Snake (mxm) (Rever series 3)

Snake 17

He had not been anticipating so many people. They'd woken up pretty early to try and beat the rush, but if this wasn't the rush, he really didn't want to stay long enough to see it. In fact, if Fen wasn't holding his hand, he probably would have turned right around and gotten back into the guy's fancy car.

Wait. His butler drove us here, so the car's not even there anymore.

He could walk back. That was his specialty, even if it was twelve miles.

"It'll be fine. You're going to have a blast, I promise," Fen said right as Pyre heard a familiar fumble of footsteps running their way.

He turned just in time to catch Fox as the guy launched himself into his arms. If Fen hadn't moved behind him to catch them both, they probably would have ended up in a pile on the ground.

"Well hello to you, too," Pyre said with an honest smile as Fox leaned away just enough to beam the light of the sun at him with his gigantic smile.

He knew that the guy wanted to say a ton of stuff, especially since he hadn't recently responded to his texts or calls before moving in with Fen, but he also knew that that was a very thin line to walk.

For a kid who has lived a good chunk of his life in the wild, you know how to handle situations much better than most.

He felt Fen's curiosity pique in the back of his mind at that thought but the guy remained quiet.

"This is my little wild child," Pyre said out loud as he grabbed Fox around the shoulders and did his best to mess up his already-unruly hair.

The guy squirmed and growled a little, but he was also laughing and clearly having a good time playing around. Pyre continued messing with him until bodyguard number two came walking up calmly, likely having dropped Fox off once he'd seen his friend, then gone to park the car.

Thank god number one didn't come today, too.

He hadn't been over to their place too often, but the times he'd gone, he very quickly learned which guy was safest to joke around with. He considered Owen to be the less aggressive of the two, so he got the number two guard position. Not that he wouldn't go after him if he did something mean to his adorable Fox, but he was a lot less hot-headed about things than the number one guard, Amos.

"Good morning, Pyre. It's nice to see you again," Owen said as he finally stopped in front of them and offered a hand.... except, it wasn't proffered to him, but to Fen.

Smart man. I don't give a shit about formalities.

"My name is Owen, I'm Fox's boyfriend," he said as Fen reached forward and grasped his hand in a firm shake.

"Fen, I—" Pyre leaned up against him with Fox still squirming in his arms, startling him into silence.

"He's mine."

That statement got a slight grin from Owen before everyone's attention turned to Fen's reddening face. Luckily for the guy, Gin and Blake appeared at that moment. It took Pyre no time at all to release Fox and jump into Gin's arms. The guy thankfully caught him easily, laughing as he slowly lowered him back to the ground after a good squeeze.

"We just saw each other a little bit ago, Pyre. I only went to pick up Blake so we all didn't have to drive," he said, though his words fell on deaf ears as Pyre grabbed Blake's hands, stopping him from moving for a moment as he assessed his outfit.

Dark, partially faded blue jeans, hot. An easily unbuttoned-down crisp white shirt, hot. Sunglasses and deliciously-messy h—His thoughts were cut off when Blake tugged him forward and into a quick hug, then took his hand and began pulling him toward the front gate.