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Black Ice Part 1 Chapter 11

Felix woke up the next morning on Zeke’s couch with a hangover. He had vague recollections of Shiva helping him back to the house but then he’d passed out.

Extremely embarrassed, he wrote Zeke a note and then left. He drove home, showered and had a little nap, waking up in the early afternoon.

Feeling better, he was struck with an idea. He got in his truck and drove to the bar.

Zeke’s piece of shit car was still sitting in Lou’s parking lot, collecting dust and rust. He popped the hood and went to town.

Around five o’clock, Lou’s car pulled up, parking next to his truck. Lou squeezed himself out, looking towards Felix with confusion.

“Foley? What the fuck are you doing?”

Felix rolled out from under the car. “Fixing this piece of shit.”

He thought that Lou was going to say something, but the man just nodded in approval and walked off. Felix went to slide back under the car when Lou shouted, “You get grease in my parking lot; you clean it!”

Felix rolled his eyes but he smiled, having expected it.

Thankfully he was nearly done, finishing up with the wiring and then get out from under the car. He cleaned up his tools, wiping his hands on a rag.

He opened the driver’s side door and sat down, finding the keys on the floor by his feet. Shaking his head with laughter at Zeke’s scatter-brained-ness with his stuff, he put the keys in the ignition and turned on the car. He grinned as the car roared to life, but instead of sounding like it normally did (low level army tank), it purred like a cat.

He took it out for a spin and was satisfied to see that it ran fine now. As he drove, he passed a garage with a sign out front advertising discounted paint jobs. Struck with an idea, he pulled in.

=-=-=-=-=

Zeke rolled out of bed around noon the next day. He hadn’t heard from Felix the day before and it worried him. Shiva had only told him that Felix had been upset and they’d talked, but wouldn’t let him know what it was about.

Zeke had a shower and got dressed, heading downstairs to get something to eat.

[You really need to get groceries. That’s pathetic.]

Zeke ignored her, grabbing the last beer he had in the fridge and opening it. He would have to order groceries later. He couldn’t even order take-out because he lived too far away.

He went to sit on his couch but there was a small box in his normal spot with a note stuck to it.

“Shiva?”

[Not me, beautiful.]

Confused, Zeke picked it up, opening the note.

‘Zeke,

Sorry for being a jerk the other night. I’ll spare you the terrible apology and whining that you don’t need to hear and just say that I miss you. I have all the warm, gushy feelings for you that girls write in their diary about and I don’t want to lose you. So please be okay with the fact that despite me being a mutant, I’m still human and prone to human emotions (craziness) and still think that I’m pretty cool (and super-hot).

I was going to buy you chocolates or something but even I’m not that cheesy.

Love, Felix’

Zeke opened the box to see his car keys, now sporting a lightning bolt keychain as well as a bag of cat treats.

“Why is he giving me my car keys?”

[Beats me. The key chain is cute though. Lightning bolt so you think of him allllll the time.]

Zeke got up, walking to the front door. Nexus had jumped up and grabbed the bag of treats and carried them off somewhere, letting out a playful growl.

There in his driveway, was his car. But it didn’t look like his car anymore. It was painted a shiny, dark green and looked practically brand new.

[Holy shit.]

Zeke walked up to the car, noticing that new rims had been put on the car (actually he hadn’t had rims on the car at all before) and that it was beautiful.

[He’s a miracle worker. Nobody could make that piece of shit look like this.]

“He did say that fixing cars was a hobby.”

He noticed that there was a bumper sticker on the back. It read: if you’re going to ride my ass, at least pull my hair. Shiva found it hilarious but he didn’t get it.

There was also a small sticker in the small section of the driver’s side window. It was a rainbow heart with Zelix written on it in Sharpie.

“Zelix?”

[It’s your names combined, duh. Like Spideypool or Bennifer.]

Zeke couldn’t help but smile even though it was kind of cutesy. He pulled out his phone and called Felix.

“Zeke? What’s wrong?” answered Felix. He sounded half-asleep.

“Nothing’s wrong,” said Zeke, sitting down on his front steps. “I just wanted to thank you for the car. It’s beautiful.”

“Oh,” Zeke heard him relax. “I’m sorry. I was having a nightmare.” He coughed and Zeke could hear him moving. “So you like the car?”

Zeke was worried about the fact that he’d been having a nightmare, but if Felix didn’t seem to want to talk about it, he wasn’t going to force him.

