This Is So Not Gonna End Well

@that-queen-valkyrie or anyone

“Yep, that’s broken alright. How’d you manage that?”

“Just a bit of a fall...I’ll be fine.”

“Drink ?  Oh !  I had 5 slurpees and I think the sugar went to my brain again”  GIR said.  “I want another one but I got jerky instead”  

“Oohh, gotcha.  Yeah, smart choice dude.  Sugar seems to hype you up pretty good.”

“I don’ttttt nkow.  I never had them until now.”  They said.  “I am !”  The unit held it up to his nose.  “Smelllll the original”  

“You do seem to be slurring your words a bit.  Had anything to drink?  Or anything “extra special” about the jerky?”

Something of a smug expression settled onto his face, looking at Isaac. He’d spent a lot of time thinking about kissing him back in high school, when they’d first both been turned. Back when things weren’t so complicated. “Yes. I like you.” Saying it so openly was rare for Boyd, but he didn’t want to risk any misunderstanding. Now that he knew what it was like to kiss Isaac, he wanted to do it again. “Is that a problem? Because I’d like to kiss you again.”

Isaac was unprepared for that smug smile that lifted the other’s lips, the werewolf feeling smitten already and it was just a look.  He’d definitely been attracted to Boyd, but with how unsure he was whether Boyd even liked him and how psychotic their lives were he’d of course never said anything. “Problem? No! No, I wasn’t ever sure that’s all.  Couldn’t ever read you, and always thought you were more into Erica and...Now I’m rambling.  You’re just..now you’re looking at me like that and it’s a little hard for me to focus cause..just wow.  But...wait, you wanna...” Isaac blushed, not liking that he’d just rambled like an idiot and decided to make up for it, pulling Boyd closer and kissing him deeply.

“Don’t use logic on me. I’m a mom, it’s my job to worry about you kids no matter how grown up you are.” Melissa understood why he’d needed to leave, though she’d missed him. Beacon Hills was a hard place to live sometimes. “So, what’s going on with you now? Got a job? Seeing anyone?”

“Don’t worry about Me too much.  I’ve lived this long, I’ll be fine.”  Isaac smiled softly before shrugging.  “I do have a job,  mostly been working.  And...no, not really.  Everyone I am romantically attached to or attracted to seems to end up dead, so, I’m taking a break for at least a decade.”

@that-irene-adler, @that-harryhook, @that-jackfrost or any of your muses

GIR sat on the floor, nibbling on some jerky.  “Jerky’s good now”  He said to himself as he tried to rip it.  “Want some ?  It’s called original”  

“Was Jerky ever not good?  And I’ll definitely take some if you’re offering.”

It was a relief that Isaac actually kissed him back. Boyd didn’t think about anything except the fact Isaac was kissing him, this was actually happening. Hands skimming down Isaac’s sides, he broke the kiss only when he needed to breathe, but didn’t move away. Was it his own heartbeat he was hearing pounding, or Isaac’s? “Obviously that’s the best way to shut you up when you’re saying stupid things.” If the kiss hadn’t made his feelings clear, that counted as assurance that he was glad that he’d finally come out of self imposed isolation.

“You can call me Melissa, you know. You’re family.” She smiled softly at him, knowing it was a heavy word, but it was true. He was her family now. “A couple months. Everyone keeps telling me they’ve been here longer. Not too sure how I feel about that, knowing my kids grew up without me.”

“They have been kind of challenging. I lost control quite a bit when I first got here. It was like I forgot how to control it or how to find an anchor.”

“Yeah, it was similar for me.  It feels...off.  Different somehow.  But my anchor held at least, so I didn’t go rabid or anything.”

Jack chuckled. “I have to admit, it’s growing on me. I kind of like it here. It’s just the right amount of darkness I need.”

“Is there....a wrong amount of darkness?  I’m not sure I go looking for darkness myself, but to each their own.”

“I will check that out. Anyone who is associated with death warms my black heart.” He admitted with a soft chuckle. “You aren’t wrong there. I’ve met so many interesting people.”

“Glad I could give you some intriguing information.”  Isaac chuckled before nodding. “This place can at least offer that.  That it’s different.”

Hugging him back, Melissa was glad that another of her kids was here. This way she could look out for them. “It’s good to see you too, sweetie. I missed you.” She leaned back to look up at the tall boy, worry in her eyes. “You better be looking after yourself.”

“Now that is something,” Jack admitted before looking over at the other and frowned. “I could get that, but I have to admit it is odd to hear that someone named Death is actually nice.”

“Pretty sure she works at the mortuary, if you were interested in meeting her.  But..there’s a lot of crazy people around.  Might be surprised what you run into.”

Jack raised an eyebrow at him. “You mean there’s someone who can tell you if you are going to die or not here?” He asked curiously. “I’ve never heard that before, but I’m kind of nervous to talk to her. Which is odd, I’ve never had the feeling of fear. I always throw fear at people.”

“Potentially?  If her claims are true at least, that she’s the embodiment of death.  I feel like Death would know if you could die.”  Isaac shrugged, not sure really but assuming.  “She was....odd.  Nervous is probably smart, but she was nice.”

Boyd was relieved Isaac hadn’t been there. The thought of him seeing what went down, or worse, it being the other way around, made him a little sick. “No.” He wasn’t sure what to say, how to explain himself, especially when Isaac started asking why he had hidden. The guilt became even worse, sitting heavily in his heart. He never had the right words, and he wanted to fix this. He wanted Isaac to know that it wasn’t the blonde’s fault for Boyd’s fears. But he only had one way of showing that. For the second time, Boyd initiated a touch, pulling Isaac against him and kissing him. Surely that would explain how he felt about him - how he’d always felt. So close to the same height, kissing Isaac felt better than he’d ever imagined, and he’d definitely imagined.

When Isaac stepped forward, Boyd half expected him to punch him for hiding for years. It was only fair, after all, so he braced himself for it. But instead, for the second time, Boyd was surprised by a hug. Before his brain could catch up and tell him to hug Isaac back, the other werewolf was already letting go, disappointing Boyd. “It’s okay. I missed you too.” He had never been a man of many words, but now he wished he had more to say. Isaac deserved it. Since he couldn’t think of anything that would make up for it, he pulled Isaac into a hug of his own making. He didn’t think there was anyone else he’d actually do that with. Maybe Erica, if she’d lived, but that was it. “I’m sorry.” 

“Oh its marvelous, and I can’t really die, I’m immortal, in a sense. I died and became the Pumpkin King, now nothing can kill me.” Jack explained to him. “Although if I am human now, I should be careful, I suppose.”

“The Pumpkin King?  Quite the title.  But, you likely should be cautious, just in case.  Or talk to the Death chick.  Claimed to be death made human, so maybe she could tell you if you can die?  But I’ll keep an eye out for your ingredients.”