Jake made an embarrassingly high-pitched noise of surprise into the kiss. Face burning red, he bit Piers' bottom lip in retaliation.

The sound that came out of Jake's mouth appeared as quickly as it was lost in the kiss. Piers was already on edge and he didn't have enough air, it was like a game of suffocation, where after a period of hypoxia, euphoria arose, forcing the brain to work differently. He was looking at Jake, his eyes glistening wetly, as if he was drunk. He was really high, terribly aroused and dreaming that this moment would last forever.

Jake was the first to pull away, thrnjng his head slightly and gasping for breath. He still kept his arms tightly around Piers, as if holding himself up while he got air back into his lungs. Still feeling the hands on his ass, his face was tinted red.

Nivans pulled away from Jake a little, letting go of his ass. In a moment, he even forgot that he was holding onto him like a dog holding onto a piece of meat. After looking into his eyes for a while, Piers smiled and playfully smeared his nose on the mercenary's cheek.

Jake scoffed, pretending to hate it, as he pulled away from the nuzzling, blushing harder. "What are you even doing?!"

"No... nothing..." Piers blushed and turned away, really thinking that he had done something stupid. Too gentle for it to be like their usual relationship, where tenderness was very unusual.

He looked at him from under his brows, still feeling that he had committed a folly by sharing his outburst of tenderness. "Okay, I won't do that anymore."

"No, no, you can-" He sighed, hesitating for a second, before pulling Piers closer into a hug, burying his face in his neck.

Piers's skin crawled. It was like that... suddenly. He felt Jake's warmth and inhaled his scent, which made his soul feel calm. Nivans wanted to stay in those arms forever.

Jake pressed his face in further, holding him slightly tighter. Maybe this was okay. Maybe they could be sweet together once in a while.

Piers finally pulled away from Jake's arms, a blush on his face. "It's unusual." He liked it, and he was just stating a fact.

"Was that too much?" He stared at the blush.

“No… I think… it’s… cute” He smiled awkwardly.

Jake covered his face with his hands. "I'm not cute." He replied stubbornly.

Piers stared at Jake, puzzled, wondering what to say. "You... you're cute." God, he didn't think Muller would make him say that.

"It's... true."It seemed to be the most awkward moment in their conversation that could have been.

"Why are you being so sweet?" He whined, as if complaining. He was used to fighting Piers, getting insulted... not getting complimented.

"I'm sorry, I don't know what came over me... you infected me with it!"

He almost laughed, taking his hands off of his own red face. "You're clearly trying to manipulate me with your niceness or something."

"How can I do this to you?" He made an innocent face, not taking his eyes off Jake. "I'm an angel. I don't even know the meaning of such terrible words. Manipulate…»

"Yeah, you're such an angel." He replied with sarcasm. "Don't worry, everyone, this puppy totally doesn't bite."

He grinned slyly. "Yes, this puppy doesn't bite. Usually." He approached Jake, looking into his eyes. "But if he smells the delicious smell of meat..." His lips lifted higher in a sly smile. "... then he'll want to cling to it tightly." Nivans bit his lower lip, completely oblivious to the nonsense his brain was generating in the mercenary's presence.

Jake just kind of stared at him, brain short-circuiting. Of course his tone had to be hot. Of course Jake had to be flustered. His eyes focused on Piers' bottom lip when he bit it.

"You seem to be shaking." He stopped torturing his lower lip, closing his mouth in a grin. "I didn't know that you get worried when you see puppies."

Awww, you'd miss me if I died?

Will I miss you? Hmm. Hmmmmm. We will only be able to find out if you die. * Smirks*

I'll think about it, Jake. Then promise me that you will behave yourself.

.............this is bullshit. You know I never behave myself.

I know. And I love you anyway, despite your harmfulness.

You love me?

GOD, DID I SAY THAT? No, it seemed to you, don't pay attention * looks away and blushes*

You absolutely did say that. You loooooove me.

That's not what it means, you don't understand... it's just... God, I'm only burying myself deeper.… * He chuckled, shaking his head*

Jake laughed. "What don't I understand?"

“OH, MY GOD, JAKE, YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND. THAT'S IT, I WON'T ANSWER YOUR QUESTIONS…” Hides his face behind his hand.

"Don't hide your face. You look cute."

Stop staring

STOP! P- please.,,

........fine. But you're very cute.

NO! YOU! oh… not you… you not cute… I MEAN…

You think I'm cute??

Hmm... I think... oh, my phone is ringing, I need to go right away.… * he wanted to avoid answering this question by any means possible*

Who's calling? Your hidden feelings?

He sighed, realizing how quickly Jake had figured him out. "No, they call me from the psychiatric ward and say I'm crazy."

