classy classy boy 》lams

one

"dont burn yourself."

john's hazel gaze flickered to the elder boy, who quietly smoked the cigarette, his features being lit up from the flickering fire. john didn't flinch when the dark gaze snapped towards his, filled with unfiltered adoration and something sinister. john and alexander stared each other down, alex's dark gaze boring into john's light gaze staring into his.

john lowered his eyes, scooting away from the fire and sitting close to alex, where their knees bumped against each other.

"knew you understand." came alex's low murmer, slinging a arm over the other's small shoulders, bringing him closer. john hummed, nuzzling the others neck, seemingly wanting to get warm. john breathed in his cigarette, fire wood, and forest smell, calming his nerves.

alex jolted a bit when john bit his neck, softly. barely a nibble. "doll..." alex murmured, glancing at the boy in his held. john smiled and kissed the bitten part, before looking at the elder man.

"bubba," john whispered, as if someone were listening, " 'm wanna go 'n side, 't cold." john gasped and arched his back a bit when alex's cold fingertips touched his back.

" alright. go 'n side doll. im gonna put the fire out, yea?" alex pressed a kiss to the freckled boy's forehead, before ushering the boy inside.