๒гยเรєร คภ๔ ๒เtє๓คгкร ♂ Eter Only

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"Fine" he said then walked out of the place.

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Salem tossed his ugly bowling shoes on the counter, putting his boots back on and strutted after him, crossing his arms.

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He was on his bike holding his helmet, the picture of perfection.

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Salem looked at him for a second before scowling at his own stupid feelings. He grabbed the helmet and put it on, hopping on behind Mark.

[Етеяиiту]

He looked back and knocked on the helmet "hey, sorry, im no good with dates, Gon kept pestering me to go on one and i dont know i thought you were funny, sorry for you having caught my eye" he said then put his helmet on.

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Salem frowned at him from behind the helmet, "Come back to my house," he told him, wrapping his arms around his waist.

[Етеяиiту]

He smiled slightly, telling the truth always wins. He sped towards Salems house.

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Salem rested his chin on Mark's shoulder. He knew he shouldn't be doing this, shouldn't allow him to get close, but how could this be a mistake? He wanted it.

[Етеяиiту]

Once they pulled up he looked back.

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He removed the helmet and ruffled his hair, "Come on inside," Salem offered gently.

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He nodded and took off his helmet and taking out the keys.

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Salem pulled the house keys from his bag and walked to the door. Why did this feel like some cheesy movie where a girl brings a boy home to her parents?

[Етеяиiту]

He followed him, looking around at the large house thinking /the pack should live here/

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Salem turned around suddenly and kissed him, backing him up against the now closed front door.

[Етеяиiту]

He smiled and kissed him back, his lips were soft and fit against Salems perfectly.

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He took Mark's wrists and pinned them against the door. This was probably not the best way to go about a date, but it was what he knew. They were still kissing, when a soft voice interrupted them.

"Welcome home, Master Shouta," a little maid stood with her hands clasped, watching the two with round brown eyes.

Salem paused mid-kiss, pulling away slightly, "...Not now, Cherice."

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Mark allowed him what he wished, glancing over at the maid and blinking, confused, what was salem all upset about and Shouta he thought he had heard that name before.

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"Your father requested to see you," Cherice blinked and gave a little curtsy.

Salem sighed, looking back at Mark, "Uh, yeah..I'll be right back. Can Cherice show you to my room to wait?"

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"Of course" he said putting his hands back at his sides.

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Salem stepped back, away from him and motioned to the maid, "Please show Mark to my room," he told her, turning and heading down the hall.

Cherice smiled, "Follow me, sir."