Just a Bit Wicked

Vlad snapped his eyes open.

It's not dawn yet, so he shouldn't have slept for long.He got some police reports and read them in the wee hours of the morning.Just because Luke didn't let him continue to interrogate the kidnappers didn't mean he wouldn't figure things out.

He lay still, trying to figure out what had jolted him out of his exhausted sleep.

He pricked up his ears and waited.The apartment was silent, and there was no sound from the rooms of the other two.

Where.There are footsteps.Someone was walking towards his bed.

There are knives under the pillow and guns in the bedside drawer.

He didn't move. Compared with a knife, surprise is more effective against the enemy.

The footsteps stopped.

Then the uninvited guest climbed into bed.

What the hell is going on?

Vlad took aim at the man—yes, a man.The man rolls over against Vlad, burying his face in the hollow of his shoulder, almost out of recognition, but he's pretty sure it's fucking Sebastian Sumner.

Vlad stared at the guy in the dark in surprise, did he miss something?When did his relationship with Sumner get good enough for cuddling?Vlad hadn't paid much attention to the guy since he followed them back to Luke's apartment.In fact, Vlad's icy silence during the entire time Luke took Sebastian to settle in the guest room had already made clear his attitude towards the matter.

"What do you think you're doing? Get out." Vlad didn't raise his voice, but Sebastian whimpered twice, trembling all over, pressing his face even tighter on his shoulder.OK?

Vlad reached out to switch on the lamp.The soft warm light lit up the room, and he turned around to look at the guy who occupied half of his bed.

Sebastian's eyes were open, but his eyes were unfocused and his breathing was steady.All indications were that he was asleep.He is sleepwalking.

Vlad stretched out a hand and gently pushed Sebastian's shoulder. "Wake up." The guy didn't respond, which made him angry.He was almost tired and paralyzed, and his knuckles were sore, he was not in the mood to babysit for anyone, let alone this guy.

Sebastian not only did not wake up, but also closed his eyes.Still shaking, he rubbed his face against Vlad's shoulder as if trying to get inside.They were both in their underpants, and Vlad was getting more and more uncomfortable.

He wanted to throw the whole guy off the ground no matter what, but he didn't think Luke would let it go.

He sighed and shook it harder. "Don't sleep."

Sebastian moved, his thick eyelashes fluttering.He rubbed his eyes childishly, and his mouth was so pouted that he could hang an oil bottle.

"Get up." Vlad whispered in his ear.

Sebastian was shocked, his limbs trembled like a cartoon character, he opened his eyes and sat up in a daze.

"Fuck, what are you doing on my bed?" He asked, staring at Vlad.

Vlad lay back, arms folded behind his head. "I should ask."

Sebastian frowned and looked around.The lights weren't very bright, and Vlad didn't know if Sebastian was blushing, but he did look a little embarrassed now.The main thing is that I don't understand the situation.

After a while, he became clear-eyed. "I sleepwalked, didn't I?" He sighed resignedly. "Occasionally it happens when you're stressed."

Vlad shrugged. "I don't know, I don't care, just get out."

Sebastian studied him. "Am I making you uncomfortable?" He tilted his head, a lock of black hair hanging in front of his eyes.The innocent, almost childish sleepy look just now has disappeared.

"That's right," Vlad said. "I'm not used to half-naked gay guys fucking me."

"Correction, I'm not gay. I told you: I'm bisexual."

"It's the same," Vlad said, closing his eyes. "Fuck off. I can't sleep much thanks to you and the idiots who attacked you."

The atmosphere was stagnant.

"Do you have any new information about that group?" Sebastian's voice sounded strange.

"Yeah." Vlad didn't open his eyes.

Sebastian gave a "tsk" annoyed and impatiently.Vlad almost didn't stop the corner of his mouth that was about to turn up.

"and then?"

"They did," Vlad snorted disdainfully.Those guys are full of fanaticism and no brains. "They are all believers, thinking that they are doing justice for the heavens." Vlad sneered.Although he has never had a good impression of LGBT, he is even more disgusted with paranoid madness. "Isn't that obvious: the cult wants to get rid of some notorious 'demons', people who come out and speak out to influence society. You and Tristan Dewar fit that profile." All Routine, not challenging at all.Throughout the whole thing, the people doing the work were laymen, a far cry from the professionals Vlad was used to dealing with.boring.

"You should at least act a little concerned," Sebastian said.

Vlad opened his eyes.

Sebastian pursed his lips, his dark eyes filled with anger. "But that's right, you think the same as those psychopaths, how can you care?"

Vlad gave him a flat look. "You don't have a good memory. I saved your ass from those guys a few hours ago. If I wanted to, I could just let it go and let them take your life. Well, maybe I really Mind your own business."

"What an asshole you are for not denying that you agree with those lunatics."

"I didn't say that." Vlad closed his eyes again. "Good night. You're welcome. Saving your life is nothing."

There was a long silence.

"Thank you," Sebastian finally muttered, almost in his throat.

Vlad smiled and opened his eyes. "What the hell?"

"Don't be so stupid," Sebastian glared at Vlad angrily, but there was still a trace of sincerity in his eyes.But in the next second, he put on an ulterior smile and said: "Thank you so much, I don't know how to repay you for your kindness, Vlad."

Vlad looked at him suspiciously.

Before he could speak, Sebastian leaned over and pressed his soft lips against his unshaven face. "Thanks," he whispered a little hoarsely into Vlad's ear. "You're awesome tonight, and a little bit sexy, I'm so horny I don't know what to do."

Vlad pushed him away. "Leave far away."

Sebastian grinned like a kid who's pulled a trick.He rolled out of bed, walked to the door, stopped by the door and blew a kiss. "Good night, straight man."

Vlad stared, wiped his face petulantly, and was annoyed to find that his face was actually hot.The fuck he blushed.He couldn't remember a time when he was so embarrassed.

He sighed annoyedly, turned off the light, lay back on the bed, closed his eyes, and decided to forget everything that had just happened.If it worked, it was like trying to forget what happened in a Moscow hotel room a few months ago.

This was only the first night under the same roof as the little bastard.He didn't know how to get through the rest of the day without letting anyone die at his hands.