Random Book of Jaric Fluff & Stuff

Scene #18

Since I'd like to keep my writing innocence until absolutely necessary, the detail of the writing with filter out as the scene progresses. Thanks for acknowledging and understanding that I am a CHILD. 😅

But this is a fight/hate stuff chapter. *cough cough*

Also, this was a promise to blackccrayons

"I hate you!" Japeth yelled angrily, as moonlight filtered in his window and a light breeze blew through the room.

Fists clenched, Aric stood opposed from him. "Good for you, mama's boy," the sadist sneered. "If I bothered to waste emotion on you, I'd hate you, too."

"I helped you and this is the fucking thanks I get?" Japeth spat. "Maybe Brunhilde was right! Maybe I should've stayed away from you!"

"A little too fucking late for that, lesser half," Aric leered, mouth twisted wide in a carnal taunt.

"I'm sorry you can't understand me, and I'm glad you never will. But have you ever thought about why I may take interest in you?"

Aric arched an eyebrow. "So you don't look like the worthless piece of shit you are?"

Japeth snorted. "You'd like me to agree to that, wouldn't you? Unfortunately, I show interest because you intrigue me. Nobody else is as unique as you, and I feel a similarity between us."

"Ah, so this is a bid for attention so you can one-up your brother."

"Says the one literally raised in a cave. I've had to deal with everything life throws at me: Rhian, family, Arbed, depression, suicide, and now your selfish ass! I can't take much more of this before I fucking snap, and you'll be right in the center of it! I hate myself for possibly caring about you since I'm unused to feeling and you'll never reciprocate. So shake that crap out of your head and realize it!" Japeth vented.

"Damn right I won't," Aric scorned. "Your mother should have killed you when she had the chance-I wouldn't be dealing with you now if she had."

"Oh, go kill yourself," the copper-haired twin sneered.

Aric glared back. "Go fuck yourself, butterfly boy."

"Do it yourself, you coward." The words were out of Japeth's mouth before he could think.

It took a split second as they eyes clashed, icy blue to burning violet, hissing, smoking, creating a catalyst that burnt itself out. The second it did, Aric was on Japeth, shouldering him back into the wall and grinning that same sly, animalistic grin that Japeth fell for.

"Oh, I'm going to make you wish you didn't say that."

"Good luck, orphan," Japeth's mouth curled up in a vindictive smirk.

"Save your breath, snake," the violet-eyed boy returned before closing the distance between them with emboldened roughness. A gasp escaped Japeth's mouth as Aric crashed his mouth to the snake's, viciously and hungrily, as if a long-awaited desire was finally fulfilled, Japeth's back colliding with the wall.

Aric trailed a hand cup the nape of Japeth's neck, pulling the boy's copper locks through his fingers and he parted the Snake's mouth with his tongue. Japeth sighed into Aric's mouth, pushing back against the wall as Aric further pushed closer to him.

Gold luster dripped down Japeth's thoughts, poisonous and alluring as the violet-eyed monster in front of him, one who had vowed to never show weakness showing weakness to only him. It spurned a well of power and pride within Japeth, that this beast was willing to give in to himself for him.