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When Simon woke up, the bed was empty. He stood up and rubbed at his eyes. He looked around the room, hoping to find a note from Raphael, but there wasn't any. He sighed and decided to go to the living room. When he entered the room, he was surprised to find every single member of the clan sitting at the large table. They weren't talking anymore, all of them were staring at Simon.
“What are you doing?” The fledgling asked.
Elliott stood up and went to him.
“We're discussing politics, nothing really important. In fact, I'll be more than willing to leave my place to someone else in order to spend some time with you.” He winked.
Simon felt his cheeks turning pink but he looked at Raphael. The clan leader was staring daggers at them.
“My my,” Elliott murmured. “I can smell our leader’s sent on you. “Did you…?” He made a gesture between the two of them.
“What?” Simon exclaimed. “Nothing happened!”
“Elliott, the meeting's not over,” called Raphael.
Elliott smiled at Simon one last time before going back to his seat.
“Can I stay?” Simon asked.
Silence fell on the room.
“You can sit on my knees if you want,” Elliott offered.
Simon smiled at him but stopped when he glanced at Raphael.
“Listen, Simon, we’re talking about politics, which includes Shadowhunters,” Lily started, “as you have friends among them, it may not be a good idea for you to stay,” she confessed.
“Okay.” The fledgling murmured. “Well, if you’re looking for me, I’m in my room.”
“I’ll join you!” Elliott purred.
Simon nodded and left the room. It was weird. He was part of the clan, but he couldn’t join them when they were having meetings. He slowly walked to his room, trying not to overthink the whole story.
When the door closed, Raphael glared at Elliott. The vampire smiled at him, even though he knew he was angry. The clan leader arched an eyebrow and Elliott shrugged as if nothing was wrong.
At the end of the meeting, when every vampire stood up, Raphael sighed.
“Can I have a few words with you Elliott?” he asked.
Lily shot him a puzzled look but didn’t comment it. When everybody had left the room, Elliott approached Raphael.
“I’m listening” Elliott started, “even though I have no idea what you want to talk about.” He goaded.
Raphael had to bite the inside of his cheek, not to yell at Elliott.
“You perfectly know what I’m talking about.” he objected. “Why are you acting like this?”
“Honestly, in the beginning, I was intrigued by Simon, however, I thought it would pass. But since I bite him, I can’t stop thinking about him. He is so precious. I never thought I would be interested in the nerdy type, but Simon’s so funny with his clumsiness and his mannerism. I don’t know how you manage to push back your feelings for him. I can’t. I told you that you needed to accept the fact he may end up with someone else, you may be forced to do it soon.” he confessed.
“What do you mean?”
“I’m gonna ask Simon out,” he revealed.
“What?” he scoffed.
“You heard me,” he stated. “Do you want me to repeat?”
Raphael shook his head. Elliott left a smile on his lips.
Raphael was wandering in the corridors of the hotel. He didn’t know what to do. He didn’t want Simon to be with someone (who wasn’t him). He needed to talk to him about it.
Simon was reading a comic when someone knocked on the door of his room and opened it, it was Elliott.
“How did it go?” He asked.
“It was boring. You didn't miss anything.” He sighed. “What are you doing?” He inquired.
“I'm reading comics.” He showed the front cover to the vampire. “It's about Deadpool. I don’t think I ever let you read comics with him.”
Elliott looked at it before taking it from Simon's hands.
“Are they together?” He asked when he looked at the page Simon was currently reading. We could see Deadpool blowing a kiss to Spider-Man.
Simon shook his head.
“I wish they were,” he confessed, “Spideypool is the best.”
Elliott hummed thoughtfully.
“Are you busy?”
“Nop, why?”
“I wanted to talk to you.” He sat next to Simon and took his hand in his own.
Simon nodded slowly, he was nervous.
“I don't know how to say that,” he confessed. “I think there's something happening between you and me.”
Simon’s brain stopped working at the moment he heard those words. He didn't know what to do, so he stayed still, wide eyes.