“Yeah, I love it.”

“Good,” said Felix.

“Do you want to come over?”

Zeke could practically hear him smiling.

“Yeah, I’ll be over in an hour, Blue Eyes.”

Zeke hung up the phone, smiling.

[You’re in looooooooooooove.]

“Shut up, Shiva.”

[Don’t deny it, lover boy. You’re happier than you ever have been.]

Zeke realized that he couldn’t deny it, but he didn’t want to admit that Shiva was right.

=-=-=-=-=

When Zeke woke up that morning, he knew it was still dark out and his first thought was why he had woken up when it wasn’t late morning like normal. His second thought was: what the hell was that downstairs?

Grumbling he put his boxers on and tip-toed down the stairs. That’s when he saw Felix, standing in entryway, digging through the side closet to look for the broom. A broken vase was scattered across the floor.

Felix was muttering to himself, or most likely Nexus, who was in the closet ‘helping’ him.

“Nexus, shoo, you fucking black ninja. You’re going to wake your father up. At least then you can tell him how you jumped out at me and broke that vase, which was ugly, but don’t tell him that…”

“What are you doing?” asked Zeke.

Felix let out a not-so-manly scream and every light in the house turned on. He turned around to see Zeke on the stairs, looking amused.

“You jerk; I damn near had a heart attack!”

“You’re the one who broke into my house in the middle of the night.” Zeke pointed out.

Felix finally untangled the broom from the closet with a huff. “One, it’s like 5:30; the sun is coming up, in like two hours. Two, don’t flatter yourself, you don’t lock your doors anyway, so I can’t really break in.”

Zeke crossed his arms, looking tired and grumpy. “Why are you in my house at 5:30 then?”

Felix grinned at him, leaving the broom behind as he hurried up to kiss his grumpy face. “That’s not really a rare occurrence either, Zanders.”

Zeke sighed, not in the mood for Felix’s wit. “Why are you here?”

“Because it’s my birthday!”

Zeke didn’t budge. “You don’t celebrate your birthday. You told me that.”

Felix nodded brightly. Zeke assumed he hadn’t been able to sleep and had drunk a few energy drinks before heading over to his place. He sighed, his heart melting a little when he saw how excited the other man was.

“I know, but most people do and that’s why an alarming amount of places offer you free food and shit on your birthday.”

“And you want to go?”

“I have our entire day planned out, darling. All three meals and some stuff in between. I pay for yours and I get my stuff for free.”

“I can pay for my own,” said Zeke, frowning.

“No,” said Felix, kissing him on the lips. “I’m the one making you get up, you get yours for free.”

Zeke let it go. He’d somehow manage to pay for it later. “Alright, now go clean up that mess while I take a shower.”

Felix grinned happily at him. “You’re not mad?”

Zeke shook his head. “No, it’s the blue one that my grandmother’s ashes are in.”

Felix’s eyes widened. “It…it was the blue one…”

Zeke burst out laughing. “I’m kidding.”

Felix growled, grabbing him and kissing him. Zeke moaned, clutching at Felix’s shirt while the other man’s hands drifted down to his ass. They were both very aware of the fact that Zeke was only wearing boxers.

It was Felix that pulled back, giving Zeke a little pinch on the ass.

“Go take a shower,” he said with a slight smile, but his eyes were distant. “I’ll be downstairs.”

Zeke couldn’t help but feel a little guilty as he went back upstairs. The awkward boner didn’t help.

He sighed, turning the water to boiling and climbing into the shower. He couldn’t deny how badly he wanted Felix and he was pretty sure the other man felt the same way. Sure they made out all the time and they delved into hand-jobs, blow-jobs and dry-humping, but even Zeke knew that he wanted more.

But then it all came back into focus of why they hadn’t gotten that far yet. Zeke was dangerous and he didn’t trust himself. As much as he’d grown to trust and to possibly love Felix, he knew that the nerves involved with losing his virginity and literally giving himself over to Felix could possibly be too much.

“What if I got so freaked out that the ice attacked Felix like it did the guy in the bar?”

[That was different, Zeke. You love Felix.]

Zeke had barely admitted that to himself yet, but Shiva knew all his thoughts of course.

“Well it’s kind of going to hurt when we have sex for the first time,” he sighed. “What if that sets the ice off?”

