(OWEN) A learning curve

[ALEX PYOTER VETER]

Perhaps he as overthinking things it was a library study session – it wasn’t as though he’d asked Owen to a dance or on a date. So why his entire wardrobe was sprawled in a messy mountain across his bedroom floor was beyond him – he just couldn’t shake the excited feeling of butterflies at the prospect of seeing the beautiful siren boy again. Owen had been so sweet at the fountain, and Alex blushed as he remembered the compliments Owen had paid him – suddenly feeling guilty over the lack he’d given the Siren in return… He’d just been so shell shocked over the fact that somebody could possibly find him attractive (or as Owen had called him) gorgeous... Holding up his favourite red checked shirt he shrugged at Grey who sat haphazardly on his side of the room away from the bombsite that made up Alex’s half.

“Does that make me look chubby?” he asked “I mean I like red, I look good in red, but still chubby is not good – oh god I can’t wear this.” He suddenly said before he frowned at himself.
“Oh my god I’m ridiculous, why am I freaking out, I’m going to the library not to dinner.” he said. Greyson shrugged and returned to his DS.

“Yeah, real helpful dude.” Murmured Alex sourly before he picked up the exact same shirt but in blue – “I like this one.”
Finally he’d made it out of the dorm room with his history books in tucked under his arm and a hand trying to tame his messy hair he was slowly becoming a nervous wreck in skinny grey jeans. The clock read quarter to six and as he approached the big library doors and stepped inside he suddenly felt his nerves disappear, dissipating into complacent lull as he made his way to one of the tables. The very thought of seeing Owen again was as calming as it was nerve wracking and as he settled his books down – and reorganized them twice he excitedly waited for Owen to arrive.

[OWEN ELIJAH ASHKEVRON]

 you are water...

Owen was currently rifling through his wardrobe, trying to find something suitable to wear for his first study session with Alex, which was harder than it had originally been thought to be, seeing as the Siren wanted to make an impression on the Vila. Everything had to be just right, but here Owen was critiquing every single object of clothing he possessed. That shirt made him look pale, that sweater made him look chubby, those jeans were too baggy, those shoes are too plain, that t-shirt is too... pink?

After about half an hour of doing this, he just stopped, slammed the doors of the wardrobe and stomped away to sit on his bed. Sighing, he thought about some of the other clothes he had that were still hidden in his suitcase that was stored under his bed, where his roommate couldn't reach them. Those clothes were his "date clothes" and he had never worn anything in that suitcase before.

Shuffling off the bed and onto the floor, Owen commando crawled under his bed and pushed various boxes of books, movies and filed paperwork out of the way before grabbing his suitcase and pulling it out into the open before retreating from the dark place that was the underside of his bed. He unzipped the suitcase and opened the top, smiling at the new options he had. The Siren rummaged through the clothes for a few minutes before settling on a white tight-fitting checked shirt, a pair of black grunge-style skinny jeans with various rips and frays at the knee and a pair of black Converse sneakers.

Once he was changed into his clothes, he looked himself up and down in the mirror before frowning. There was obviously something missing, so he walked back over to his wardrobe and opened it again, looking at the overhead shelf space where he kept his accessories. Taking out a black trilby hat, his "Nerdy Specs" and his Batman belt, he closed the doors to his wardrobe and walked back over to the mirror. He ruffled his hair a little bit and put the trilby on his head before putting on his specs, which gave him a more distinguished look (even if they weren't real glasses). Looping the belt around his waist, he looked himself up and down again, smirking at his reflection. He looked good in this new outfit. Hopefully it would grab Alex's attention because he really wanted to impress the Vila boy.

Grabbing his dorm key and his history books, he departed the dorm room, making his way through the school and into the library, ignoring the sluts staring at him as he walked past. Once inside, he scanned the room. His eyes landed on Alex immediately and he held back a giggle as he watched the Vila boy rearranging the order of his books. Everything he did was adorable and Owen just wanted to give him a hug. After watching the boy for a few more moments, he walked over and put his books down in a pile next to Alex's neatly arranged line of texts.

