Rooftops (A Liberation Broadcast) [Odion]

[Odion Martins]

Odion was absolutely fuming as he left the apartment premises, thinking of how difficult and unbelievable Rhett could be. One minute he was falling all over him and the next, he was practically being slapped in the face. Surely the blonde had to know the effect he had on the younger boy. Odion had always looked up to him, always strived to impress him and nearly be like him, but it just didn’t work out. He wanted to hate the blonde right at this very moment, but he couldn’t. Just like how he wanted to say good riddance when he left Europe. Odi had almost reached the street when Rhett decided to yell at him.

”I know what you said that day.” Odion froze, and not because he had stopped time. He turned and watched Rhett running after him, and the redhead could feel his heart pause. He feared the worst, and worry was written all over his face. He wanted to yell at Rhett, but he couldn’t bring himself to do it. Not when he was admitting to feeling the same way. Odi wasn’t thinking about how he affected Rhett’s powers, he was thinking about how the blonde needed to work up the courage to come to the conclusion.

“You couldn’t have said that up there?” He asked the other boy, pointing towards his their balcony. Odion had wanted to say it firmly, angrily, but it just didn’t come out that way. He certainly wasn’t flirting or joking either, it was a sort of helpless question, like he just couldn’t understand why Rhett had to keep playing games with him. “I’m sorry, I just, ugh,” he paused, looking over Rhett, “you’re, this, it’s confusing.” There, that’s what he meant to say.

It still hadn’t really hit the ginger that Rhett loved him back.

[Rhett Goddard]

Rhett was slightly relieved this didn't turn into another argument. Perhaps he was getting good at learning how to keep Odion from spinning out of control. To control him, a thought that was usual in Rhett's mind, but still felt somehow weird when about the ginger. Maybe he didn't want to control him, but he shrugged the thought off. He didn't want to increase the number of exceptions Odion was slowly and steadily earning.

"I know." Rhett perfectly understood what Odion was saying, or attempting to say.

He took another step and reduced the space between them to zero, hugging him in the middle of sidewalk, and trying to bury his face behind the ginger's ear. There, he took a deep sneaky breath at the red hair's smell. Since that day Odion accompanied him in bed until he fell asleep, Rhett had learned to find such aroma soothing and comforting.

"Come'on, sweetie." Rhett empathized said word again and kissed Odion behind his ear just before dissolving the hug and pointing their way back to downtown. "No more fights, fine?" He looked at the time controller and smiled while laughing softly. "Or I'm not fucking you."

[Odion Martins]

Letting the information process a little bit more, Odion’s anger turned into gladness, and he smiled brightly. Okay, so neither boy had truly said how they felt, those three little words that would mean so much to the both of them, words neither of them heard on a regular basis, or even in a lifetime, but if said to each other, would have an irreplaceable effect on their ever entwining lives. Still, it was done in their own way, one in French, the other through ESP, and in time, they would share it more openly, perhaps like the rest of their relationship.

“Don’t do that to me again,” Odion said, lightening up now as Rhett’s arms wrapped around him, making him feel a little better about everything. Things might’ve been different, maybe a little weird and strange, but at least they were on the same playing field again. The public affection was necessary, and Odi hesitantly hugged the boy back, unused to the feeling, but liking it none the less.

Now the sweet nothing actually meant something, and the ginger’s lips perked up into a half smile. Odion laughed softly, running hand through his hair after Rhett released him, touching the spot that was tingling from his kiss. “Is that a threat or a promise?” He asked, his hands in the pockets of his sweater, no, Rhett’s sweater which he was wearing. Strange, the blonde still hadn’t commented on that.

Turning back towards the city, Odion let all of his emotions settle into place, rethinking how he should act around Rhett, or if he should act at all. They had played a lot of games with one another, and Rhett had teased Odi quite a bit about having a crush on him. It was annoying and bothersome, but never did the redhead believe it might one day become truth. And now they were mattress shopping.

A bed was such an intimate thing, and as Odi glanced at the older boy, he couldn’t really believe this was happening, or that... he loved him. The time manipulator smiled, and took Rhett’s hand in his. This wasn’t about who was better or more dominant or more, whatever. It was about being, and he wouldn’t want to be with anyone else.