“I felt it yesterday, when…” he let a nervous laugh passing his lips “when we…”
Simon was sure his heart would be pounding madly in his chest if he was still alive. Elliott leaned closer and stopped a few centimeters away from Simon's lips, letting him time to push him. However Simon only closed his eyes, waiting, so Elliott kissed him. Simon put his hand on the boy's waist keeping him close when he smelt Raphael's sent. He broke the kiss, startled. He looked at the door and found the clan leader. Elliott sighed disappointedly.
“Sorry,” Raphael murmured with a blank face.
Simon felt the urge to apologize but he didn't know why. Before he could do anything, Raphael left the room. He sighed and turned toward Elliott who was waiting for a response.
“I-I… I don't know what to say right now…” he confessed.
Elliott nodded.
“Take your time” he assured.
Simon smiled at that, reassured. Elliott looked at Simon's neck, the bite was fading, he caressed the pale skin making the younger shiver.
“Did you like it?” He asked in a murmur.
“Yes,” Simon breathed.
“Do you want to try again?”
“Right now?” Simon frowned.
“Maybe?”
“Well…”
Simon thought for a moment. He felt guilty, guilty of betraying Raphael without any reason.
“Maybe later,” Elliott whispered when he saw Simon's thoughtful face. “Do you want me to leave?” He inquired.
Simon shrugged. Elliott took this gesture as a yes so he stood up and after one last kiss on the boy's forehead, he left the room. Simon stood up and started pacing in the room. What was he thinking when he had let Elliott kiss him? Why did Raphael come into his room at that exact moment? He fell on his bed, grabbed his pillow and yelled into it.
Raphael returned to his room at a slow pace. He had seen it, the way Simon had brought him closer, the way he had kissed back. He sighed, he should have guessed. He went to his office and tried to do some paperwork to calm his nerves. At some point, he wasn't even reading what he signed, too lost in his thoughts. He heard a knock on the door and murmured a tired ‘come in’. Elliott entered the room with a small smile.
“You win.” He winked.
“I don't want to talk to you right now,” Raphael answered sharply.
“Come on…” Elliott murmured. “I was playing with you so you would make the first move.”
“What the fuck are you talking about?” Raphael growled.
“I knew Simon was interested in you. I also knew you had too much pride to tell him how you felt.”
“He's so interested in me that he kissed you back.”
“But he stopped. When he found out you were in the room.” Elliott reminded him.
“Because he didn't want someone watching him at that-”
“Shut up!” The vampire interrupted him. “He wanted to think, he refused to give me an answer because of you. Go and ask him out. You didn't see the way he looked at you when you left.”
“Stop it, Elliott.”
The vampire sighed resigned and left the room. He went to the library where Stan was reading. The boy looked at him and thrown him a dirty look, he stood up and went to him.
“What the fuck is wrong with you?” He yelled.
Elliott took a step back, shocked.
“What's the matter, man?”
“You bite Simon. I saw it. And you flirted with him this morning.” He said angrily.
“Calm down! I bite him, but he's not the only one I-”
“I don't give a shit about how many people you bite. We're talking about Simon, our fledgling. You're not even interested in him. Why?”
“I couldn't refuse his request. I didn't when you asked me, why would that be different with him?”
Stan looked hurt. He nodded angrily and left the room faster than ever.
“Are you kidding me?” Elliott mumbled.
Lily approached him and clapped.
“Congrats! You really fucked up this time.”
“What's wrong with all of you?” He growled.
“You should ask yourself. Didn't you start something with Stan?”
“What?”
“He's not discreet, neither are you. I saw you two making out two days ago.”
“It was… because we- he- hum… you know.” He made a weird gesture.
“No, I don't. Explain yourself.”
“We fed on each other. That's it.” He shrugged.
“Okay, then why does he often leave your room in the morning?”
Elliott sighed. “We're vampires, Lily.”
When he returned to his bedroom Elliott was surprised to find it empty.
“Stan?” He called.
