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Kalandok in Warisan	By : KimTime-Wolf Category: +A through F > Assassin's Creed Views: 1689 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Malik’s brain derailed, the thought train crashing to a place that hadn’t gotten attention in a very long time. Desmond kept the kiss soft, sweet and brief. Malik had to keep himself from growling when Desmond pulled away and Desmond almost kissed him again when he saw the dazed look on Malik’s face. Thankfully Clay and Shaun came down the hall just then. Seeing the position Malik and Desmond were currently in both men were instantly on alert, though for different reasons. Clay because he figured something had happened to Malik while protecting their backs and Shaun because he could tell that Malik was way too close to simply falling into something with Desmond when he wasn’t easy like that.
“What’s wrong?” “What happened?” Both spoke at the same time.
Desmond glanced over his shoulder at them and then stood up; going over to Shaun he grabbed his hands and examined the bruises there. Then he looked over the rest of the six-one Englishman for any other injuries.
Malik barked out a laugh that had everyone look at him, “Desmond doesn’t know you’re a Boxer and a Cage Fighter does he Shaun?”
Shaun blinked and started chuckling himself. “No, he never asked.” Clay was laughing so hard he had to hold his ribs so they wouldn’t burst. Desmond simply looked grumpy, which Malik found adorable.
Getting up Malik came in closing and locking the back door behind him, “That’s what you get for never hanging out with your housemates.”
Desmond simply flipped him off.
“No thanks, I’m not that easy.” Desmond got the real message as did Shaun who had approval in his eyes; Clay however sank to the floor in a new fit of laughter.
“I figured you’d head straight for the back door Mal.” Clay said from his position on the floor as he got himself under control.
“Why?” Desmond asked.
“It’s what he did at the Auditore’s when they got attacked by the paparazzi after Claudia won the National Awards for Piano and Fencing in the same week last year.”
“Ha, ha, yeah I remember that. Ezio attached himself to me and Altaïr after that, saying we had a sixth sense for stuff like that. Altaïr told him it was our Arab blood that gave us assassin’s instincts.”
“Altaïr and I.” Shaun corrected.
“Do I look English to you?” Malik gestured with both hands at his very Arabic physique.
Desmond finally cracked a smile, “But why the back?”
“Oh, well most celebrities sneak out a back or side door when the front is hounded. So the real pains in the ass go to those places for a good scoop.” Malik explained. “And trust me, the people who would want in here would be the worst of the total pains in the ass on the planet.”
“Oh.”
“Who was at the front?” Malik asked.
“Vieri de Pazzi and Rodrigo Borgia along with Teodora from The Crescent; a video camera glued to her hand.” Shaun answered with an annoyed twitch in his left eye.
“Uggh. Damn, the school newspaper would have gotten a better story if she’d come to the back.”
“Why what’s up?” Clay asked concerned with the dejected tone Malik finished his sentence in.
“Well for starters Caterina lives next door,”
“Well shit.”
“So now only two people live here: Shaun and Clay. There were girls from both Desmond’s and my fan clubs back there. Cameras ready – I think the Three Witches may have had a net – and all were waiting for Desmond to come through the door. Goes along with my whole “sneaking the star out scenario”.”
“Well shit.” Shaun said.
“I already said that.” Clay informed him earning a kick to the knee for his trouble.
“I thought Cat could be trusted.” Shaun continued.
“So did I.”
There was a slight pause, “Your hands okay Shaun?” Malik was a bit concerned about the obvious bruising.
“I’ll be fine,” Shaun’s expression became an exact match to the one Ezio had had on earlier that day. “Rod’s head is just really hard is all.”
Clay grinned as he found a double meaning to that in his mind. “I can kiss it better again if you’d like.” He quipped.
“Heh, no that’s alright Clay.” The look stayed on Shaun’s face as he looked down at Clay, if anything it intensified. Seeing this made Malik sigh in relief, he’d been afraid that Shaun had a thing for Rodrigo, and that would just be gross, the man was annoying. “Once is enough for now.”
