SP: The Taste of Vanilla

“Ow” I said with a slight frown, and then looked up at the boy. “Well I guess I am. That was a jolly good show back there Damien” I said and flashed him an ever present smile. Damien rolled his eyes and his eyebrows knitted together as he frowned. He stuffed his hands in his pockets and kicked the snow, thinking about something.

“What are you doing here Damien? I thought you’d be at the party” I asked curiously, honestly curious since I could hear the party still going on from Cartman’s house and even turned to look at said house. When I turned back I found the darker haired boy closer than I could have thought possible in such a quick time. He was straddling me and his face was only inches from mine. My eyes went wide and I felt my face burning with a furious blush.

“D-Damien wh-“ My words were cut off as he pushed his lips against mind in an inexperienced but urgent kiss. I felt his tongue brush against my bottom lip and I opened my mouth before I realized what I was doing. My mind was in ‘what the bloody freak is going on’ mode and just as soon as he had kissed me he wasn’t. It was all very confusing.

“I’ll see you around Pip” He said with a smirk as he pushed himself off of me and threw down something on my lap.  I picked up the thing he had thrown and found that it was an inverted rosary. I slipped it around my neck and sat there in a dazed stupor with a smile on my face long enough for my butt to go numb.

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Pip sat in the classroom, taking notes as the teacher droned on about nothing while I waited outside with a trademark grin on my face. He was going to be so shocked to see me. I had been gone for eight years. We were 17 now and Pip was a senior in high school. Random people in the underworld had tutored me so my education hadn’t lacked while I was gone. I sat on the wall outside of the schools entrance, leaning back on my palms and my eyes closed. The only reason I knew where Pip even was at the moment was because I had done a little ‘reconnaissance’ earlier. I heard the bell ring and opened my eyes to see the kids leaving the school eagerly. I didn’t need to worry about any of them recognizing me since it had been so long and I looked so different than I had before. They all just assumed I was some older guy waiting for his girlfriend to get out of school.

“Damien?!” A shocked voice reached my ears while I was looking out at the students. But then again, there was the one person that he knew would recognize me no matter what. I looked over at the younger boy and couldn’t help but smile when I saw the necklace around his neck. So he still wore it? I took hold of Pip’s wrist and leaned in, kissing the other boy gently at first and almost chuckled when he tensed up almost violently. I broke apart and let his wrist go, turning and moving to walk away. I knew for a fact that if he cared for me the way I did about him he would fallow me.

“Damien, wait” He called after me. I stopped walking for a moment and allowed him to catch up. We walked side by side for a while in silence before Pip decided to continue talking. He rambled on about something trivial, something about some class that he had been in and found interesting and about the different relationships that had come into existence since he had been gone. Finally, after what seemed like forever of small talk he asked what I knew he wanted to ask.

“Why’d you come back Damien?” He asked softly in that adorable British accent, falling silent once more. I raised an eyebrow but continued to smirk. He tugged gently at the strap on his bag and absentmindedly picked at a string.

“Hmm…lets just say I have my reasons,” I said with a gentle smirk as I kissed Pip again, stopping him with a hand around his wrist. This time I didn’t stop when he tensed against me. I continued until he relaxed and even closed his eyes. I flicked my tongue across his lip as I had done so many years ago and I kissed him with an experience gained through years of practice.

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