To make things worse [cw]

Yeah, thank the gods he was as thick skulled as he was handsome. "Well it won't be empty if we use it," she smiled. He came over, handing her the remote, putting it on a random channel as she crawled down, laying her head in his lap as she looked at the TV. She just needed someone she could hang with for a little while, she told herself, then she could maybe finally make up her mind about what to do. Which made her think. "If you were in my shoes ... What would you do?" she asked, keeping her eyes on the TV. Maybe she just needed a guy's opinion. "Or if ... If your girlfriend came up to you and told you that you were going to be a dad?"

She was right and as he sat down and the TV was put on, it felt less like a sick room as it had been before. He didnt mind that she laid in his lap, looking at what was on TV as his hand carefully caressed her shoulder. Her question made him wrinkle his nose a little in thought but he didnt know what to say right away. Her changing the question made him hum. "I'd be t-t-terrified, first of all. B-because she's in America, so t-that would d-definitely suck." he admitted, scratching the back of his neck before he leaned back. "B-but I'm not Kurtis. S-so I cant say w-what he w-would say or t-think." he reminded her. Sighing he looked down at her. "B-but hiding it f-from him i-is not a g-good idea in my h-head, at least in t-the long run a-and if you keep it. I'd b-be sad to m-maybe f-find out some day in thirty y-years that I c-could have been a father." - "I-it's complicated, because y-you shouldnt do it if y-you dont feel safe."

Turning her head she looked up at him with a smile, "so you do have a girlfriend," she said, she had been bugging him since he got back if he had found someone in America. And he had just admitted to it right now. He then went on to a more serious reply, making her sigh, looking back at the TV with a sour expression. "I just don't want to fuck up his life because I make a decision that he might not agree with," she argued. She knew that she loved Kurtis, and sure she had thought about living with him, but kids was something else. "I don't want to rush in to this choice, even though I feel like I have a ticking time bomb in my mind about it all," she said, closing her eyes as she breathed out in a sigh.
Being silent for a while, it sounded almost like she had fallen asleep again until she opened her eyes. "Okay ... I'll tell him ... But only if you promise to be there," she said, sitting up at looking rather seriously at him. "And I don't want it to be in school, it needs to be someplace neutral where we can keep this between us," she said.

"Maybe. S-she keeps me u-updated." he said with a shrug, though he hadnt given in to her bugging then, there definitely had been someone. Her argument made him nod and hum in agreement. "W-well you both f-fucked up, right?" he said, sighing as he looked up at the TV. "A-at least d-dont t-tell him u-until you have an idea of w-what you want." he said to let her know that it wasnt in a rush either. It would just make things worse if they got angry at each other over it.
She agreed to telling him though Abel thought she had fallen asleep. "I'll b-be there, of course." he said. He definitely didnt want it to be on school grounds either. It felt like drama was handed out and sold like a currency for status. "It c-can be h-here. I d-dont have my p-parents roaming around?" he suggested. Then his stomach started growling slighty. "I-I'm hungry. Do y-you want some food?"

She nodded, twiddling her thumbs again, her cheek sore from biting at it so much even in her sleep. "I'd appreciate that," she agreed to this place. It was their safest bet, just picking it here and not any place where they might get discovered. He suggested food, and she nodded, placing a hand over her stomach. "Yeah, I ... I could definitely eat something," she said with a faint smile on her lips.
Staying over at Abel's place was easier, and she really liked it being in the city center. The sound of life outside made her feel less alone. After eating she crawled in to bed again, still a bit shaken up by the whole ordeal. Bidding goodnight to Abel, she was left alone in the room. Twisting and turning, she couldn't find any rest. That was until she got up from the bed, grabbing Kurtis' jacket off the floor and taking it in to bed with her. Burying her face in it, she inhaled his scent along with the smell of his cigarettes. "Now I'm the dumbass," she muttered before falling asleep.

They were home at Jeremy's which was quite uncommon. But Jeremy had introduced Damiano to his parents as a close friend from the extra classes that worked cross class. It was technically true so Jeremy didnt feel too bad about it. And his parents even thought that Damiano was quite a polite young man. Jeremy was looking through a few of his notes as he sat leaned up against his bed. "So it was pretty easy to catch you up on everything you missed." he said to break the silence, feeling that if he read more words, he'd go crazy and see the hybrid as a bunch of letters and not a person.

Damiano was doing better, being out of the facility made him feel better. But he still had a lot of mental things he had to cover, so he had started seeing a psychiatrist. He had even met Jeremy's parents now, though he was unsure if he liked just being a close friend. Besides, being over at the nephilim's place meant he felt all too aware of what he was allowed to do. He was sitting by the desk in the office chair, turning his head to look at him as he spoke. "Yeah, well ... I guess I didn't need to know all the details, but it feels good to be back," he said, flipping a page in his book and turning his eyes back on it. Here he had to put on a façade, or it felt as such. He felt stiff and so far from himself, though that was becoming more of a recurring theme in his life than actually just being himself.