Shiva hummed to herself, thinking about it. [Felix is incredibly patient. I mean, he’s stuck around this long. Even if it took him six hours of foreplay, I’m sure he’d be patient with you.]

“Six hours?!”

[If anybody could do it, I bet Felix could.]

Zeke pushed this thought out of his mind. He didn’t need to get himself more riled up. He was pretty sure he would die if he tried to have a cold shower.

Shiva smirked in his head. [I’ll go in my room then; let you take care of business.]

She walked away, into her ‘room’. Zeke laid his head against the cool tile of the shower wall.

“Kill me now.”

=-=-=-=-=

Felix was splayed out on the couch with Nexus on his chest when Zeke finally emerged downstairs. He paused for half a second to contemplate how cute he was before he walked into the room.

Felix grinned when he saw him, setting Nexus on the ground. He held out a hand, Zeke thinking it was to help him up, but when he took it, Felix pulled him down on top of him.

Before he could express much surprise or irritancy, Felix kissed him.

But what Felix hadn’t anticipated was when Zeke kissed him back quite enthusiastically. He was even more surprised when Zeke tangled his fingers in his hair, pulling his head back and then attacking his neck. When he reached his collar bone, he bit down, nipping and biting until he left a mark.

Zeke thankfully needed a breather soon and nuzzled his nose against Felix’s face, curling up on him.

“Well that was a nice birthday present,” grinned Felix.

“You’ll get more later,” replied Zeke, being surprisingly bold. He blushed, getting up off of Felix.

The taller man kissed him. “We could always scrap all my plans and stay here…naked…”

Zeke blushed so bad that he looked like he was going to spontaneously combust. It took him a minute to settle his mind down. Finally he crossed his arms and said, “No way. You’d get bored after half an hour and then whine until we left. I know you. Or you’d bounce off the walls until I kicked you out.”

“Out of the house or out of your bed?” smirked Felix.

Zeke scowled in response, but his face was red all the way to his ears. “Get ready to go before I kill you.”

Felix pushed Zeke off of him and got up. He checked his pockets to make sure his keys, wallet and phone were still in there. “Okay, I’m good!”

Zeke shook his head and followed him out, both of them slipping their shoes on before heading out. He noticed that Felix was wearing a new dark green hoodie. It just had a random brand on it, but the colour suited his eyes, hair and skin tone, plus it was Zeke’s favourite colour. He noted the way it fit him snugly, but complimented him. He was also way too aware of how nice his ass looked in those jeans.

He shook his head and climbed into the truck. He really needed to work out his sex life before he became completely incapacitated by day-dreaming about how good-looking Felix was. He barely thought of anything else as it was.

They drove into the city, chatting easily about nothing too important. Finally they pulled into I-HOP and parked. Felix couldn’t hide his grin as he skipped over to take Zeke’s hand and pull him into the restaurant.

Felix ordered a ton of food, a coffee and some juice while Zeke ordered something simple. The waitress smiled at them both, being a little too friendly as she took their orders before walking away.

Zeke scowled as she left. He turned to Felix. “She’s into you.”

Felix looked up from his phone. “So?”

“So?” repeated Zeke. “Aren’t you going to tell her that you’re with me?”

Felix smiled brightly back at him. “Are you jealous?”

Zeke frowned and crossed his arms. “You’re with me; waitresses shouldn’t be flirting with you.”

Felix couldn’t believe how cute he was when he was jealous. “Darling, I didn’t even notice that she was. And if so, who cares? The worst she’ll do is make comments and probably slip me her number. She’s not the first and probably won’t be the last. But here I am, with you,” he said, reaching across the table to take Zeke’s cold hand in his. “Because you’re the person I want to be getting free food with on my birthday.”

Zeke blushed. He didn’t know how Felix could make something so simple sound so intense and resolute. He didn’t know what to say, but Felix didn’t seem to mind.

The taller man grinned at him. “You’re kind of beautiful you know…”

Zeke scowled at him, turning even redder. He flicked a sugar packet at him. “Jerk.”

Felix just smiled to himself and poured more sugar into his coffee. Even grumpy Zeke made him happier than he’d ever been in his life.

=-=-=-=-=

Felix took Zeke out to Starbucks, several clothing stores and then to a pizza place for lunch. He even got them a veggie pizza because that’s what Zeke liked.

