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By : Amos
Category: +S through Z > Silent Hill
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Alex turned on the stairs to leave, and Joshua bounced up, reaching out and snagging the man by his army coat’s sleeve.
“Wait, don't go.” Joshua got Alex to look back at him, and the man just shook his head, jaw tight.
“I’m sorry,” the adult brunette replied, looking back to the stairs that trailed to the night outside. Joshua bit his cheek.
“Don’t be sorry, just… My dad is asleep, so he wouldn’t know if you slept here. I know you don’t have anywhere to go, or sleep- I don’t know why everyone treats you like… shit… but, I think it’d be good,” Joshua spoke softly, glancing back to the basement steps that went up into the house. Alex didn’t pull his arm away, because he seemed conflicted. He wanted to stay, but it was wrong so he shouldn’t, but he still didn’t want to sleep in the cemetery. If he were to be caught, though, it’d ruin his life. A teenager sneaking a grown man into their house at night…
Alex managed to pull himself away at this thought, and Joshua looked back to him and huffed.
“A shower, do you want a shower? There’s one in my dad’s hunting room, and he’s asleep so he won’t know. I can even get you some clean clothes,” the teen said.
Alex still didn’t leave, but it took a long moment for him to look back at Joshua.
“Why would you want to help me?” he asked in his smooth worn voice, and Joshua looked into his gray-brown eyes.
“I just… want to,” the teen replied softly, and Alex’s eyes looked past him to the rest of the basement; to the loud generator and the old, plain walls.
“...It’s really illegal to go into someone’s house at night, especially on a kid’s accord,” Alex replied softly, and Joshua scoffed. The teen opened his mouth to argue, but Alex stopped him when he spoke again. “But if you really insist, I’ll do it- this one time. Are you sure you can trust a stranger, though?”
Joshua nodded quickly in response and Alex shook his head lightly. The man sighed heavily and looked back to Joshua, looked to his brown orbs.
“What if I turn out to be a murderer? And I kill your family?”
“You aren’t, I can tell. You’re just some guy who can’t find a good excuse as to why he can’t come in.” Joshua smiled smugly, and Alex gave him a look.
“I can give plenty of good excuses, but you’re probably a really stubborn kid. ...Where is the shower?” Alex asked reluctantly, knowing that he was a poor human for accepting the kid’s offer. Joshua was just more than happy, and he turned from the man to go deeper into the basement, going passed the little archway near the stairs and turning left to where the hunting room was. He glanced back to make sure Alex was following him, and he was; at a very big distance, walking slowly.
“Come on, it’s in here.” Joshua waved to Alex for him to be quicker, but the man kept his pace because he was having second thoughts. Joshua sighed and gave a light roll of his eyes that Alex noticed and gave a roll of his own eyes in return.
Joshua pushed open the hunting room door after turning the unique handle, and Alex followed him inside.
The hunting room was clean, but years of hunting had given it old blood stains near the chopping counter and on some of the inner shower. Alex either knew they were just stains or didn’t care, because he walked up to the shower and shuffled off his coat until it slid down his arms and fell to the floor. Joshua watched the man, watched as the tendons shifted in his forearms when he reached down to his pants to shuffle with his belt buckle. Then his movements paused, and Joshua looked to Alex’s face, those pale brown eyes already on him.
“...I won’t steal anything, but… do you mind?” Alex’s voice wasn’t angry or annoyed, just soft, because he didn’t really have a right to ask for things when Joshua was already being this kind.
Joshua understood after a moment, though, and looked to the floor when a blush crept up to his cheeks, and he nodded. “Yeah, haha… I’ll go and get a towel and another pair of clothes,” he replied and looked back to Alex’s face, the handsome man still watching him.
He shook his head. “No, thank you. I wouldn’t want to borrow clothes, I’ll… just take the towel to dry,” he said in his soft tone of voice. Joshua didn’t particularly like that answer, though, and he cleared his throat.
“I can wash your clothes for you while you shower. Then you can just use the towel until your clothes dry.” Joshua put his hands in his pockets, tilting his head slightly while he waited for an answer.
Alex didn’t want to be there more than he had to, but it was an appealing thought. “...Okay. I’m leaving after that.”
Josh had to wait on the other side of the hunting room door for Alex to pass him his clothes. Once the door peeked open and Alex’s calloused hand reached out with his clothes, Joshua took the bundle and left the area to a different part of the basement where the washer and dryer were. He dropped the clothes inside and poured in the soap and fabric softener, closed the lid and pressed START.
Then he left upstairs to his bedroom so that he could grab one of his towels from his laundry basket. He snagged up the white towel and walked out of his room, tepped down the stairs to the first floor so that he could go back to the basement. Once he was down the stairs, he trailed to the hunting room and knocked on the door.
“Alex, I have a towel,” he called lightly so that his voice would stay in the basement, and he waited at the door for it to open.