"Hey Alex! You ready to learn some stuff?" he greeted his friend, smiling genuinely and looking the boy up and down. He looked really good in blue. Like... super hot. For a moment, Owen's mind went blank, but he shook himself out of it and sat down across from Alex. He just hoped that he looked good enough for Alex to notice.

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[ALEX PYOTER VETER]

Footsteps slowly approached his table, and at the sound of an excitingly familiar voice Alex jumped – dropping the book he was yet again arranging with a resonating thud across the table – standing up from his chair Alex grinned as Owen stood before him and for a moment Alex’s jaw fell agape. Owen looked amazing, tight skinny jeans and cute oversized glasses suited him and Alex blushed as he caught himself starring only to smirk as he noticed the batman belt hanging around Owens hips.

“Hey Bruce Wayne, your secret’s out.” He said nodding approvingly at the choice of belt as he settled in his seat again shifting his notebook to the top of the pile and taking out his trusty lid chewed biro as Owen asked him if he was ready to learn. Oh he was but history was suddenly the last thing on his mind.
“Oh definitely,” he nodded though he did wonder how he’d even be able to pay attention to the history books with Owen sitting across from him looking breathtakingly gorgeous and sweet with those glasses sitting on the bridge of his nose. Nope, there was no way he was learning anything, he was officially doomed.

“So last thing we studied were the Greeks,” said Alex quickly as he opened the text book, casting his gaze across the page, wrinkling his brow with reknewed confusion as the weird names and numbers seemed to blur into one.
“but I get so confused with all the dates and the names,” said Alex chuckling nervously, “and then there’s structuring the arguments in my essays – which I really suck at, I’m so one sided with them.” He felt himself beginning to ramble his tone was quickening and his cheeks were already burning with embarrassment. Already Alex was convinced Owen thought him as stupid, he wouldn’t blame Owen for giving up on him, after all what idiot couldn’t grasp history!
“Heh s-sorry,” he said slowing down the pace of his speech, “I bet I seem so dumb.”

[OWEN ELIJAH ASHKEVRON]

 you are water...

Owen noticed Alex's jaw going slack for a moment and blushed heavily, flattered that the Vila boy would react to him in such a way. It was still a new feeling, knowing that someone found him attractive, yet he still had his doubts about that. Having a low self-esteem didn't help Owen's perception of himself.

"Yeah, well... you can't keep secrets forever. One day, you'll get caught out." he replies, shrugging and smiling warmly at the other boy.

Owen listened intently as Alex talked him through what he was meant to be studying, so that the Siren had a rough outline of what he would have to help the Vila boy out with. Coincidentally, Greek History was one of Owen's favourite sections of the entire subject. All the stories and legends of the Gods and Godesses of Olympus and all the different creatures like Minotaurs and Hydra and Cerberus and those awful Titans.

"Ah, Greek History is awesome. Not the easiest part of history to study though because of all the contradictions and complicated names and situations. If we work hard, you'll probably be able to get it. You just need to focus." Owen explained, smiling softly at Alex across the table. "Will you stop putting yourself down? You're perfect just the way you are. Some people just aren't meant for debates. It doesn't make you dumb, Alex."

Reaching over the table, he lays his hand on top of Alex's, looking his straight in the eyes, his gaze gentle and comforting.

"You aren't stupid because you can't grasp something. Everyone has strengths and weaknesses. Take me, for example. I excel in History, but if you asked me to tell you the square root of Pi, I would probably burst into floods of tears and run away in shame."

Shrugging, he takes his hand away from Alex's slowly, grazing his fingers gently over the Vila's hand as he pulled away. He never once broke eye contact, but his cheeks went slightly pink as a blush started to form. Alex's eyes were beautiful, just like the rest of him.

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[ALEX PYOTER VETER]

“True, true, but don’t worry I’ll keep your identity a secret…” he said as if in consideration before he grinned impishly, “maybe.” He said with a sly wink.

As Owen settled into the seat next to him, still taken by the siren’s handsomeness Alex returned his smile easily, it was so easy to settle in Owens presence he didn’t feel the usually innate desire to drum his fingers on the table or investigate ever distractible noise the room offered, it was strangely peaceful and he liked it, his attention was completely held. But concentration was an entirely different matter especially with Owen sat across from him contradicting years of put downs from previous teachers and his own family. Quickly Alex decided he liked being told he wasn’t useless and the perfect comment made his stomach fill with butterflies and his cheeks flush.