They went out to the movies that afternoon before going to get ice cream and go for a walk on the waterfront.

Zeke reached over to take Felix’s hand. The other man didn’t look over but his grin showed how pleased he was.

“How’s your ice cream?”

“Good,” replied Zeke, who’d gotten peanut butter-flavoured.

Felix leaned over and took a lick. Zeke almost dropped his cone in his effort to get it away from him.

“Hey!”

“What?” grinned Felix. “You can lick mine if you want.”

Shiva laughed manically in his head.

“Shut up,” muttered Zeke, to both of them.

“You didn’t seem to complain the other night…” whispered Felix, winking at him.

Zeke groaned. “I’m going to end up in cardiac arrest if I get any redder today.”

Felix pulled him into his arms as though to comfort him but then said, “Really, sweetheart, considering you swallowed my cum the other night, you shouldn’t be upset about my mouth on your ice cream.”

He tried incredibly hard not to laugh when he pulled back and saw the look on Zeke’s face. He had to admit that it was worth it, even when Zeke shoved his ice cream in Felix’s eye.

They got cleaned up and walked for a while longer, talking about work and the summer and Felix’s travels. Zeke was finally getting bold enough to ask Felix certain things about his past, but strayed far from the topic of his parents’ deaths. Instead he asked Felix about what it had been like living with his dad and their time together.

Felix told him, dancing over the subject of his mother’s death, about how the two things he’d lacked in his early childhood was a loving home and the ability to defend himself. It was the two things that his father had made sure he didn’t live without after that. He’d been enrolled in cadets from the ages of twelve to eighteen and his father had taught him everything he knew. He’d been naturally tall and lanky, but was now incredibly strong and quick. He’d excelled at everything physical he’d been taught.

“You never wanted to go back to school after you left?”

Felix stiffened a little but shrugged. “Too much time had passed for me to go back to school in Vancouver, but when I moved back here in May, I applied for the army but was denied. I failed the psyche evaluation, most likely because I didn’t have anything to live for and they sensed that. I would have been a hazard.”

“So why Vancouver?” asked Zeke, trying to direct the conversation away from sad topics.

Felix smiled a little, thinking of the city he missed. “Dad always took me there in the summer. I had friends there. But Toronto will always be home.”

“Do you still talk to them? Your friends?”

Felix shook his head. “I tried, but things are just so weird with me. I was pretty unstable for a while. And they’ve all moved on. They have careers and partners and whatnot now. And I’m just bartending.”

Zeke nudged him subtly. “You’ve got me.”

“That I do, Blue Eyes.”

Zeke was quiet for a few minutes, thinking. “Have you ever met any other mutants?”

Felix nodded. “Yeah, we have secret meetings every other Tuesdays. Remember, it’s pot luck.”

Zeke elbowed him. “Seriously.”

Felix shrugged. “I’ve met a few. Despite all of Charles Xavier’s work in the U.S. with mutants, we are still feared and ridiculed. It’s been more chance encounters and whatnot. I met a lot in the States when I traveled. While having groups like the Avengers and the X-men and so on help, we’re still years away from actually being able to be out. Coming out of the closet once was bad enough…”

“Did your dad know that you were gay?”

Felix nodded. “I told him right before I graduated from high school. I think that was the most scared I’ve ever been in my whole life and he was like ‘yeah, son, I kind of already knew’. And that was that.”

Zeke shook his head. If only all parents were like that. But he didn’t want to dwell on that so he pushed it out of his mind.

“Did he know that you were a mutant?”

“No,” said Felix. “I mean, I think he suspected something like that but it was never discussed. But thinking back, I would have liked to have known whether there was anyone else in our family.”

“What do you mean?”

Felix looked at him with raised eyebrows. “You’ve read Harry Potter right?”

Zeke nodded, not sure what that had to do with anything.

“Well think about it like their blood-statuses. Purebloods would be those who have several generations of mutants, half-bloods would be that they mixed somewhere in the line, or maybe that they have a parent of each, and muggleborns would be those of us that are mutant, but have no knowledge of any past genetic history. Though muggleborns had a wizard or witch in their line somewhere, distantly, but perhaps they had squib children or something. Maybe I’m like that.”

=-=-=-=-=

They went to another restaurant that night for dinner. Zeke was incredibly surprised that he’d been completely okay with being out all day, but he knew it was because he’d been with Felix and that he’d been incredibly attune to his needs and moods.