Of course, he wasn't here. Elliott rolled his eyes. He had bitten Simon but he hadn't slept with him. He wondered why Stan was so angry. Needing to find answers he went to the boy's bedroom. Stan was lying in his bed, hugging his pillow.
“Babe?” Elliott whispered.
Hearing no answer, he approached the bed and faced the vampire. He was pretending to sleep, he knew it because he was frowning. He sat on the edge of the bed and tenderly stroked Stan’s cheek.
“I'm sorry okay? I wouldn't have done it if I knew you'll be hurt. It's just because we're vampires and it's current to bite members of the clan.”
“So you're biting me only because it's current and I'm from the same clan?” He asked bitterly.
“No, I like you, I already told you that.”
“Did you kissed him?”
Elliott lowered his head ashamed. He had, he had kissed him because he had lost his mind.
“You little-” Stan began, “you little piece of shit!” He stood up and pushed Elliott. “How was that supposed not to hurt me? And when you flirted with Simon in front of me! You're an asshole!” He pushed him again “I mean so little to you?” He felt tears watering his eyes. “I hate you! I fucking hate you!” He yelled.
Elliott grabbed the boy's wrist and tried to shush him. He sighed when he realized how big he had fucked up.
“I'm sorry, baby” he whispered. “Please forgive me!”
“Get out! Get out!” Stan growled.
“I did it for Raphael! I swear! I wanted him to realize how he feels about him. It's the same with Simon, except that he felt ashamed of his desires. I was only trying to help.” He tried. “Stan I love you okay?” He confessed. “I fucked up! But please, I need you!”
Stan sobbed but slowly nodded. Elliott sighed relief and took him in his arms.
“I love you.” He whispered.
Simon didn’t dare to go to sleep. He was so scared, he had messed up everything with Raphael. He really thought something was about to happen between the two of them but he had let Elliott kissed him. He decided to talk to Elliott, to fix things up so he walked to the vampire’s room and knocked. He heard no answer so he pushed the door slowly, the room was empty. He frowned but left quietly. When he closed the room behind him, he was faced with Lily.
“Seriously? He did it again?” she pushed Simon and entered the room.
Simon looked at her, wide eyes.
“Where is he?” she called from the bedroom.
“I have no idea” he confessed.
“Good.” she murmured. “What did you want?”
“Hum… to talk to him?”
“About?”
“Something personal.”
“You know you can tell me everything.”
“Yes, and I know there is some stuff which only concerns us,” he replied doubtfully.
She nodded skeptically.
“Why aren’t you asleep yet?” she inquired.
“I was going to. I just needed to tell Elliott something first. I will tell him tomorrow.” he left under the careful eyes of Lily. However, he decided to go to Raphael’s bedroom. He knocked on the door and heard an ‘I’m sleeping.’ He chuckled amused and entered the room.
“What are you doing here Simon?” he questioned while sitting on his bed.
“Am I not allow to come here anymore?” he demanded.
“Elliott won’t appreciate it.”
“Why would I care?” he shrugged.
“Maybe because you two are together now. I wouldn't like my boyfriend to be sleeping in someone’s else bed.” he pointed out.
“We aren’t together.”
“Yeah right. You just make out twice for fun. And when you let him drink your blood, it was only because you wanted to try.” he snapped.
“Come on Raphael” he whined. “I’m not interested in him. I asked him to bite me because I wanted someone to do it and Stan had refused.”
“You asked Stan to bite you?” he repeated. “Seriously, what is wrong with you?”
“I could ask you the same!” he blurted out. “You drank Isabelle’s blood!”
“We already talked about this.” Raphael sighed.
“I didn’t know who to ask.”
“Why didn’t you asked me?” he retorted.
“As if you would have said yes” Simon scoffed.
Raphael stood up and opened the door, he made a gesture from Simon to the door.
“Out,” he ordered.
Simon passed the door and turned toward his leader to bow.
“Thank you for your kindness, sir.” he mocked.