“I um,” for a moment he was tongue tied, and as Owen placed his hand gently over his Alex was sure he felt something akin to a static shock, as if a tiny surge of electricity painless yet still noticeable had passed between them and with their eyes locked in gaze Alex found himself fighting the almost compulsive urge to suddenly lace their fingers together and pull Owen closer. Entirely instinctual was it that he pondered for a moment whether it was a Vila thing or a development of his already interested feelings in the boy. It was both simultaneously scary and enticing how he drawn to Owen.

“-You know if you keep doing that I’ll never be able to concentrate.” He said with a soft giggle, shrugging dramatically as Owen revealed his lack of prowess in numeracy.
“Oh man, I was just going to ask you that as well, we’re just going to have to call this whole thing off.” He said cheekily, “but math ew,” said Alex scrunching up his nose, “ ahh well no one likes Math unless your dream job was accountancy, then that sucks.” Though he couldn’t imagine Owen trapped behind a stuffy desk, Alex decided it wouldn’t suit him at all and that the amazing boy in front of him deserved a job that was exciting – or at least more interesting than crunching numbers.
He was drawn out of his thoughts as Owens touch drew away from his hand, though fingers lingered over his own grazing them delicatly and for a moment their gazes locked for a second to long – Alex blushed and fought the pout that seemed so set on falling across his lips as Owen finally removed his hand.

For a moment his mind fell blank as his gaze flickered from the brightness of Owens eye’s to the fullness of his lips, he blinked in panic as he searched for a Greek topic to kick off the session with. “So u-um,” he stuttered, glancing down to compose himself “the last thing we looked at were the Demi gods,” he offered lamely “they’re kind of cool, we ended up in a class debate over their representation in the old stories,” said Alex, “arguing whether they were actually god kids or whether the old human poets just used that as a way to describe supernatural creatures back then… I'm not sure what to think really."

So much sexual tension - jeez guys get it together. Trying to show Alex's vila's abillities recognising Owen as his match but I'm not sure if it came across enough : / ah well.

muse list because shout out to the songs that made this post epic.
you had me at hello - ADTR
skinny love - Birdy
enchanted - taylor swift
ho hey - the lumineers

[OWEN ELIJAH ASHKEVRON]

 you are water...

As soon as Owen's hand touched Alex's, there had been a spark. He didn't know what it was for certain, but he had a few theories; some more likely than others. His first theory was that it was just his nerves getting the better of him, which seemed like a valid theory, seeing as he couldn't help but be nervous around the Vila boy because of his extraordinarily beautiful appearance and adorkably awkward personality. His second theory was a static shock. It was simple, but also highly likely, given the large amount of students who had power over electricity. The third theory was the least likely and therefore wasn't even worth thinking about because it would be impossible to tell until he mastered his song.

Passing the shock off as a static shock, he got his mind off the subject and back to Alex and the tutoring that was meant to be taking place. He grinned as he faded back into concentration and caught his companion's reaction to their previously touching hands, blushing at the Vila's words. When he cracked a joke at the Siren's lack of math skills, he giggled.

"Pfft... nobody wants to be an accountant, not even accountants. Most of the time they're forced into it by their family because the pay is good or because it's a family occupation." Owen says, smirking at Alex. "In all honesty, I want to be a teacher. A music teacher, to be exact."

Conversation flowed easily between the two boys and Owen was content with the hushed chatter they were exchanging. He was never one for small-talk, but just because it was Alex he was talking to made it bearable. Suddenly, Alex was all about his tutoring and Owen smiled in amusement at the change in attitude.

"Well, that debate is an easy one. Gods and Goddesses are real beings and if they ever had children with mortals, then there is a fifty-fifty chance that the child inherit powers of their own, but there are also close links between powers of Greek Gods and some supernatural species' powers. There has never been a set answer, so it's all just theory. Think what you want, just back the point up with the fact that neither side's point has been proven as fact because you can't just pop back in time and ask the poets what their inspiration was and Gods and Goddesses don't mate with humans, so you have nothing to compare to."