Jake burst out laughing. "Oh?? What, because you're attracted to me? If that's the criteria, Lieutenant, a lot of people are crazy."

"A LOT OF CRAZY PEOPLE? ARE YOU IMPLYING THAT YOU ATTRACT A LOT OF PEOPLE? I mean... God..." Piers hadn't even thought until that moment that he could feel jealous... it was something new.

"Yeah, I attract a lot of people. I'm a catch, you know." Jake could see the jealousy in his eyes.

"Yes, yes, that's exactly what I realized." Anger and... resentment boiled up in him. Jake was doing this intentionally, he was trying to expose Piers.

"I mean, when we met back on that C-Virus mission... your whole team was staring. I assume you didn't notice, because you were also busy staring at me..." He was making it up.

He tried desperately to remember that moment, but he was really so preoccupied with Jake that he didn't pay attention to it. He frowned. Piers wanted to add that people really had a lot to see, but Jake would have taken that as a compliment, and he DIDN'T WANT to compliment him right now. He just wanted to gouge out the eyes of those who looked at Muller the way only Nivans could look.

"...are you jealous?" He teased. "Or just angry at your whole team of professionals for looking at me like that?"

“Jealous?...of course not..." He was lying. He lied so stupidly.

Awww, you'd miss me if I died?

Will I miss you? Hmm. Hmmmmm. We will only be able to find out if you die. * Smirks*

I'll think about it, Jake. Then promise me that you will behave yourself.

.............this is bullshit. You know I never behave myself.

I know. And I love you anyway, despite your harmfulness.

You love me?

GOD, DID I SAY THAT? No, it seemed to you, don't pay attention * looks away and blushes*

You absolutely did say that. You loooooove me.

That's not what it means, you don't understand... it's just... God, I'm only burying myself deeper.… * He chuckled, shaking his head*

Jake laughed. "What don't I understand?"

“OH, MY GOD, JAKE, YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND. THAT'S IT, I WON'T ANSWER YOUR QUESTIONS…” Hides his face behind his hand.

"Don't hide your face. You look cute."

Stop staring

STOP! P- please.,,

........fine. But you're very cute.

NO! YOU! oh… not you… you not cute… I MEAN…

You think I'm cute??

Hmm... I think... oh, my phone is ringing, I need to go right away.… * he wanted to avoid answering this question by any means possible*

Who's calling? Your hidden feelings?

He sighed, realizing how quickly Jake had figured him out. "No, they call me from the psychiatric ward and say I'm crazy."

Jake burst out laughing. "Oh?? What, because you're attracted to me? If that's the criteria, Lieutenant, a lot of people are crazy."

"A LOT OF CRAZY PEOPLE? ARE YOU IMPLYING THAT YOU ATTRACT A LOT OF PEOPLE? I mean... God..." Piers hadn't even thought until that moment that he could feel jealous... it was something new.

"Yeah, I attract a lot of people. I'm a catch, you know." Jake could see the jealousy in his eyes.

"Yes, yes, that's exactly what I realized." Anger and... resentment boiled up in him. Jake was doing this intentionally, he was trying to expose Piers.

"I mean, when we met back on that C-Virus mission... your whole team was staring. I assume you didn't notice, because you were also busy staring at me..." He was making it up.

He tried desperately to remember that moment, but he was really so preoccupied with Jake that he didn't pay attention to it. He frowned. Piers wanted to add that people really had a lot to see, but Jake would have taken that as a compliment, and he DIDN'T WANT to compliment him right now. He just wanted to gouge out the eyes of those who looked at Muller the way only Nivans could look.

(Jake was silent. He hadn't expected Piers to flirt back.)

(Piers deliberately started flirting back so that Jake would be speechless and not make him blush anymore)

If we suddenly found yourself in the middle of outer space, in a complete vacuum, I would give you all the remaining oxygen in my lungs so that you could live a couple of minutes longer.

*make out*

Jake barely had time to gasp in surprise when Piers grabbed the front of his shirt, suddenly having his mouth occupied. He quickly pulled himself together, putting his arms around Piers' waist, leaning into him, and even deepening the kiss slightly.

After their flirtation, Piers felt dizzy, and he kissed Jake with unprecedented enthusiasm, they were already running out of oxygen, but it seemed to him that if he let Jake go now, he would disappear forever. And then Nivans' hands grabbed Mueller's ass. As if this was the right place to keep a mercenary by his side.

Jake made an embarrassingly high-pitched noise of surprise into the kiss. Face burning red, he bit Piers' bottom lip in retaliation.

