mostlyajerk

"So I ruined your own little private handjob? My bad. Maybe I can make it up to you later." Was he suggestion fooling around? Of course he was. A pretty boy liked him, he had no need for shame, he just needed to have him. Hartley was so beautiful, so enthralling. He wanted him and he wasn't going to pretend otherwise. "We had fun anyway. Before your parents gatecrashed us."

Axel finished up his pancakes and pushed his plate aside, smiling at Hartley. "You got very in control. I liked it." Definitely Axel's style. He probably did well both submitting and dominating. All Axel wanted from a boy.

"You made me talk as if I was an absolute loser, I at least wanted to show that I'm not." Hartley smiled, finishing up his own pancakes. His stomach was hurting just a little, but it actually almost felt good to hurt in this way, because he was full. He'd never thought this much about food right now, but he had never had to wonder about where his next meal might come from or when it would be before. Luxury now.

"But I'm glad you liked it. I liked kissing you the way I wanted to." He knew he was blushing again, but whatever. "Maybe next time there won't be an interruption."

"I can't make any promises. I don't even have my own place. I just crash here sometimes." He was saving for his own place but as it stood? Mostly he just stayed with James, he had his own mattress on the floor and everything. Slightly used, second hand and taken from the curb outside but he couldn't afford anything better. At least he had clean sheets.

"You're a good kisser." Axel suddenly felt something he hadn't felt before, a strange sort of pull in his chest, almost like he was nervous. He wanted to reach out, to touch him, to be near him but he didn't want to scare him off and it was just the oddest feeling. All he wanted was Hartley and he had no idea what to do with those feelings.

Swallowing hard, he looked down at his empty plate and frowned a little. "So... there's going to be a next time?"

"I have nothing." It wasn't an exaggeration. All of Hartley's belongings? He was wearing them. One change of clothes that he had luckily managed to wash at the centre and nothing else, other than a little notebook and a pencil. He had fallen very hard, very quickly. But Axel was there, actually looking nervous and Hartley couldn't feel bad about anything.

He leaned forward and cupped the back of Axel's head, gripping his hair so he could turn him to look at him. "Of course there is, Ax. Wasn't that obvious already?" He didn't wait for an answer. He just kissed him.

It was hard to tell sometimes just how things would go, Axel could predict a lot of things but when it came to dating, it always threw him. He wasn't used to people who wanted him like this. Wanted his body? Sure, he got that but why would Hartley even want him? Especially after he'd seen the way he lived and the job he sometimes did.

He broke away from kissing Hartley and smiled regardless of all his thoughts, he never did let self doubt bother him too much. And not just because most of the time he was high. "So kissing again is totally a thing. Right. Gotcha." With a small laugh, he leaned in and stole yet another just to show he could. "So have you got plans today?"

"I wasn't sure what you'd want to do, so... Not really." Not that he had a very busy schedule right now anyway. "I have a few interviews tomorrow, but nothing today. I can stay at the centre another night. It's not so bad there, although a lot of the kids are really troubled."

Hartley frowned, ignoring that he himself was a kid that had just gotten thrown out by his parents and was now confronted with poverty for the first time ever, at least in such a direct way. "Makes me wish I could help them. I tried, I fixed some things. I want to try to improve the heating system. If I can do the necessary changes, heating would be a lot cheaper and they could actually afford to bring it up to a nice temperature, even in winter."

Wait. "...sorry, I derail into science sometimes. Do you have plans for today?"

"Life isn't always easy for people, sometimes they have a right to be troubled." Axel shrugged, he couldn't even lie and pretend he had any sort of moral standing here. He was a drunk, he was into drugs and he was basically whoring himself out to buy good. As far as he knew, he was the kind of trouble mess Hartley pitied. Maybe it was wise to not tell him, keep him in the dark the best he could.

"I didn't really have plans set in stone but I thought we could hang out here for a little while. James' place is nice, it has heating and a TV. And maybe later if you want, I could take you to the library. All kinds of books there. You could find some science-y stuff to read."

He remembered how much Hartley liked books, half his room was books back at the Rathaway place.

"I know life isn't always easy. I can't solve every problem, but it's important to try. At least to fix some things a little, so we can one day get to the root of it all. But one thing after the other." Hartley smiled and he wished he would really know what this meant, him and Axel. They weren't really dating, he supposed. Or were they? "I'm not going to ignore you so I can read books. I just want to be with you. Hang."

"I don't really hang." Not a lie really, he didn't hang, he didn't have many friends and he'd certainly never had anything like this. He was on the verge of getting a boyfriend, that's what it felt like and oh man, he needed a manual or something, he was so going to fuck this up and that was the last thing he wanted to do. "James will go out soon so we could just chill on my bed, watch some TV, seem what happens." And most likely make out more.

"Excellent. But, fair warning, I'm going to kiss you again." Hartley grinned, kicking his feet a little as he leaned back in his seat. "I'm sorry I'm not some rich kid any more, but I guess I still have my looks." Seemed to get him pretty far. Hey, it wasn't as if he was over how gorgeous Axel was. "I'm going to earn some money doing tech support, then I can try to make it up to you and James. I don't need charity, I can take care of myself."

"This isn't charity, this is just people being people. I invited you over, we had breakfast. Don't overthink it, just stay chill. You owe me nothing but that pretty smile." And even then, he'd be just as into it if he frowned instead. He shrugged his shoulders, unsure what Hartley was expecting from him. Clearly he'd given some kind of dodgy vibe here. "I don't care you have no money either. I mean hey, look at me, I'm so broke it's not even funny. You don't need money, Hart. I like you cause you're you."

"I know you came to the party hoping to properly score and I guess I wasn't the best option in that regard. Honestly, I was never allowed money to just spend even before this mess. Else I might have been a better dresser." Hartley grinned and put his hand on top of Axel's, holding it loosely. "I didn't think and still don't, that you want my money. I mean, you can have all of my money now. Literally nothing."

"I was hoping some rich old closet case might pay me to fuck him or give me the perfect blackmail fodder I wasn't expecting it but a boy could dream. Instead, I got a handsome boy my own age." Axel kind of liked that option better. Less gross. His eyes moved to where Hartley's hand was on top of his own and he watched it for a few moments before he moved his hand along so their palms touched, gripping it hard. "I like how it worked out. I'm sorry you got screwed but otherwise? I like you. It's nice. No one has ever been like this with me."

"Your life's different from what I am used to. I get that and I still struggle to understand some things. But all I can say is that you've a beautiful smile and you're funny, you're a really good kisser and I... I'm so glad every time you touch me." And here they were, holding hands. "This is a much better option. I mean, I can't give you any money, but at least I'm not a closet case or old either."

"You're odd." Wait, did he say that out loud? Oh God. Why was he becoming such a dork around this kid? "Sorry, I'm sorry, that was stupid to say. I just mean that -- I don't know, I don't get you. I like that, I guess. You're different from the people I'm used to. It's kind of cool." Axel grinned and leaned in, pulling Hartley into a kiss because he couldn't help it. It was such fun to do. "I don't need any money, I've never had it, I don't need it now."

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