Author: Dark-lil-devil PM
Majic has matured, grown into an attractive, intelligent young man. But as Orphen finds out, was it really for the best?Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Romance - Words: 708 - Reviews: 7 - Favs: 2 - Follows: 3 - Published: 01-29-06 - Status: Complete - id: 2775403
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A dark lull fell over the room as one of its occupants exited. Orphen sighed from his position by the window, his gaze resting onthe retreating back. What had happened to Majic? Ever since the boy hit puberty, he'd changed.
Shoulderlength blonde hair,broad shoulders much like Orphen's own, awell-defined body from lugging their bag of immense doom everywhere, even though most of it was still Cleo's junk. Majic had even shot up in height. Now only an inch below Orphen himself. And his sense of style! He had gone from boy wearing pants and a sweater to guy wearing leather pants, black jeans, and one of many attractive tops.
His attitude- wow. From clueless apprentice to know-it-all, to jokester, to horny teenager, to mysterious – Majic had, over the course of seven months, tried every attitude and emotion there was. Currently, he was settling for thoughtful, and it gave him a sort of seer quality that gave Orphen chills.
Just like those eyes did. People used to say Orphen had evil eyes; now they were saying that Majic had picked up on it. Altogether, Majic looked sexy as hell, coming off as mysterious, all knowing, powerful, andyet also he seemed to be the 'life of the party' so to speak.
Orphen couldn't imagine how dull it use to be without Majic's input, and sarcasm, to life. Now though, they were staying at an inn in the middle of nowhere. Well, that's where Orphen figured it was; he really couldn't care less about the name of the place. Majic had, as previously mentioned, been thoughtful lately, and Orphen was curious. So he moved towards the door, then stood leaning against the frame. The door led to the balcony, where he could see the back of Majic, who was currently wearing leather pants and a black tank top with fish net three quarter arms.
"Well, you coming out or is the view that good back there?"
Majic showed no sign of speaking, but it had definitely been his delightfully deep voice, with a boyish undertone that reached across to Orphen. He stepped out onto the balcony, stopping when his shoulder brushed that of the blonde. They were on the second floor, so the view was only of forest and overgrown grass in the weed dominent garden.
"So what's so great about being out here?"
"Think about what?" The shorter of the two turned to face the other.
"I love you. We're like family right?" The first line escaping his comprehension, Orphen focused on the second, and agreed.
"Then would it be considered incest?"
"Would what?" He really wasn't getting this.
"I like you."
"I like you too, Majic, but-"
"No. Not in that way."
"In the way that I shouldn't. In the way that you turn me on."
"Yeah. Teacher and student. Father and son. Brothers. Then there's the guy factor of it."
"You've..You've thought a lot about this, haven't you?"
The blonde blinked, then a gentle smile graced his features.
"And you haven't?"
That comment caught the taller of the two off guard. "What?"
"I'm not dumb nor am I blind. I've seen you drooling after me countless times."
"How- You- I-"
"Don't worry, it looks like you're thinking, but there's a slight difference between you thinking and you lusting. First off, your eyes follow me. That's a big one. You get twitchy hands, ans when you're done you look real uncomfortable which makes you appear angry, explaining why you are given a wide berth by others at these times. Oh, and the bathroom breaks are a bit of a giveaway." Orphen stared, dumbfounded.
"The great Orphen at a loss for words. Glad I was the one to witness it."
Pushing himself away from the balcony, Majic made his way back into the building, pausing at the door.
"It's not like any of this matters. It's wrong, and we'll have to get over it."
Leaving Orphen to his thoughts in the chilling night air, Majic shut the door quietly behind himself.