The sound that came out of Jake's mouth appeared as quickly as it was lost in the kiss. Piers was already on edge and he didn't have enough air, it was like a game of suffocation, where after a period of hypoxia, euphoria arose, forcing the brain to work differently. He was looking at Jake, his eyes glistening wetly, as if he was drunk. He was really high, terribly aroused and dreaming that this moment would last forever.

Jake was the first to pull away, thrnjng his head slightly and gasping for breath. He still kept his arms tightly around Piers, as if holding himself up while he got air back into his lungs. Still feeling the hands on his ass, his face was tinted red.

Nivans pulled away from Jake a little, letting go of his ass. In a moment, he even forgot that he was holding onto him like a dog holding onto a piece of meat. After looking into his eyes for a while, Piers smiled and playfully smeared his nose on the mercenary's cheek.

Jake scoffed, pretending to hate it, as he pulled away from the nuzzling, blushing harder. "What are you even doing?!"

"No... nothing..." Piers blushed and turned away, really thinking that he had done something stupid. Too gentle for it to be like their usual relationship, where tenderness was very unusual.

He looked at him from under his brows, still feeling that he had committed a folly by sharing his outburst of tenderness. "Okay, I won't do that anymore."

"No, no, you can-" He sighed, hesitating for a second, before pulling Piers closer into a hug, burying his face in his neck.

Piers's skin crawled. It was like that... suddenly. He felt Jake's warmth and inhaled his scent, which made his soul feel calm. Nivans wanted to stay in those arms forever.

Jake pressed his face in further, holding him slightly tighter. Maybe this was okay. Maybe they could be sweet together once in a while.

Piers finally pulled away from Jake's arms, a blush on his face. "It's unusual." He liked it, and he was just stating a fact.

"Was that too much?" He stared at the blush.

“No… I think… it’s… cute” He smiled awkwardly.

Jake covered his face with his hands. "I'm not cute." He replied stubbornly.

Piers stared at Jake, puzzled, wondering what to say. "You... you're cute." God, he didn't think Muller would make him say that.

"It's... true."It seemed to be the most awkward moment in their conversation that could have been.

"Why are you being so sweet?" He whined, as if complaining. He was used to fighting Piers, getting insulted... not getting complimented.

"I'm sorry, I don't know what came over me... you infected me with it!"

He almost laughed, taking his hands off of his own red face. "You're clearly trying to manipulate me with your niceness or something."

"How can I do this to you?" He made an innocent face, not taking his eyes off Jake. "I'm an angel. I don't even know the meaning of such terrible words. Manipulate…»

"Yeah, you're such an angel." He replied with sarcasm. "Don't worry, everyone, this puppy totally doesn't bite."

He grinned slyly. "Yes, this puppy doesn't bite. Usually." He approached Jake, looking into his eyes. "But if he smells the delicious smell of meat..." His lips lifted higher in a sly smile. "... then he'll want to cling to it tightly." Nivans bit his lower lip, completely oblivious to the nonsense his brain was generating in the mercenary's presence.

Awww, you'd miss me if I died?

Will I miss you? Hmm. Hmmmmm. We will only be able to find out if you die. * Smirks*

I'll think about it, Jake. Then promise me that you will behave yourself.

.............this is bullshit. You know I never behave myself.

I know. And I love you anyway, despite your harmfulness.

You love me?

GOD, DID I SAY THAT? No, it seemed to you, don't pay attention * looks away and blushes*

You absolutely did say that. You loooooove me.

That's not what it means, you don't understand... it's just... God, I'm only burying myself deeper.… * He chuckled, shaking his head*

Jake laughed. "What don't I understand?"

“OH, MY GOD, JAKE, YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND. THAT'S IT, I WON'T ANSWER YOUR QUESTIONS…” Hides his face behind his hand.

"Don't hide your face. You look cute."

Stop staring

STOP! P- please.,,

........fine. But you're very cute.

NO! YOU! oh… not you… you not cute… I MEAN…

You think I'm cute??

Hmm... I think... oh, my phone is ringing, I need to go right away.… * he wanted to avoid answering this question by any means possible*

Who's calling? Your hidden feelings?

He sighed, realizing how quickly Jake had figured him out. "No, they call me from the psychiatric ward and say I'm crazy."

Jake burst out laughing. "Oh?? What, because you're attracted to me? If that's the criteria, Lieutenant, a lot of people are crazy."

"A LOT OF CRAZY PEOPLE? ARE YOU IMPLYING THAT YOU ATTRACT A LOT OF PEOPLE? I mean... God..." Piers hadn't even thought until that moment that he could feel jealous... it was something new.

"Yeah, I attract a lot of people. I'm a catch, you know." Jake could see the jealousy in his eyes.

"Yes, yes, that's exactly what I realized." Anger and... resentment boiled up in him. Jake was doing this intentionally, he was trying to expose Piers.