My Atypical Wolf (BL)

{Can’t} is all Christian replied.

{COME! or else I’d be really pissed} came a reply from Sebastian.

{I have work to do!} Christian huffed as he hit the send button. It was Sebastian’s fault that he had so much work piled up. Sebastian always managed to distract him from doing his work, either by annoying him or just randomly appearing in his thoughts when he was trying to focus.

{You always have work. Nevermind, I shouldn’t have asked.} That text with a plain face emoji appeared on Christian’s phone.

Christian stared at the screen for a while. He wondered if Sebastian was planning something which fell through because of his refusal. Feeling bad for pushing Sebastian away, Christian texted Sebastian {I’ll be there, but can it be 7:30?}

A moment later his phone beeped {Deal}.

.....

Christian tried harder not to get distracted further as he focussed on getting his job done. He skipped practice today, to keep up with the official processes so that he’d have time to spare in the evening.

Christian had to admit, in some aspects having a crush was better than actually dating Sebastian. Christian had so much work that he wasn’t sure if he’d be able to maintain a proper work life balance if they got serious.

He hoped they would in the future, but he wasn’t sure how much time he would be able to put into the relationship. What he feared more is that Christian’s work will drive them apart from each other, like how his father was distant to their entire family.

After finishing up with his work, while skipping lunch while doing so he headed for Sebastian’s apartment. There before he knocked the door he checked the time in his phone reading 19:28, and sighed in relief that he was just in time. There were muffled noises coming from the other side of the door, and while wondering what might be the cause of that, Christian knocked.

After a few seconds the door was opened by Sebastian who was shirtless and quite sweaty. It was hard to look away from Sebastian, but in the periphery Christian did not miss the bright lights and the loud music signifying that a party was going on. “What’s happening”? Christian couldn’t help but ask, after swallowing his saliva.

“It’s halloween”! Sebastian declared with excitement. “Which reminds me, I probably should have mentioned a costume. You look... bland” Sebastian declared while taking a look at Christian from head to toe.

“I guess like you I should probably take off my shirt then” Christian mumbled sarcastically.

Not that Sebastian missed it, but he wanted to confirm as the loud music was distracting him, “Wait what”?

“Never mind.” Christian shook his head. “Don’t tell me you called me here for this party”?

“Of course?” Sebastian frowned. “Why else would I call you”

Christian opened his mouth, to say what he actually thought. To say that maybe it was something that would be for just the two of them. Not that he minded a party, but he postponed his remaining work onto the next day just for some party. It pissed him off. Taking a deep breath instead he blurted, “Where is the booze”?

Sebastian frowned, being well aware of Christian’s tolerance, but he still showed him the direction to the drinks. Without a word Christian left making Sebastian wonder what was wrong with Christian.

After around four of five shots of vodka, Christian looked around the entire room. He recognised everyone, as all of them were werewolves who were around his age. Even Melanie was there, and so was one of the newest members of their pack Riley.

Christian assumed Sebastian found Riley annoying, which is why he was surprised to see him at this party. What was more surprising was that Sebastian seemed to be having some kind of a casual conversation with Riley at that very moment.

Christian had no idea what came over him, maybe it was the drinks taking down his inhibitions, but he slammed the bottle in front of him, loud enough to attract the attention of the entire party. Even his hand started to bleed, but the booze prevented him from feeling the pain.

“What is wrong with you”? Sebastian, who happened to have appeared right next to him, whisper-shouted at him.

“Go away” Christian brushed him off while looking for another, fresh bottle of alcohol.

“Christian you should stop, you’re bleeding” Sebastian tried to stop him, but Christian tried to keep swatting him away, getting blood on Sebastian’s body in the process. When Sebastian noticed Christian was still bleeding, he realised that the piece of glass was still in there, thus preventing Christian from healing, along with alcohol, obviously.

Sebastian looked around the room, to find lingering gazes at their commotion so he grabbed Christian’s hand really hard and dragged him to his bedroom, the one place that was off limits to the entire party. Thank goodness he had installed sound proof walls cause he was about to be really pissed, “What the hell is going on with you!? You have been acting weird ever since you got here”! Sebastian shouted, despite trying his best not to yell too much.

“Maybe it wouldn’t have ended up like this if you didn’t trick me into coming here”! Christian spat in his drunken haze.

“Tricked you?” Sebastian frowned. “I never tricked you”! Sebastian argued.

“You didn’t need me at this party! At all! You were having fun chatting with everyone just as well without me in here! You guilt tripped me into coming here”! Christian’s voice got louder.

“Chatting with whom”? Sebastian frowned.

“I dunno, Riley”? Christian shrugged.

“I was sitting right next to you while you chugged down on an entire bottle. I didn’t even invite him, why the hell would I be chatting with him”!? Sebastian groaned.

Christian blinked. Did he see wrong because he was so drunk? It was possible. But still, he was still so angry. “Why did you call me here. You didn’t need me here”? Christian argued.

“Well, I thought it would be nice to have my boyfriend at a party I am throwing. Clearly you’d rather be somewhere else. Just go home, or crash here if you’d like. If you hate so much being here I won’t call you from the next time onwards” Hurt, Sebastian mumbled.

He was about to leave when Chirstian’s word stopped him. “I don’t hate being here. I hate other’s being here”.

Sebastian turned around, “What do you mean”?

“I thought you wanted to spend the evening with me” Christian admitted finally.

“I did,” Sebastian clarified.

“Not with others around” Chirstian clarified further.

“Wait, so that’s why you are so pissed”? Sebastian raised an eyebrow. “It’s just a party, who knew you were so possessive” he scoffed.

“I don’t get to give us a lot of time. I just want the time we spend together to be special. That’s all” Christian admitted, while still being dazed due to alcohol. Christian tried to shake his head to clear off his mind, but was stopped midway once he felt a pair of lips on his.