*After Shaun had marched into the living room having told Desmond to hide, he found Vieri and Rodrigo pocketing things off their shelves. To put a stop to the nonsense Shaun went over and punched Rodrigo in the face which in turn sent him sprawling into Vieri and onto the floor they went. Both men left with black eyes and other bruises sans the things they’d pocketed. And Teodora got a rather interesting story. Once Shaun had closed and locked the front door, affirming that it wasn’t too badly damaged, he moved over and closed the curtains on all of the windows. Clay had closed all of the curtains in the kitchen and went to check and make sure the garage wasn’t tampered with. When he’d come back in Shaun was running his hands under the faucet in the kitchen.
“You alright Hasty?” Shaun grinned at the nickname and leaned back into the arms that came around him.
“I’ll be alright. Rodrigo just has a hard head.”
“Shall I kiss it and make it better?”
Shaun stiffened, “Don’t tease Clay.”
Clay held him closer, “I’m not. Look, I realize that I was always going for Des more than you when we were all together, but I’m not stupid. Hell, you even proved me right last year by breaking it off with us when I started to get possessive.”
“Proved you right?”
“Yeah, that you were only in the relationship because you wanted me. You left because I made it obvious that I wanted Desmond more.”
“So what the hell is your point now?” Shaun was trying not to cry, being told by the one person he’d ever loved that he wasn’t wanted was rather painful.
“Have you ever heard me say ‘I love you’ to anyone Shaun?” Clay questioned quietly.
“Yes, you said it to me.” Shaun got out through clenched teeth.
“But never to Des?”
Shaun paused thinking, “No.”
Clay grinned, “Has Des ever said that he loved us? Either of us? As more than friends?”
More thinking, “No.”
Clay rested his chin on Shaun’s left shoulder, “So where does that leave us?”
Shaun closed his eyes and leaned his head back, struggling to pull himself together for a moment. Not knowing what to say he took a page out of Altaïr’s and Kadar’s collective book, “In the kitchen with the water running.”
Clay laughed and turned away to grab a hand towel for Shaun as Shaun turned the sink off. “I do love you Shaun. And I know it’s not as easy as getting your forgiveness and trying again.”
Clay started talking as he dried Shaun’s hands, raising each to his face in turn and kissing every bruise, “But I’m willing to start by asking for your forgiveness anyway. I got worse with Des after you left because what I actually wanted wasn’t there anymore. It took Desmond flat-out dumping my ass for me to realize my mistake. I hadn’t loved Des and he knew it, but I’ve always loved you and I think he knew that too.”
Clay looked up from Shaun’s hands to his eyes. “Can you forgive me for translating my love and want of you to lust for Desmond? I feel so stupid saying it like that, but it’s true, it’s what I did. We’ve always had a solid friendship and I didn’t want to ruin it. When I told you that I was dating a guy it really surprised me when you said you didn’t know that I was gay too, and then explained that you were. I couldn’t believe that the guy I actually wanted could be an option.”
Clay stopped to breath, Shaun simply staring at him thunderstruck. “When I acted all angry earlier and you bailed from the room it told me loud and clear that you aren’t over us.” Shaun now had tears falling down his face, but he didn’t know if he was happy or sad. “Do you love me Shaun?” Clay looked down at him in trepidation and hope.
“I,” Shaun had to swallow back tears, “I’ve always loved you Clay.” And Shaun reached up and pulled Clay into a deep kiss, “But you’re right, it’s not as easy as that. You’re going to have to do a lot of work to be fully forgiven.”
Clay smiled down at him. “Sounds good to me.”
“It’s awfully quiet. Where’d Malik go?”
“Probably to the back door and we sent Des to his room. Let’s go find out if they’re alright.”*
“Wait, what?” Desmond felt left out yet again, but looking from the open grin on Malik’s face to the loving looks Clay and Shaun were sharing it clicked, and Desmond reached down and smacked Clay right in the face. It was probably the girliest thing any of them had ever seen him do.
“You shit! You yelled at Malik just to see how Shaun would react! You hurt Shaun and pissed off the rest of us just because you’re stupid!” Shaun and Clay just stared at their former lover in shock.
“Desmond.” Malik’s voice was low, calming.
Desmond ignored him in favor of working himself into a rage.
“Desmond!” Malik snapped.
Desmond whipped around to face him, “What!”
Malik grabbed his face and pulled him into a kiss that blew Desmond’s socks off making him forget he was angry at all not to mention the reason why.
“Malik?” Three voices asked in varying degrees of shock as he pulled away.
“Just. Shut. Up.” Malik stepped around everyone and went to his room, closing and locking the door behind him.
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