Zeke ordered a beer and Felix paused, but decided not to where he had to drive them home that night. Then they ordered their food and sipped at their drinks while they waited.

They sat in a small corner booth, so Felix just took his drink and slid around until he could sit next to Zeke. He wrapped an arm around the shorter man and kissed his head.

“So how was your day?”

“It was your birthday, you tell me.”

Felix reached over and pinched Zeke’s cheek. “You’re so fucking cute!”

“I think you’ve lost it.”

Felix shook his head, his face getting more serious as he looked at the other man, staring deep into his blue eyes.

“No, I’m just incredibly happy.”

“Sure,” said Zeke, breaking their eye contact and blushing.

“No, really,” said Felix, his hand moving to turn Zeke’s chin back towards him. “There is not a single person in this world, alive or dead, that I’d rather be sitting here with. It’s kind of a big deal, Zanders. You melted my cold heart.”

Fireworks seemed to be going off in Zeke’s brain. Even Shiva was quiet as he looked back into Felix’s dark eyes.

“I would try to make a witty remark about ice and melting, but that’s kind of your thing…” said Zeke, trailing off. He could barely breathe right now. It was so much to handle; snuggled up under Felix’s arm, a few inches from his face, their legs pressed together, Felix’s hand on his face.

Felix didn’t even crack a smile. His eyes were nearly black, his pupils dilated, as he stared into Zeke’s. Zeke felt his heart thumping erratically against his chest, but whatever gods existed seemed to be letting him have this moment because the ice wasn’t acting up.

“Zeke…I…lo--”

Whatever Felix was going to say was drowned out by the waitress coming back and placing their food in front of them. She seemed oblivious to the fact that they’d been having a moment.

Felix blinked and the moment was dead. He pulled himself away from Zeke, who immediately felt the loss of warmth.

They continued their dinner and while it wasn’t awkward, it certainly had an undertone of an opportunity missed to it.

=-=-=-=-=

It was late when they got back to Zeke’s, nearly ten o’clock. They had been gone all day.

They greeted Nexus, Zeke going over to grab some food for the cat before he went to sit on the couch.

“Do you want me to stay tonight?” asked Felix, pausing awkwardly, not having sat down yet.

Zeke’s eyes widened. “Of course! I’d understand if you sleep better at home though…” they hadn’t really ever discussed Felix crashing on his couch all the time. It was mostly because Zeke felt guilty that he didn’t share his bed, yet glad that Felix respected his boundaries. He liked having the other man near though.

Felix relaxed and sat down on the couch next to him. “Naw, I sleep like hell every time I try to sleep at home.”

“Nightmares again?” It was Shiva who asked the question and Zeke could have killed her.

Felix looked surprised but nodded.

Zeke looked like he was going to ask about them, so Felix kissed him instead.

“Didn’t you have the rest of my birthday present to give to me?”

Zeke scowled at him. “You don’t even celebrate your birthday!”

“You could help me celebrate…”

Zeke was going to argue, but Felix had pushed him back onto the couch and crawled on top of him. He kissed his neck, moving the collar of Zeke’s shirt out of the way.

Zeke shifted so that his legs were on either side of Felix, who sat up a little so he could unzip Zeke’s sweater. He pushed it off of his shoulders and Zeke shrugged it off. Felix pushed up his t-shirt, kissing up his muscular chest. He reached his nipples, slowly tracing his tongue ring around each one before moving on. Soon he had Zeke’s t-shirt off as well and had tossed it across the room.

Zeke pushed Felix’s shirt and hoodie up as well and Felix took the hint, pulling them off before attacking Zeke’s lips once more.

Zeke involuntarily bucked his hips when Felix grinded up against him. “Oh god I want him so badly.”

“What do you want, Zanders?” Felix whispered huskily.

Zeke moaned when Felix bit just below his ear. He pulled the other man’s hair, eliciting a moan from him.

“Fee…oh god, Fee…”

He bucked his hips, this time to show Felix what he wanted.

Felix kissed down his jaw before ravishing his lips again. His hand drifted down, finally touching the bulge in Zeke’s jeans.

“Tell me when I get too far,” he murmured, nipping Zeke’s lip before moving farther south.

He unzipped his jeans and kissed his dick through his boxers. Zeke moaned, bucking his hips. Felix slowly pulled down his boxers and Zeke lifted his hips so Felix could pull the jeans and boxers right off.

