Kavo tiptoed out of Hawk’s bedroom. He had drunk far too much, and it was coming back to haunt him in the form of a very pressing bladder room shortage. It was hard to extract himself from Hawk’s arms, knowing that it would wake Hawk and he wouldn’t get back to sleep, but he simply hadn’t been able to wait longer.
On his way to the bathroom, he heard hushed voices. He considered making himself known, but hearing who it was, he paused. He could hear Aizel and Torian speaking, and considering how forcibly quiet their voices were, Kavo wasn’t sure that this was something he should leave alone; he was a little afraid of discovering a thousand crickets in his bed the following morning.
Kavo peered out from behind some cargo boxes (stolen, of course) to see what seemed to be the two arguing over something covertly.
“Aizel, you know we can’t—”
“Of course I know we’re not supposed to, but—”
“There are no buts! Aizel, I am not gonna risk this because of your… well, because of your ridiculous, romantic notions of familial bonds!”
“Torian, I’m sick of sneaking around like this. Mum needs to know; she’s going to find out, and then we’re going to be even worse off, and I don’t want to lose you…”
Kavo watched as Torian’s hands wound themselves into Aizel’s hair. “I know. Just a little while longer, and then I promise you I’ll take you away, and no one can stop me.”
Aizel seemed to close his eyes as he leaned his forehead against Torian’s chest. “You promise?”
“Of course I do.”
As the two shared a kiss, Kavo decided it was definitely his time to stop intruding on this apparently intimate moment. He would share the details with Hawk when he returned to bed, but he would keep silent to Gwendolyn. If the two wanted to have an illicit affair, he wouldn’t be the one to ruin it. After all, who knew how long it had been going on?
Besides, Aizel would be eighteen soon, and he could make his own choices. Torian wasn’t old enough for Kavo to oppose it altogether; the age difference between he and Hawk was almost as big, and their relationship had flourished. It would be hard to condemn the relationship between Aizel and Torian for that gap when he had Hawk waiting in bed for him.
Casting one last look to Aizel and Torian, who were now parting reluctantly, Kavo quickly moved to the bathrooms. After finishing his business, he traipsed back to his room. Aizel and Torian had disappeared by now, so he slipped in to his room. Hawk was awake and lying expectantly in bed.
“Sorry,” Kavo said, “I hadn’t wanted to wake you up, but…”
“It’s fine,” Hawk murmured sleepily. “Come back to bed.”
Kavo smiled at the rare use of a contraction; when Hawk was tired, he was adorable. “Of course, Chay.”
He rolled his eyes but smiled. “You know I hate it when you call me that.”
“I love you,” he said by way of apology, climbing into the bed. “Guess what I found out.”
“On your recent nighttime adventure?” Kavo nodded. “I have not the faintest idea.”
“Aizel and Torian are seeing each other.”
“Mm.” Hawk closed his eyes. “I am aware. They look at each other the way you used to look at me.”
“Did I pine?”
Hawk nodded. “You were the worst. Longing stares, inattentiveness… I think at one point Gwendolyn wanted to put us in a locked room together until we figured things out.”
Kavo kissed him gently. “But you’re happier now.”
“I am, or should I say, I was, until you woke me,” Hawk teased.
“I’m sorry, babe.”
“I know you did not do it purposefully,” Hawk said. “I will fall asleep again soon.”
“You sure?”
“What would change if I said no?”
“Not much,” Kavo admitted. “C’mere. I want to hold you.”
“Sap,” Hawk muttered. Even so, he shifted closer and seemed content to have Kavo’s arms wrapped around him. It was hard for Kavo to be unhappy, as well; he couldn’t help but smile softly whenever he held that beautiful, intelligent, compassionate, very naked man in his arms. Lulled to sleep by Kavo’s embrace, Hawk managed to mumble a declaration of love before he fell back to sleep.
Kavo kissed his messy but no less silky hair before burying his face in Hawk’s shoulder. No matter how much they had argued or hated each other in the past, that was behind them now, and Kavo knew that nothing could ever be better than holding his lover every night as if for the first time.
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