Raphael angrily grabbed Simon by his arm and pushed him into the room again. He closed the door behind them and lead Simon to the bed, he made the fledgling sit and do the same. Simon had lost his previous confidence and gulped.
“You want to know why I am so irritated? Firstly because there are meetings concerning your red-haired girlfriend every two days. Secondly, because I accepted to drank Isabelle’s blood when I shouldn’t have because I lost all the control I had. Thirdly, because every time I do something for you or you Shadowhunters friends I only get hatred in return. And finally, because I can’t bear seeing you with players like Elliott.” he announced.
Simon looked at Raphael surprised.
“Why are you telling me all of this?”
“Because I’m exhausted. I’ve had enough of our arguments.” he sighed.
“I’m sorry” Simon murmured.
He took Raphael’s hands in his and kissed his knuckles. Raphael had closed his eyes, Simon took advantage of that to kiss him on the cheek.
“I think I need to confess something,” he said with a kiss on his other cheek. “I wanted to do that for ages” he whispered.
He slowly leaned toward the vampire and kissed him tenderly on the mouth. Raphael opened his eyes, surprised by the contact. He closed them again within a second and put his hands on the boy’s back. Their kiss was shy and inexperienced, nothing to do with the kisses Simon had shared with Elliot. He tried to convey everything he felt for the boy, when suddenly, Simon panicked, he felt his fangs sinking into his lips. Ashamed he broke the kiss and turned so that Raphael couldn’t see him.
“I’m sorry”, he murmured.
Raphael put his hands under Simon’s chin and forced him to look up at him. When he saw the boy’s fangs he chuckled.
“Oh bebé! You’re so cute!”
“No, I’m not” Simon pouted while covering his mouth with his hand.
Raphael giggled which made Simon smiled. Then they kissed again. Simon slowly pushed Raphael on the bed and straddled his hips. Raphael put his hands under Simon’s t-shirt and caressed his skin. They looked at each other for a long moment until Simon murmured a ‘you’re beautiful’ before bending toward him and kissing his neck. He sucked at the skin, making Raphael moaned. The fledgling stopped at the sound and looked at Raphael with lust. When the clan leader noticed him staring, he switched their position in a swift movement, making Simon gasp. He took off his v-neck and threw it into the room before helping Simon to removed his t-shirt. When his fledgling was half-naked, he started kissing every centimeter of his skin, insisting on the areas which drew the loudest sighs.
“Please, Raphael” Simon moaned.
The leader looked at him with lust.
“Please what?” He asked.
“Make me yours” Simon pleaded.
Raphael’s mind went blank. Hearing Simon saying those words drove him insane. He unbuttoned the boy's jeans and put it down to his knees. His breath hitched at the sight of Simon lying panting in his bed, red cheeks. He was about to put his hands on Simon's boxer when he heard the door opening. He turned his head toward it only to find Stan and Elliott standing petrified, red cheeks. Everything stopped in the room. No sound could be heard, no movement could be seen.
“We-We're so terribly sorry!” Stan yelped before closing the door.
Raphael then looked at Simon who had never been this red since Raphael knew him. The clan leader bit his lips to prevent a laugh from escaping his lips and sat on the bed.
“I have to confess” Simon muttered. “I'm not in the mood anymore.”
Raphael couldn't hold it anymore so he laughed and took Simon in his arms.
“It's not funny” the fledgling whined.
“I love you so much” Raphael giggled.
Simon's breath hitched and he put his arms around his leader’s waist.
“I love you too” he whispered.
After a moment they decided to go to sleep and Raphael curled up around his partner. This night Simon slept peacefully.
When Raphael opened his eyes he found Simon sleeping snuggled against his chest. He laughed at the memory of the previous night and kissed the boy on the forehead. Simon woke up slowly and put his arms around his clan leader possessively. They stayed there long minutes before deciding to get up. When they did, they went to the kitchen hand in hand and found Stan in Elliott’s lap. Simon locked eyes with Stan and felt his cheeks changing color again. Elliott was about to explain himself but Simon nodded to him and went After Raphael who was preparing two glasses of blood.