I Scored Myself A Mate

Luke had ignored everyone else. He didn't want to know what happened or why there was blood everywhere. He didn't care about Asmodeus or even Mark. All he could think about when he heard the growls was Alexander. When he saw the way Asmodeus was taken outside the room, supported by Mark he expected to witness a huge fight scene. His heart jumped at the thought of the man he liked being dead. He couldn't be dead right? Asmodeus though was clearly the person who would kill someone just for fun, now that his life was being threatened he wouldn't have to blink twice to do it. 

With that dreadful thought Luke entered the room, his worried eyes scanning the place in search of the teen boy. His gaze stop as it landed on a naked body, close to a destroyed wall, everywhere around him dust and chirped cement. Luke rushed to his side, trying to see if he was alive. His chest was riding slowly, his eyes closed. A relieved sigh escaped his lips and he took off his shirt. He covered Alexander's exposed body with the long piece of dark blue fabric and the unconscious boy flinched. 

His eyes flattered for a while, his state unfocused as it traveled everywhere around him until it met with Luke's. Slowly the realization of what had happened hit him. The memories of his acts, his bloodlust and his intent to actually kill a human. A human he knew and liked. 

He sat up, feeling his muscles sore, in pain and he groaned. The shirt slowly slipped off his body, revealing his chest as it landed on his lap. Luke caressed Alexander's cheek but the boy didn't look at him. How could he? He was ashamed. 

"You're alright." Luke mumbled. "Thank the gods. What you did...do you have any idea..."

"Don't lecture me. Just don't. Please." Alexander said and met with his judgemental eyes. The green orbs were teary as he brought his knees to his chest and hugged them. Luke heard him sniffle as he hope that the tears wouldn't escape. Soon though he could feel the wet trails landing on his knees. The blurriness of his surroundings. He cried silently as all of his thoughts reminded him that he was a monster. An uncontrollable abomination that needed to be put in a cage. They were right. The people in the past that locked the Great White Wolves were right. They didn't deserve to be out there, with the rest of them. 

"Alexander, I'm sorry. I am so sorry. " Luke told him. "It will be alright. We will find a way through this. I promise." He said and tried to approach him. He wanted to hug him, show him in some way that he would be there but Alexander didn't let him. He extended his hand and stopped him. Not wanting to just hide in his arms. He couldn't just overlook this, forget what happened.

"How will it be alright? I hurt a council member Luke. The worst possible council member I could hurt. I...I am a ticking time bomb. I almost hurt Mark too. He didn't do anything. He...he was just attacked by Sam and I just appeared in front of him the next day! I am horrible." He said with a deep sadness. He felt horrible too. Weak, exhausted even, he couldn't control his own body. "I was lucky that Asmodeus didn't kill me. He simply just threw me on the wall when he was sick of me. I...I..." 

"There is no reason to talk about it now. What happened is in the past. Thankfully no one is hurt and what I am most thankful of is that you're not hurt. I will deal with the council. I just want you to be okay." Luke confessed and caressed his cheek once more. His palm was warm against his cold skin. Alexander appreciated the feeling, his eyes closed as he wished for the touch to last longer. Luke was being so kind to him while he had simply created even more problems.

"I've made a mess again." The teen mumbled and Luke laughed. Yes quite a mess indeed. Under normal circumstances Luke would be furious. Furious for the destruction, furious that he had lost control, furious that he would have to deal with the council more now but there was something, something very special when it came to Alexander that made it impossible for him to remain mad. His eyes that reminded him of an innocent deer or maybe his voice, shaking as he cried about his mistakes. The way he averted his gaze drowned in guilt about what he did. There was no way he could be mad at him. Luke, he...he loved him. The Aloha thought. His eyes widened slightly, his cheeks flushing, the color red spreading everywhere on his face as he realized it. Yes, he loved him. There was no other explanation. He had come to love him so soon that it sounded ridiculous. Was it even possible? The relief he felt the moment he realized he was breathing, that wasn't just likeness. It couldn't be. The tightens on his chest at the thought of losing him, like he was having a heart attack. That piercing pain couldn't be something so fleeting as fondness. 

"Yes. Youve created a big mess. A huge one indeed but not the kind you think." Luke said as he rubbed the back of his neck. Suddenly all of his confidence was lost, all of that courage and dominance. While he stood there, being scanned by those green eyes he was indeed once more a teen. Inexperienced and foolish. Afraid that the thumping of his heart would be heard. 

"What?" Alexander asked, slightly confused. Luke didn't answer though, he just kept staring at him as he bit his bottom lip nervously. 

"I'm sorry I've been a jerk. I'm sorry I kept rejecting you when all you wanted was to be by my side. When I heard of what was going on , I got so scared that this demon would kill you. If he did I didn't know what I would do." Luke told Alexander and he exclaimed. A loud ugh escaping his lips as he seemed to get more and more frustrated, stumbling at his own words. "This is a mess. Why can't we just...what I mean is...simply...."

"I'm sorry but I don't get what you're saying." Alexander told him, making him even more anxious. "Luke, I can hear your heart beat. It's going like crazy. Are you okay?" He asked him concerned and his palm softly touched the left side of his chest. Luke shivered and closed his eyes. He took a deep breath and looked at Alexander.

"Listen to me!" He said dramatically. 

"I am though"

"I know! Well , what I was saying. Alexander. Let's date."

"What?" 

"Date me"

"No."

"What?"

"I mean no this is not possible. What did you just say?"

"I asked you to date me."

"You clearly didn't ask."

"Should I?"

"Well a question is better that a statement, I guess."

"Alexander, will you date me? I like you. I've liked you from the moment I saw you. I am sorry I am so slow sometimes. " Luke said. Alexander's eyes were wide oped and for a second he thought he should risk his life more opened if that's what it did to Luke. He shook his head though, scolding himself for such horrible thoughts and nodded shyly.

"Yes. I will date you." He said with a bright smile and Luke did the same.

"That went well." Luke commented and Alexander chuckled as he decided to wear his shirt. It was big on him, reaching almost his knees. 

"Yes but Luke...what will happen with the Council?" Alexander said, literally crush landing Luke from the little pink cloud he was to the dirty ground.

"That I do not know."

"I know. I know!" Both of them heard an excited voice say and turned to the door. The familiar god was standing there looking at them with a smile, his eyebrows raised. "He will be taken away for trial. He could be executed!" Dionysus exclaimed, completely ruining the romantic mood.

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