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It was still dark when Kaya woke up. He just washed his gorgeous face which didn't need any kind of skincare.The lesson was about to start when he got to school. It was a day like any other. He hated it. He hated that he had to be in the same class as his ex-friends, now bullies Dorian and Rayan. They used to be best friends last year, always hanging out, playing football. But now all they did was mock him, make fun of everything he says in class. It was so overwhelming.
But right when he felt the loneliest he met Erik. He was so lucky to have met him. Otherwise he would've been left all alone in his class, with those bullies plus this new guys they befriended, Lukas. But there was a little "problem" about Erik. He was a bit too "touchy" sometimes. Which shouldn't be a problem, guys are allowed to have some physical relationship with their friends just like girls do.
Kaya liked it sometimes as well, sometimes he liked it a bit too much. Of course he wasn't gay or anything, no way. He just, uhm, appreciated that someone was giving him some sort of, attention.
Okey i guess we could say that he liked the attention. He was the prettiest guy in the school. But then again, he was "pretty"; he wasn't handsome like the way girls liked, neither was he tall. He didn't get much attention at home either, so now with Erik it felt ... Aaaanyway.
Erik was already there when he arrived in class. "Hi, morning" he said, smiling. "Morning" Erik replied "It's clubs, the lesson i mean."
"First thing in the morning?" Kaya groaned "I do NOT wanna deal with photography bullshit at 8 a.m."
"Me neither." Erik said and continued "They said he was gonna give a group project homework and that he would arrange the groups."
"WHAAATT?!?" Kaya exclaimed. This was gonna be a fucking nightmare. He was %100 sure that Mr. Jefferson was gonna put him together with them.
Aaaand he was right.
Him, Erik, Dorian and Rayan were supposed to work together. Oh this was gonna be a nightmare.
"Hey Kaya~" said Dorian mockingly. "Turns out we are gonna work together, huh?"
"Bet we'll be able to finish in a day, that is if you and your boyfriend can focus on something other than each other." said Rayan and they both laughed at that, Kaya's face getting red, out of anger of course.
"Oh my fucking god just stop it." Kaya said in a rather calm voice as if he wasn't angry as fuck. Erik put his hand on his shoulder and pulled him away from them. "Don't mind them, we know damn well that they are down bad for each other as w-" Erik blushed, realising what he almost said. "I- you know."
"Yeah whatever, I just want this to be done with."
Later they decided to meet in Kaya's house. He knew his father was gonna come home late, so he just asked his mom and invited everyone over.
He was still uncomfortable about the fact that Dorian and Rayan would be there as well. But he knew it'd be okay, Erik was there, it was his own house, his father wasn't home . What could go wrong? Right?
When everyone arrived, they started doing research on the photographers Mr. Jefferson told them to research on. Erik and Kaya were researching while Dorian and Rayan were cutting some cardboards and colorful papers to make the board. It was going much better than Kaya had imagined. Everyone was doing what they were supposed to and he was so close to Erik, sitting in front of the same computer. Not that it was a big deal of course, they were always close, doesn't make a difference that they were at his house, sitting on his seat.
A while later, Kaya's mother brought them some snacks so they decided to take a break.
As they sat down and started to eat, Dorian started mocking Kaya once again.
"So, how is research with your boyfriend going huh?"
"I swear to god if you don't stop with this bullshit-" Erik stood up, walking on to Dorian. "Hah! Watcha gonna do about it? Beat me up in front of him like the alpha you are?" Rayan and Dorian started laughing their asses off. Kaya was as stressful as he could possibly be - he could not take a fight today. "Erik stop-" Nope, it was no use. Both Dorian and Rayan had stood up against Erik. Kaya knew damn well that he wouldn't be able to stop them. It was his house and his room and all but he was too scared and stressed out to do anything about it. Before he could say anything else, Dorian pushed Erik right onto Kaya causing both of them to collapse.
Oh boy he could feel his face burn seeing how close his face is to Erik's.
Little did he know, though, his father was home, and he had heard all the noise and came to the door.
"Kaya, what is- "
He freezes in place,
A random guy on top of his son, two other guys, watching them. Huh...?
