[C] Maybe more than friends

"Because you like to hang around when I get home after being soaked to the bone."

Lyo shugged.

He wasn't going to change up his habits because Maks was here.

Lyo began to ladle hot chocolate into two large mugs, filling one to the rim and leaving a little space in the other.

"And you can't just put new clothes on?"

He asked, sarcasm lacing his voice and he grabbed the cream and put it down on the counter without looking at Lyo.

"How'd you like it if I walked around butt-ass naked?"

He added, rolling his eyes.

"Nope," came the simple, cheerful reply.

Lyo picked up the can and sprayed a good amount of whipped cream atop the hot chocolate in the less-full mug. He set down the can and gestured to the mug. "All yours."

A grin curled the blond's lips. "I dunno. Try it and I'll tell you."

Maks glared down at the counter, it was hard not looking at Lyo as he spoke to the man.

He didn't trust his eyes to stay on the man's face if he were to look up.

Grabbing the can he shook it and filled his mouth with cream, purring as he swallowed a mouthful before topping up his drink with it.

"I'll pass on that."

Lyo snatched the can from Maks' hand and pressed a small blob to the tip of the boy's nose.

"Let's go curl up on the couch. I want to wrap myself in a blanket."

He picked up his mug and sipped at the gorgeous beverage.

He padded into the livingroom, clutching at his hot mug.

Maks' nose screwed up as cream was blobbed on it which he swiftly licked off

"Yeah you go do that."

At least if he was wrapped in a blanket he was safe to look at again.

He grabbed his drink and headed to the living room, perching himself on his usual seat.

Lyo slumped down on the couch and stretched out his legs before finally dragging a blanket over his legs.

He relaxed back onto the couch and sipped at his hot chocolate again.

"Flick the TV on."

Laying around watching TV and sipping his hot chocolate sounded like a nice night.

Maks finally looked up when he knew it was safe, reaching over and grabbing the remote.

"What you wanna watch?"

He asked, flicking through the channels, slowly sipping on his drink.

Lyo shrugged.

"What's on?"

After school TV wasn't exactly the greatest. They'd be hard pressed to find someone that they'd actually enjoy watching.

"If we cant find anything, there might be a movie knocking around."

Maks kept flicking through until he found some cartoons, that would do, he couldn't be bothered getting up to put a movie on.

"That works."

He muttered, watching the screen as he sipped contentedly on his drink.

"What are you, ten?"

Lyo wasn't one for catoons. He ddn't see why they were so popular. He thought the majority of them were pretty stupid.

But to each their own, or whatever.

"Nothing else on and I'm not getting up."

He replied simply, he wasn't watching the news or a soap-opera so this was what they were watching.

If Lyo had an issue with it he could put a movie in himself.

Lyo grunted as he pushed himself to his feet. The blanket dopped from around him as he set his mug down on the coffee table.

"What are we craving? Vampires? Werewolves? Man-eaters?"

He began to look through his small movie collection befoe coming to his own decision. American Werewolf in London. "Better get good at English before the credits are up," he told his friend frankly as he bent over to insert the disc into the DVD player.

Once again Maks got an eyefull of Alyosha's naked form, he averted his eyes with a huff, his lips pursed.

He felt something stir within him that only made him more irritated as he sat back.

"Werewolves."

He replied, his gaze flicking up as Lyo bent down to insert the dvd. His cheeks flushed a little and he set his drink down.

"Need to piss first."

He muttered, patting off the bathroom.

"You must have a bladder the size of a nut. Why didn't you go when you were in the bathoom, idiot?"

Now he had to sit and wait.

When he sat back on the couch, he didnt bother with coveing himself again. He was warm enough now.

"Alright, I'll start peeing in your shower."

He called out before shutting the bathroom door and sitting on top of the toilet with the lid down.

He gave a sigh and looked down at his crotch.

Seeing Lyo bent over like that had given him a massive erection and now he had to wait for it to calm down.

"Doesn't bother me!"

He did it himself. Why would he care that others were doing it? Made morning rituals that little bit shorter.

Lyo picked up his mug again and settled in to wait.

Maks had a little respect for Lyo's house, he did his best to not piss of his mother at least.

He sat there, glaring down at his crotch, willing it to go down.

"Go down."

He hissed at it softly as he gripped the end and gave it a tight squeeze.

Lyo gave a heavy sigh.

"Come on," he yelled upstairs. He was getting tired of waiting. "Your bladders fucking tiny. There's no way a piss can take this long."

What was he doing, pissing a drop at a time?

"Then start the fucking movie without me."

He yelled back, being yelled at wasn't going to make this better any quicker.

Maks closed his eyes and tried to picture gross things to kill it.

"I'm not bringing you up to date," he warned as he pressed play.

Maks could struggle through figuring out what happened. Lyo wasn't going to fill him in. Or play translator.

He kicked up his feet onto the coffee table.

It took another ten minutes before Maks calmed down, he flushed the toilet and padded back out, landing into chair as he tossed a pillow at Lyo.

Naked and sprawled out an usual.

His eyes flicked to the screen and his brows drew together, it was in English....great.

He didn't even flinch, just thew the pillow back at Maks.

He was well into the film by now. It was one of his favourite Werewolf films. Old but great. A real classic.

He drained the dregs from his mug and leaned forwards to sit the empty mug down on the coffee table.

Maks went back to drinking his hot chocolate, he was already lost.

Still he sat back, trying to understand what each character was saying.

He gave a little huff, his English still wasn't great.

"You need to buckle down in English classes, man."

He could tell just how lost Maks was.

"I'll start speaking only in English again." Maks had gotten so pissed off with him last time he did it. Lyo was stubborn enough to do it again, no matter how pissed off Maks got.