One-Shots

Jumped (Mavi) PG? PG-13?

!!! Yo just a quick heads up! If any of you are triggered by mention of trauma and physical violence this might not be for you! Don't read more than you can handle. Stay safe ily <3

Avi's eyes fluttered open to the sound of harsh knocking on his front door. He rubbed his eyes and looked over at the clock. It's only 3:30 who's at my door at this hour? He thought. He stood up and rushed to the door as the persistent knocking continued. Avi peered through the peephole and gasped at the face on the other side. He quickly swung the door open.

"Mitch oh my god what happened?" Avi asked, stepping aside to allow the boy inside. Mitch looked a mess, his hair sticking out in all directions and his sweater sleeve torn, exposing a gash beneath it. His lip and nose were bleeding, and he had bruises forming on his cheek and under his eye.

"I... I'm so sorry it's so late, your house was closer than mine and I... I need help Avi." Mitch stuttered out. He glanced up from the floor to look Avi in the eyes. Avi had been intently staring at the slightly smaller boy with deep concern in his eyes ever since he opened the door. His concern instantly made Mitch feel less scared, but was still very shaken up. "Avi, I... I just got jumped." Avi's eyes widened and he gently put his hand on Mitch's shoulder.

"Mitchy I... Are you okay?" Avi knew the boy wasn't okay, he was shaking and bloody. Mitch shook his head no in response.

"I... Can I have a hug?" As Mitch asked this is voice cracked, failing to stop tears from gliding down his already glistening cheeks.

"Of course Mitchy." Avi said in a soft whisper. He pulled the younger boy into his chest and gently rubbed his fingers through his hair as they swayed slightly. "It's going to be okay, you're safe now." The bass repeated as Mitch cried into his chest. Avi squeezed him a little tighter, but Mitch gasped in pain. Avi immediately pulled away and looked guiltily back at the smaller boy.

"No, it's not your fault it's..." Mitch lifted the hem of his sweater to reveal several more cuts on his abdomen.

"Oh Mitch... Here let's get you fixed up." Avi took Mitch's hand and led him to the dining room. "Sit." The deep voiced man said and helped Mitch to sit up on the table. Avi quickly ran to the bathroom and returned with a first-aid kit.

"I'm uh... You're going to need to take off your sweater." Avi said sympathetically. The thick fabric was stuck to some of the cuts and removing the shirt would probably sting. Mitch nodded in understanding and lifted his hands above his head, allowing Avi to slip it off.

"Ah!" Mitch gasped in pain as bits of fabric were pulled out of the open cuts.

"I know, I'm sorry." Avi said soothingly. He tossed the stained shirt to the side and opened the first-aid kit. He pulled out some disinfectant wash and poured some onto a cotton ball. "This isn't going to feel very good either." Avi muttered as he pressed the cold substance against the deepest gash on Mitch's chest.

The boy gasped in pain, balling his hands into fists and the older man gingerly tended to his wounds. Once Mitch's chest and arms were cleaned and bandaged, Mitch looked up into Avi's eyes.

"Thank you for taking care of me." He said. Avi set down the bandages he had been holding and turned to face his friend again. Mitch's legs dangled off the table and Avi stepped between his legs, leaving only inches between their faces.

"There's still a little cut here..." Avi practically whispered as he brought his hand to the side of Mitch's face, running his thumb lightly across the small cut on his lower lip. The bass could feel the change in Mitch's breath against his finger before he moved his hand to the back of his head and pulled their faces even closer together, connecting their lips.

At first Mitch hesitated against Avi's bold kiss, but after a few seconds he kissed back and laced his fingers through Avi's long hair. He used his grasp on Avi to pull them closer together, filling the space between their bodies. Mitch used this to his advantage and wrapped his legs around Avi's waist, receiving a deep groan in return. Avi moved his hands down Mitch's bare sides, earning a shudder from the tenor, and gripped firmly on the latter's hips. This caused Mitch to shift his weight from the table to the man in front of him, lifting himself up and straddling his waist.

Avi wrapped one arm under Mitch's bottom to support him before beginning to walk to his bedroom. He lightly tossed the smaller man onto the bed and pinned himself above him, staring down into his warm brown eyes.

"You have no idea how long I've wanted to do this." Avi moaned into Mitch's ear, his breath giving the latter chills. Mitch reached up and toyed with the hem of Avi's tank top, coaxing it upwards. "Are you sure baby?"

"Yes." Mitch breathed as he ran his hands down Avi's sides. "I want you."

Avi didn't need to be told twice. He quickly brought his mouth down to Mitch's neck and began to nibble and suck on the sensitive skin. He heard Mitch's breath hitch as he hit a soft spot on his collar bone. He gave the area a little more attention before trailing kisses from Mitch's neck down the center of his torso. 

"Shit! Ouch!" Mitch grabbed the sides of Avi's head and pulled the man away from his skin. 

"Sorry Mitchy." Avi frowned once he realized he had been too rough on one of Mitch's still fresh wounds. 

"Maybe we should wait..." Mitch sighed in frustration. "I think I'm still too beat up for this. Sorry Avi."

"No babe don't be sorry. I'll wait as long as you need." Avi's deep voice sent chills down Mitch's spine as their lips connected again. Mitch smiled into the kiss at Avi's kind tenderness. Avi rolled off of Mitch and flopped to his side on the bed. "We should get some sleep. You've had a long day." He said as he planted a kiss on Mitch's nose before turning off the light. When Avi laid back down Mitch immediately snuggled into his chest, wrapping his arm tightly around Avi's broad chest. 

"Thank you so much. For everything." Mitch said as he began drifting off to sleep.

"You're welcome Mitchy." He said into Mitch's scalp, planting a soft kiss in his hairline. "Sleep tight kitten."