"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?" he yelled, startling all of the boys. Erik got off of Kaya. "Dad, what- we were study-"
"THIS IS WHAT YOU CALL STUDYING? ARE YOU A FUCKING FAGGOT? WHO THE HELL ARE THESE GUYS? OLDER GUYS FROM SCHOOL? "
Kaya was in utter shock. So were all the other guys. He didn't say anything, just accepted his fate. He knew how his father was. Always angry about something. Never pleased by anything. Kaya's grades and achievements were never enough, his workouts were never enough, the amount of books he read were not enough. Oh and he was super homophobic.
Kaya stood up "D-dad we had a group project-" he whispered, lips trembling. His father kept shouting.
"OH REALLY? A 'GROUP PRJOECT' HUH? HAHAHAA DONT FUCKING MAKE ME LAUGH." He was walking onto Kaya now, towering him, throwing his hands around, a furious look on his face. He looked at the other three.
"OUT! NOW!" and with that Rayan, Dorian and Erik were out of the room.
As soon as they left the room, his father slapped Kaya, knocking him down.
He could feel his whole body trembling in fear and pain. His teary eyes were preventing him from seeing anything. But he didn't have to be able to see to know that his father was looking at him in disgust.
The moment his dad opened his mounth once again to shout, Kaya's mother Ashley walked in. "Josh what the hell? What is going on? Kaya was studying with his friends."
Kaya couldn't hear anything else after that. He just knew they were shouting at eachother. Then Ashley took Josh out of the room and closed the door.
Kaya felt like he was dying, hyperventilating. He could feel that every bone he had was trembling. Tears in his eyes were running down his cheeks and neck. Biting his lips, picking the skin on his arm... This wasn't the first time he was experiencing a panic attack but he didn't "get used to it" either.
Why did his dad have to exaggerate so much?
Is being gay really that much of a horrible thing?
Even so, he didn't have to humiliate him infront of his friend AND bullies like that.
Kaya was so lost in his thoughts that he didn't even realise Erik had entered the room untill he knelt down in front of him.
"Kaya, are you okay?"
Oh his sweet, calming, masculine (huh???) voice.
Erik raised his hand and touched Kaya's cheeck, down to his neck, wiping away his tears.
Kaya flinched at the touch.
It was Erik. It was fine.
"You're safe now, you know right? I won't hurt you."
Yeah, Kaya was okay, he was safe. Erik wouldn't hurt him. His door was locked, no one would see him, judge him.
Judge them.
Erik definetly was saying something to calm him down but he couldn't hear nor understand him. He felt how he was caressing his hand, how close he held him. His hands were everywhere. Normally, Kaya would hate it. But the way his hands moved, touched his hair, his hand. Their fingers intertwined. How those dark eyes looked into his blue-ish green ones.
Kaya had no idea but Erik was trembling as well. How physically close they were was overwhelming him. How hurt and sad Kaya looked was like a dagger to his heart. How could someone, anyone, especially his own father hurt someone like Kaya?
Every detail about him fascinated Erik.
His short dirty blond hair that stick to his forehead because of the sweat. His teary eyes, red face, the way his chest moved while he inhaled and exhaled.
Damn he needed to calm down... and calm Kaya down as well.
Well, fuck, Erik had no idea what to do. He just had to follow his instincts
"Follow me, will you?" asked Erik, putting his free hand on Kaya's chest, which made him whine.
Guiding him through his breathing Kaya seemed to calm down.
"Can you breathe now, is everything alright?" Erik asked, calmly as possible.
"Yeah, it's uhm, it's alright. I-im fine." Kaya said letting go of Erik's hand and getting up, whiping his tears. "Not the first time father hit me ya know."
"Your face is still red though, are you sure you're okey?"
Erik didn't know this but the reason Kaya's face was red wasn't that his father had hit him. It was because of Erik, even though Kaya hated to admit so.
"Thanks." Kaya whispered.
"Anytime." -sweety, wanted to say Erik. But he swallowed it. Damn why was he feeling this flushed. This definetly wasn't him.
"I-i think y'all should leave." said Kaya. He did NOT want to face the other guys at all. Erik -must've got that- said "I'll tell them."
Just when Erik opened the door to leave:
"Thanks again Erik, appreciate it. Just, don't tell anyone okay?" Kaya asked, looking down to his fidgeting fingers. Erik put his hand on Kaya's shoulder, making Kaya raise his head and look directly at him, into his eyes. " Of course I won't Kaya You're my- best friend."
With that, Erik left his room.
Kaya felt like dying, kind off. He wasn't stressed out, his cheeck didn't hurt. Then what was the ache in his hearth for?