[C] Maybe more than friends

Maks stood at his locker, bouncing on his feet impatiently as he waited for Lyo to hurry his ass up.

It was one of those rare nights where Lyo's mum had said he could stay over the night.

As soon as the bell rang he had run out of class and gathered his things, the week was over and he didn't have to go home, life was looking good.

Lyo ambled down the hallway at a leisurely pace, chatting idly with a boy in his class. Setting a sort-of date for the weekend. The two had known each other for years and sort of danced around the topic of liking each other.

Now they were finally planning a date.

"There's Maks. I gotta go. I'll call you tonight, okay?"

He leaned down to press a kiss to the shorter brunet's cheek before making his way towards Maks. "Hey!"

Seeing Lyo openly showing his sexuality around males always made him bristle, not that he'd showed it.

He chalked it down to being slightly homophobic, but he wasn't an asshole so he'd keep it to himself.

"Your gay is showing."

He warned with a chuckle as he picked up his backpack.

"So it is," Lyo agreed with a light grin.

He really didn't care what Maks thought of his sexuality. Men and women were both hot. If anyone had a probem with it, they could go fuck themselves.

"When's it going to stop bothering you? It isn't going away."

"It's just a phase."

He replied, putting on a voice that mockingly resembled Lyo's mother.

"I'm cool with it."
He added, though his tone was less than convincing.

"Right." He didn't belive Maks, but what could he do? Maks couldn't like everything about him. Lyo didn't expect him to.

"Got everything?" Lyo hoisted his rucksack higher up on his shoulder and arched a brow.

"'Cause I don't wanna leave the house this weekend." With a family reuinion that he was avoiding like the plague, the had the house to himself and Maks for the weekend. He wasn't moving from the sofa until he had to.

"Yeah."

He replied, quickly checking his bag again, everything looked to be in order.

"I'm cool with not leaving the house."

He loved staying at Lyo's house, he would never go home if that was an option.

"Come on, then. Let's shake a leg."

He begn down the hall at a quick pace his long legs set. At seventeen, now, Lyo was an incredible 6'4 and still growing. Such a height gave him long, long leg. A great advantage for walking.

"It looks fucking freezing out there today."

He didnt want to get caught out in it.

Maks had to practically jog in order to keep up with Lyo's behemoth strides.

"I am not looking forward to going outside."

By the time they'd get to Lyo's house his clothes would be soaking and covered in slush.

"And I am?"

As soon as he could afford a car, he was going to be driving that fucker everywhere.

"If we run, we can probaby stay warm and get home quicker," Lyo suggested.

"Yes, but then we have to run, which is exercise."

He groaned, but it was better than catching a chill and having to trudge through all that snow.

"We can run but I'm having a shower first when he get to yours."

He wanted to get warm as soon as possible.

"We could always save water and shower together," Lyo suggested with a snort.

He knew what Maks would say to that.

As soon as he was out of the school building, he took off at a run. It should only take a few minutes to run home if they really went fo it.

"Gross, I don't wanna catch your gay."

Maks snorted as he ran out after the man, he could already feel the slush seeping into his shoes as they ran.

The cold got in everywhere, soaking into his jeans and clinging to his legs.

"Fuck this fucking bullshit weather."

He growled, sprinting toward Lyo's house.

"You might have moe fun with that stick up you ass if you were."

Lyo turned his head and stuck his tongue out at the younger boy before pushing himself to run faster.

He tuned a coner sharply, spraying slush at Maks as be bound down towards his house.

Maks opened his mouth to reply as slush was sprayed all over him, soaking into his jacket and splattering over his face.

The teen let out a long string of curses as he tried to shake some of it off with a shiver before chasing after Lyo.

He gabbed a handful of snow and compacted it down until he made a hard ice-ball and ditched it at the back of Lyo's head.

Luck (possibly?) was on Lyo's side. He slipped as Maks thew the ice ball at his head, and the ball flew ove his head. He managed to catch himself before he fell on his ass, and pushed himself faster.

He could see the house. He was so close to evading Maks' anger.

Lyo called safe as he bumped into the front door and reached into his pocket for his keys.

Maks was a fast runner, faster than Lyo even with the height difference.

Screw safe, as soon as Lyo went for his keys Maks pounced onto his face and shoved and handful of snow into the man's face, really rubbing it in to his skin.

"Ah, fuck," Lyo grunted when snow was rubbed into his fae.

He elbowed Maks' ribs brutally a couple of times, pushing the boy away from him.

"Let me open the fucking door."

He grunted as his ribs were jabbed into and eventually got off of him.

"Then open the fucking door, it's freezing!"

He replied, hugging himself to try and stay warm in his damp clothing.

"Stop whining."

He bent down to pick up the key he had dropped and opene the front door.

When the two of them were inside and the doo was locked, Lyo immediately began stripping out of his wet clothes.

His body was fairly well built, but due to his height, it looked quite slim. He was obviously an active person. Muscle definition like that didn't come without work.

"Go get your shower. I'm making chilli hot chocolate."

Before Lyo even told him Maks was running up the stairs, shedding items of clothing as he went, they were freezing and he was keen to get under the hot water.

It wasn't long before he was in the shower, the hot water turned up all the way and steam filling the room.

He groaned as he stepped into the hot spray, his cold limbs stung as the water hit them but it felt better than the cold.

Lyo was quite content to move aound the kitchen, completely naked, as he worked ove the stove to make his famous and much-loved chilli hot chocolate.

It was perfect for cold days like this.

And woking on it meant that he could stand right next to the hot stove. That was almost as good as a hot shower.

Almost.

Once he was toasty Maks got out of the shower, drying his hair before grabbing a towel and heading into Lyo's room.

Going through the wardrobe he grabbed some clothes from Lyo's old stuff and pulled it on, still opting to wear a jumper far too large for him, it was warmer.

Shuffling around in the large jumper, sweatpants and socks Maks made his way downstairs, purring at the scent of hot chocolate.

"Is it nearly ready?"

He asked, walking in on Lyo butt-naked.

"For fuck sake."

He growled, looking away.

"Almost."

Lyo rolled his eyes at Maks' curse. "It's an ass. It's not like you've never seen one before. Grab the whipped ceam out of the fridge."

The blond teenager leaned over to sniff the gorgeous bubbling liquid in the pan and gave his own deep purr.

God, that smelled great.

"I've seen yours more times than I wanted to, why are you always fucking naked when I'm around?"

He growled before padding to the fridge, keeping his eyes on safe areas, like the floor.

Maks gave an irritated pout as Lyo purred, his dick better now be anywhere near his hot chocolate.