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[ALEX PYOTER VETER]

“Poor accountants,” said Alex “Now I feel incredibly bad for them, new found respect really.” He joked. So Owen had a passion for music, it fitted him and his sense of patience and the way he spoke so clearly and softly gave him the ability to be a good teacher.
“Do you play many instruments?” he asked curiously, “I wish I could, like unless you count the triangle – actually no lets count the triangle it’s clearly a very important and impressive instrument.” He laughed with mock seriousness in his tone.

Alex personally had some ideas on what he wanted to be once he grew up, but that was his problem – he had too many ideas. He wished he was as sure as Owen, but every couple of months one idea became to decidedly boring or another idea came that was just that little bit more interesting to him, and thus leaving the first idea’s about his future life abandoned. Teaching had been something he’d thought of before though the thought of ungrateful kids and giving out detention after detention was off putting. Teaching art sounded fun though; at least he could give them obscure tasks and claim creativity… But then writing had always appealed to him as well..

“I like the idea of writing; I don’t know what yet, maybe journalism.” He smiled he shook his head he still had time to decide, he was only seventeen he had ages … He hoped. “I could totally be an investigative reporter.” He smirked, he was after all good at sticking his nose into things he shouldn’t.. The forest… sneaking out in general…
Taking his pen he nodded as Owen spoke making tiny little notes in quick hand, Owen explained things so well he seemed to radiate intelligence.

“Good point, that really makes sense,” he smiled leaving little reminder notes in red biro. “True true, time travel would make this so much easier… Why has nobody invented that yet...”
Finishing another note the theory suddenly seemed a bit simpler and although he knew he had a long way to go before he was getting A’s it seemed a little bit more realistic, than it had an hour ago.
“You know, you’re going to make a good teacher,” said Alex, “Oh, this can be like your test, if you can survive a tutoring session you’re definitely teacher material.” He chuckled, “I do mean it though, you’re patient and I think I’m starting to understand it more.” He was already beginning to think of idea’s for his homework, maybe he wasn’t dumb after all, he just needed that little bit of extra help…
“So thank you,” he smiled shyly.

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[OWEN ELIJAH ASHKEVRON]

 you are water...

Giggling at Alex's comment about his new-found respect for accountancy, Owen moved his hand closer to the Vila's absentmindedly. The Siren couldn't help but watch Alex's lips move as he spoke. They were captivating and it was super distracting.

"I play the piano and the guitar. I just sort of... grasped the general idea of how to play them and I learned how to read sheet music last year." he replied, shrugging. "You know, people make jokes about it, but the triangle is a very important instrument and it is one of the hardest instruments to play properly."

Listening to Alex talk was one thing that he had realised that he loved doing, but another was just sitting in silence and studying his features while he was deep in thought. The concentration on his face and the way he wrinkled his knows, slightly furrowed his brow and narrowed his eyes slightly just made him look adorable. Owen knew that he was developing a crush on Alex and he didn't care. The boy was beautiful inside and out and he would spend all his time with the Vila boy if he could, just to see him smile and to make him believe that he was smart in his own way and help him understand just how beautiful he was.

"Journalism is a very good career." Owen says, smiling at Alex. "Definitely better than accountancy."

Owen's heart swelled with pride at Alex's words. Being told that he really could be a teacher and having his tutelage praised just made his dream look a little bit more realistic. Grinning, he looked at Alex with an expression of gratitude.

"No, thank you. You've literally made my day. You're an amazing person, you know?"

Unable to stop himself, he laid his hand atop Alex's again, feeling the same spark from before, but ignoring it again. His brain had other ideas though, as he started talking again, not fully aware of what he was saying.

"You're beautiful; inside and out and you have the prettiest eyes I've ever seen. You shouldn't let anyone tell you that you're not perfect because you are. You're absolutely, one-hundred percent perfect."

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[ALEX PYOTER VETER]

“Exactly!” agreed Alex, who remembered long days in his elementary school sitting at the back clanging away at the triangle while the poor frustrated teacher yelled at the group to calm down. “You’ll just have to show me how to use it properly then, when you’re a super successful music teacher.”
He could just imagine Owen sitting behind a piano his fingers moving delicately over the keys, or holding a guitar the musician image suited the siren well especially as Alex imagined Owen with his gaze concentrated looking oh so suave, it was very attractive image and the Vila suddenly found himself blushing again and his cheeks were once again flushed with pink. It didn’t help matters that Owen seemed to be studying him or at least something - did he have something in his teeth? Jeez he probably did, how embarrassing.