Felix licked the tip of Zeke’s dick, making sure to run the metal of his tongue ring over it. Then he took his length in his mouth and Zeke closed his eyes, trying very hard not to lose his mind.

Felix pushed him down so he didn’t ruin his throat in his enthusiasm, but he worked him good, leaving him begging for more.

After not much time, Zeke came, hard and fast. Felix swallowed it all, before sitting back and wiping his mouth.

Zeke groaned, lying back with his eyes closed. A light sheen of sweat shone over his chest and forehead.

Felix grinned, moving up to kiss his lips. “Take a minute, beautiful. I’m gonna get a drink.”

Zeke said nothing. He was Jell-O on the couch.

Felix slipped his jeans off, which were far too constricting, strutting into the kitchen in his boxer-briefs. He grabbed a bottle of water and returned to the living room. He sat down near Zeke’s feet and grinned at him.

“Did I blow your mind?”

Zeke snorted. “Don’t toot your own horn. It’s not sexy.”

Felix leaned over him, giving him a light kiss that left him breathless. “Sorry I’m so unattractive to you…”

Zeke opened his eyes, taking in the sight that was Felix in all his naked glory, hovering above him. He hadn’t even noticed when he’d slipped off his boxer-briefs.

Then Zeke did the most surprising thing: he grabbed Felix and flipped them over with strength he didn’t know he had.

They were both surprised for a second before Zeke attacked Felix with his mouth. He touched Felix wherever he could and they were both hard again soon.

Felix reached up and grabbed Zeke’s ass, pulling him closer. They both moaned when their pelvises rubbed, the friction against their dicks amazing.

Felix reached down to the floor, finding his jeans. He reached into the pocket and found a small package. He broke apart from Zeke. “Hang on a sec, babe.”

Zeke was in a daze when he pulled back, but his eyes widened when he saw the package in Felix’s hand.

“Don’t worry, it’s not a condom; it’s just lube. I’m not stealing your virtue tonight.”

Zeke relaxed a little, but his dick throbbed at the thought of Felix changing his mind, of him just throwing him over the arm of the couch and pounding him into oblivion. He thought about all his fantasies that involved both of them, crowded into the hot and steamy shower, soaping each other up. He blushed, thinking of how much he’d like that, but he was too shy to voice it aloud.

[Oh Zeke, you dirty boy.]

“Shut up and go back into your room.”

He snapped back into reality when Felix reached over and slathered up his extremely hard dick. Having been lost in thought, it took all his will power not to just cum right there.

Once they were both lubed up, Felix once again grabbed Zeke’s ass and pulled them together. The sensation was amazing. They rutted against each other like horny teenagers, all needy kisses and dry-humping.

Then Felix reached down and stroked them both together; neither one of them last long after that. Both of them came, panting hard, Zeke resting his forehead on Felix’s. His eyes were closed, his mouth whispering Felix’s name, before he collapsed on top of him.

When he’d regained his sense of reality, Felix grabbed something to clean them up with before he grabbed the blanket. He pulled it over them, kissing Zeke, who had curled up against him.

Zeke looked at him sleepily. “Did you have a good birthday?”

Felix smiled at him, kissing him gently. “If this is how great it is when I’m with you, I want to celebrate it every year.”

=-=-=-=-=

Zeke collapsed into his favourite chair. Every fiber of his being was ready to just relax and drink some beer, and maybe watch a few of his favourite re-runs.

It had been a stressful day so far. Felix had been gone all day, probably back at his place sleeping in preparation for his shift that night, so Zeke had spent his time wandering around trying to find something to do.

Eventually he decided to mow the lawn, which had been in some serious need of some maintenance. The grass had grown so long though, that he ended up jamming the damn machine, and then to his dismay, he froze the machine into ice in his anger.

He wasn’t going to cut the fucking shit with a pair of scissors, so he gave up and went to work on fixing the leak that had recently turned up in the ceiling. That went much better until he smashed his thumb with the hammer and ended up freezing a good portion of the wood.

“I fucking hate this! Why can’t I do anything without fucking up?!”

[Calm down and go eat a sandwich.]

And so he did.

Until Nexus jumped out of nowhere and scared him, making him freeze his just finished sandwich into an icicle.