Damiano was trying to be on his best behavior, but as he was turned in the chair he looked up at Jeremy and felt his heart beat. The hand on his cheek made him smile, leaning in to the touch before he seemed to realize where they were. Lifting a hand up, he removed the affectionate gesture, despite the fact he wanted the nephilim's hand still to be touching him. "I'm happy too," he said, feeling a bit bitter, as he still held on to his hand. "But we maybe shouldn't ... Here," it was his top priority to protect Jeremy, especially after everything had happened. They were just lucky that his parents hadn't heard about anything from the school.

Tired of reading? He could hardly believe that this was really the reason. The pull on his hand made him raise an eyebrow, but he eventually got to his feet. Then he suddenly felt those full heavenly lips against his own. It was like he couldn't control himself, his hand reaching up to cup the nephilim's face, returning the kiss. "Oh, fuck you," he muttered against Jeremy's lips, taking a step away, placing his hands on his hips as he shook his head. Was this really what all that time in the facility had done to him? He was aroused already, and they both knew he couldn't go downstairs with a stiffy. "Really?" he sighed, looking down at the bulge in his pants. "I'm trying to be on my best behavior ... Are you trying to sabotage me?" he asked with a slight smile on his lips. He couldn't deny that he liked it. But since getting off the meds he felt his body so clearly and it was like experiencing being horny all over again.

His heart was in his throat, his eyes fixating on Jeremy's hands as they opened up his shirt. That warm golden skin just ready to be touched. Fuck! He really had to get his mind out of the gutter, he was already imagining so many things. The question came and he looked down, as if he was ashamed about getting caught staring. "Hurting you," he replied. Such a simple answer and yet so complicated. He wanted to be with Jeremy, give himself over, but in order to do that he also had to loosen his own self-control. And last time that hadn't ended well.

One time. But it was one too many if you asked the hybrid, however all his worries seemed to go as he felt his warm chest beneath his fingers. Without saying much, it moved down, unbuttoning a few more buttons just to touch more of him. "Why do you gotta be so hot?" he sighed in a whisper, biting his lower lip as his fingers moved over one of the nephilim's nipples. Taking a few deep breaths he stepped closer, leaning down to kiss his chest, feeling the muscles beneath the skin, making him groan under his breath.

"Don't say it like that ... You know I can't resist giving you what you want," he murmured against his skin, his lips moving up, kissing along the dark skin of his collarbone. Using both his hands he undid Jeremy's shirt, grabbing lightly on to his hips. He was breathing heavily, getting high on the nephilim's scent and the feelings he had. "Why are we so stupid," he asked, though it was more of a statement, continuing to kiss him up to his neck and all the way up to his lips. "I want you so bad," he whined softly, his hands moving down, grabbing around his behind and pressing him closer.

"Mmhm," he moaned in agreement to the guess, his lips busy against his warm skin, feeling himself get more riled up. The remark didn't help much either. There really was only one thing holding them back, but right now he couldn't even seem to remember that reason as he followed Jeremy down on his bed. Leaning over him he smiled, kissing his nose before moving his kisses down once more. Down along his muscly chest until he reached his pants. He was practically clawing at the stupid belt as he undid it, pulling the nephilim's pants down as he placed a kiss over his underwear. "Looks like I'm not the only one who's in a good mood," he muttered, cupping him over his underwear.

He chuckled against his skin, looking up at him, some of his long hair sitting a little wildly around his face. But the pull was irresistible, coming up to his face he pressed his chest against Jeremy's. He just wanted to feel all of him. "I'm here," he smiled before leaning down to connect their lips. Savoring this moment, he could feel his body act a little on it's own, pressing against him, grabbing at his skin to feel all of those sweet and loving emotions. His lips moved against his, their tongues dancing from time to time and he felt in bliss.

Damiano had been used to them not taking it further than this, light pulling and a lot of making out. They were taking it slow, feeling each other out and getting to know what they liked. It was a healthy way of moving forward, but right now Damiano could've sworn he felt something more. A need. And that need was confirmed as Jeremy mumbled those words. He groaned softly, pulling away to look at his face, blinking a few times just because he felt like he had to hear that again. "Do you mean it?" he asked. Sure they had fooled around, hell there had even been that one night where they had gotten undressed both of them, making out in Damiano's room. They had been close to jumping in with both feet, but had ended up not going through with it. "Are you sure?" he just needed to know, he had to know.

He felt like he was daydreaming or maybe stuck in some sort of fantasy, but as the nephilim pulled him down and kissed him he had to moan against his lips, his eyes falling shut as he felt himself get undressed. Pulling out of the shirt, he undid his own belt, pulling off his pants before laying back down. However this time he seemed almost gentle, his lips separated as he looked intently at Jeremy's eyes. His hands moved down, caressing his toned body until he reached the nephilim's underwear, his chest heaving slightly as he dug under the fabric, his hands caressing the member he found beneath. Moaning softly, he leaned down, connecting their lips once again as he slowly felt him up.