It did open eventually, and Alex’s hand reached out again, dripping wet. Joshua held out the towel to the man and their skin brushed each other when he grabbed the towel. Joshua could feel immediately that Alex’s flesh was cold, and he kicked himself again. He had forgotten that the hunting room’s shower only ran cold water.
“Um, is the shower okay? Are you freezing or anything? I’m sorry,” Joshua let the towel be taken, and he peeked inside when the door didn’t shut immediately, catching the sight of flesh behind the door.
“It’s okay, it’s relaxing,” Alex replied from behind the door and after a small moment, it was shut again. Joshua left to the washer and dryer and sat on the floor to wait for the clothes to finish washing.
Alex’s shower took long enough for Joshua to put the clothes in the dryer, and a few minutes after Joshua started the machine, Alex stepped out of the hunting room with the towel wrapped around his waist. He looked even better.
His body was covered in quick dripping water, droplets that trailed down a chest of light muscles and down further to abs and a naval that had a trail of hair under it dipping further down into the towel to whatever alluring sin was hiding there.
His limbs were thin, as was his body from the lack of food in it, and his waist was straight, but because of his lack of weight, there were dips that gave him a slight curve in his waist above the towel. Joshua’s towel.
Joshua broke his own daze so that Alex wouldn’t notice his stares, and the teen gave a slight wave from where he stood near the dryer.
“How was the uh.. Shower?” he asked, managing a smile that was still nervous because of the sight of his visitor. Alex again, either didn’t notice or didn’t care, because he just wiped a hand down his wet face to swipe away droplets. Then he ran his hand through his clean, soaked hair that hung around his face in a little crown.
“It was nice, thank you,” Alex walked to Joshua and the old machines, and he motioned to the teen. “They aren’t done yet, I suppose?” The dryer was old, so was the washer, but the dryer was the only one still on, and it was obvious because it was shaking hard against the floor. Joshua’s smile turned meek.
“Ah, no. Sorry.”
“It’s okay. Thank you.”
The two stood like that for a long moment, awkward as they listened to the obnoxiously loud dryer. Then after an even longer moment, Joshua noticed that Alex’s jaw was clenched, his lips pressed tightly together. The hair on his arms was standing up with goosebumps.
“Are you cold?” Joshua asked. Alex looked at him from the dryer and gave a light shrug.
“It’s okay- you did say it was chilly in here.” He huffed a laugh that made Joshua smile, because it was new.
“I um… I know you probably won’t, but you can wait in my bedroom until your clothes are done. I can-”
“No, thank you.”
“...I can bring your clothes to you when they’re done.” Joshua continued, and Alex’s eyes got their usual narrowed look back.
“This is enough, thank you.”
Alex leaned against the still washer, and Joshua sat on the floor until the dryer was done. Almost an hour later, the dryer gave a loud beep and Joshua got the clothes out, handed them to Alex who took them to the hunting room and dressed. Then he gave the damp towel to Joshua and left, and Joshua carried the towel with him to his room after bolting the cellar door’s safety hatch.
The teen sat on his bed, held the towel as a ball in his lap. It was damp and was getting his lap wet, but he didn’t mind it; just sat looking at the floor while holding it.
Then he dipped his head down over it and snuck a sniff of it, and it smelled like fresh soap and water.
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In the morning, Adam was talking to Alex in the dining room, and Joshua was listening through the door.
“You look cleaner, got a shower somewhere?” Adam’s voice sounded.
“Yes, Sir.”
“Alright, well, here’s your pay for the week. Once you finish off this room, I’ll give you the rest of your payment for today.”
There was silence, and then Adam spoke again.
“You been saving up your money? You’d better not be wasting it, Son.”
“I’m not, thank you. I’ll start working now, if you don’t mind.” Alex’s voice sounded, and Joshua moved away from the doors when he heard his father’s footsteps. The teen hurried to sit on the couch in his mom’s sewing room, and Adam came out of the dining room just as Joshua sat down.
“Morning, Dad.” Joshua spoke up to his dad and Adam looked to him with his pale eyes.
“...Morning, Joshua. Find out when you’re going to start working, yet?”
Joshua laughed nervously, because he had forgotten, and he just rubbed his neck. “Aw, jeez, Dad, trying to get rid of me that easily?”
“If you aren’t going to work, go out and do something. You’re becoming a hermit.” Adam walked off, Joshua laughing after him.
“Uh, thanks, Dad! Lovely talk!” he called lightly. Then he rolled his eyes and plopped back into the couch. He didn’t like going out, because there was no one to hang out with besides Joey. Scarlet still stayed home all of the time, repainting old dolls, and Nora was already off to college because she was the oldest out of the kids.
He really just wanted to stay home and try to talk to Alex.
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Shame	By : Amos Category: +S through Z > Silent Hill Views: 1056 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: Konami owns Silent Hill and the characters, I make no money.

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