In a huff, he had stomped upstairs to his room and slammed the door behind him. Throwing himself on the bed, he wrapped himself in his clean Spiderman Blankets and yelled into them, giving the pillows a few good punches for good measure.

[Well at least you didn’t freeze your bed…]

“Shut up.” He said into the pillow.

[Call Felix if it’s that bad.]

“No,” Zeke said, shaking his head as he curled up under the blankets. “I don’t need to bother him with something like this, Shiv; he can’t always be there for me.”

[He can if you let him.]

He ignored her and finally managed to fall asleep. He woke up a few hours later and made his way to the living room after that.

He flicked through a few channels, trying to find anything to watch. He ended up on a channel with some documentary about fixing cars.

“I wish someone could fix me.”

[Well you could use a few screws.]

“Jesus Shiva,” Zeke said as his face turned red. “Why are you such a perv?”

[Really? Do you have to ask?]

Zeke rolled his eyes and flipped the channel again. This time it changed to a news station doing an interview with Tony Stark.

“Stark has been on the news a lot lately.”

[He likes the spotlight.]

Zeke found himself paying more attention to the interview than he would have liked. Stark just had that type of personality, when he was in the room, you paid attention.

The newsman was leaning toward Tony, looking really interested. “So Mr. Stark, what have you been up to lately? Fight any aliens today?” The guy laughed at his own joke.

Stark didn’t seemed amused, but he smirked anyway. “Yeah, actually on my way here I took out a few Skrulls. And then I rescued a cat from a tree.”

The news man didn’t seem too put off. “Saving cats seems like a hard job. But I’m more interested in what you’re doing in your workshop. Do you have any new Marks you haven’t shown us? And I heard you made Captain America the main leader of the Avengers now. Are you getting too old to go out into the field?”

Okay, so maybe he was pissed. Zeke wished he had some popcorn; this was probably going to get good.

Stark handled it like a champ though, his smirk never faltered. “I figured I’d let Cap take over because he doesn’t mind dealing with idiots. He can get in front of a camera and pretend to make nice, where I just don’t give a fuck.”

It was a live feed so they couldn’t bleep out his curse. Zeke laughed when the news guy appeared to look startled.

“Look, you asked me on this show because you wanted to know how things were going with the arc reactor technology. I’m proud to say that within the next five years, everyone will be using a stable and completely non harmful source of energy. That’s my job, I fix things to make the world better, because I’m a genius and I’m also amazing.”

He pulled a bag of candies out of his pocket and started munching on a few. “So not only have I declared world peace, I also saved the world, formed the Avengers and solved the dreaded energy problem. You’re welcome.” He held out the bag to the newsman. “Gummy bear?”

The news man refused politely and the segment ended.

Shiva started laughing in his head.

[I love that man.]

“He’s kind of a dick, but I’ll admit he’s pretty cool.” Zeke turned the channel again, finally finding some re-run that managed to keep his attention for a short while.

But his mind continued to race.

Stark’s comment about fixing things had made him think. He was a genius after all. Just maybe…

[Don’t even think about it, Zeke. You’re fine as you are; you’ve got a good hold on it now. Every day that you spend with Felix is helping you come closer and closer to complete control; you just need to hang on a bit longer.]

“But… Stark has tools, he might even be able to remove whatever is inside of me. Then I wouldn’t have to worry about killing anyone, or even freezing my goddamn sandwich.” The thought was almost enough to make him smile. He wouldn’t have to worry about anything ever again. He could be normal. He could finally and truly be with Felix.

He wouldn’t hide himself from him anymore.

[Zeke, you aren’t seriously thinking of going are you?]

“I don’t know,” he said putting his face in his hands. “I just want to get better, Shiva; I would do anything.”

He thought hard about it. Images of a normal life flashed through his mind, making his head spin. He would sell his house and use the money to get a new car, maybe put a down payment on a better house closer to the city. He would make sure to get a bigger bed and he would let Felix sleep there any time he wanted to.

Maybe he could even go back to school and follow his dream again.

His hands almost started shaking at the thought.

“Tony Stark. He could fix everything.”

[Zeke…]

Zeke’s phone lit up and he picked it up off the side table.

It was Felix telling him he was up.

He quickly replied and put the phone back down. The guilt started to fill him as his mind decided its course of action.

He was going to New York.

He would get better.

But he would have to leave Felix.

He clenched his hand into a fist and watched the ice crawled over his skin.

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