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"Which one do you think will figure it out first?"

It was clear as day neither wanted to admit their attraction to the other and Al thought it was more than a little amusing to watch. Though, the lack of attention he, himself, was receiving was more than a little problematic-

The sound of footsteps dragged her from sleep, tired eyes glancing towards the sound. Damn, that was her cue to leave. The plan was to be up and out before he got up, not wanting to cause the male anymore problems. After all, he had enough to deal with on his own, he didn't need her to add more to his plate. Unfortunately, that wasn't what fate, or her own body had in store.

Her muscles ached as she got herself upright, but before she could even begin to attempt standing, there he was.

A light sigh escaped her lips as he called out to her. So much for not causing him any trouble, huh? She had watched over him in secret all this time- she shouldn't have come. He probably thought he was hallucinating with the way she just appeared like a ghost from the past. Wearing his clothes probably didn't make the situation any better either.

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Street fights, a few bits of arson here and there, and more than a little auto theft, sure, Al was guilty of all of those, but breaking into a vault? It wasn't exactly his thing. He was still going to do it, but not because he wanted to. He just wanted people to leave him the hell alone. Too many memories were brought up recently and Al was quite frankly fed the fuck up.

Over the years, the blonde had grown more fed up with people. Not that he really cared for them much before, but he fought a lot more people now from a place of anger instead of fun.

When he was younger, things had always been in good fun, but over the years, Al could feel himself getting darker, scarier, and it made him feel like he wasn't really in control. Like the demon possessing him had won. He wasn't himself.

Pulled from his thoughts by a noise, he readied himself for a fight, muscles tensing as he spotted the other.

It was fine, he wouldn't waste a lot of time here, just knock them out and be done with it. At least, that was the plan, but when do things ever go how his way?

Blue eyes met his own dark brown ones causing him to freeze. If this was some kind of joke, he was going to murder someone.

Send "Shut up!" for sender to push reciever against a wall and kiss them to make them shut up.

Color him impressed. Normally Al was fairly good at knowing when someone was going to try to make a move on him, but not this time. Was it a lack of sleep or simply that the blonde had managed to slip passed his guard while he wasn't looking? Either way, it was all in good fun, as it always was, but what was this high? The feeling that his heart was going to jump out of his chest...

This wasn't the first time he'd been pinned to the wall, and it likely wouldn't be the last, or this case, Al hoped it wouldn't. Of course, this time was different than the others as he wasn't the one in control.

His mind and his heart were racing as he pulled the other closer to him, savoring every touch, until finally, much to his dismay, their kiss ended.

He smiled, biting his lip as he felt a slight heat rise in his face. Riel certainly knew how to make an impression, he'd give him that much.

"Wow, that means you're really strong."

She really meant it! Being kind or vulnerable when you could be mean and closed off? It was hard, even for her. She wouldn't have put it the way he had, but she understood what he meant. The only reason her kindness had seemed to come so effortlessly was the fact that she had been battling with it pretty much her entire life.

"Was that suppose' to be a threat?"

Brow arched, a cocky smile came across his features, as if he wasn't the one currently trapped against the wall, the other male with arms on either side of his head.

He'd never seen Alisx so- damn, he really loved him.

Pulling the other closer to him, he gently traced his fingertips along the curve of his back, half lidded eyes daring him to make a move.