Opening his mouth to speak Alex stopped short blinking with slight confusion as the siren began to gush with an expression that read pure thankfulness. And it was simply adorable, though Alex didn’t understand why surely Owen knew how amazing he was. He could he not? Well clearly somebody had to let him know and was Alex was more than happy to be that person, so he smiled warmly.

“Don’t thank me, you’ve just got this amazing way of explaining things definitely brilliant teacher material.” He smiled as he felt Owens hand graze his own again, ignoring the immadiate static shock that yet again tingled across his skin. He was definitely beginning to feel something for the older boy a developing crush yet it felt stronger than a fleeting attraction, as if they were drawn together like two opposite ends of a magnet. “And I bet you could really make a difference.”

He cocked his head to one side and giggled at the compliments shaking his head, he wasn’t perfect in any sense of the word he was loud annoying and far too distractible for his own good. And to have part of him considered beautiful - hell all of him - was a new experience for the Vila and to be honest he wasn’t entirely sure how to take it. It was almost too good to be true, to find someone in the school that could be even the tiniest bit interested in him sounded more like a dream than reality yet - hear he was sat with one of the most gorgeous guys he’d ever laid eyes upon receiving compliments on the beauty of his eyes. What if it was some sort of crazy dream?
Yet he couldn’t escape the warm fuzzy feeling it gave him to hear such things, and a grin settled across his lips like it always seemed to when he was around Owen.

“Oh I’m anything but,” he laughed glancing down at his notes feeling the butterflies return to his stomach, “you on the other hand, you’re brilliant,” countered Alex as if it was common knowledge “you’re patient and I-I’ve never met anyone who can get me to concentrate like this.” Said Alex gesturing to the page full of notes. “I think you’re one of the smartest people I’ve ever met and for the record...” he let his voice trail shyly for a moment “y-you’ve got an amazing smile.”

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[OWEN ELIJAH ASHKEVRON]

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All the compliments that Alex was giving him were making him blush harder and harder. He was almost tomato red when Alex professed that he wasn't perfect and that just frustrated Owen immensely. How could this beautiful boy not know just how amazing he was? It was a travesty and the Siren boy was going to make it his mission to make Alex understand just how perfect he really was.

"Alex... stop. Y-you really don't believe you're perfect, do you?" he asked, a sad look in his eyes at the thought. "Well, I'm the smartest person you know, so I know what I'm talking about. You are not only the nicest person I know; you're modest, have no pretenses, have a charming personality and... well... you're absolutely drop-dead gorgeous."

Hearing Alex's comment about his smile had him at a loss of words. He literally froze, his jaw slightly agape in shock. This beautiful creature had openly flirted with him and he had no idea how to respond. Giving Alex compliments was about building up the guy's self confidence, but he had already found himself crushing on the slightly younger boy hard and now he was getting compliments back. This was usually the point in the movies that the guy would ask the girl on a date, but there was no girl in the equation, he didn't know how to tackle it.

"W-well... th-thank you, Alex." he stammered, going beet red at the compliment. He considered just staying quiet, but his lips were moving and words were coming out again.

"Would you maybe want to go to dinner with me sometime?" he asked abruptly.

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[ALEX PYOTER VETER]

Many would argue that Alex’s cocky disregard for the rules – well he and Grey’s- was due to a generally high confidence level and a good amount of self-esteem. It wasn’t, his self-esteem was low tiny even and he’d never had a lot of confidence in himself or his abilities thanks to a childhood of supressing and repressing his powers and having his insecurities berated. He was sure his father hated him as he made his disdain for his son known any chance the old man was given. Alex didn’t blame him entirely though – strangely he understood in a weird way he got it. Needless to say years of it had taken its toll on the young Vila who’d grown comfortable in his rut, he didn’t need to be seen as attractive or ‘perfect’ not when he could laugh most things off turn it into a sarcastic comment, it had worked well for him so far, people didn’t ask to many questions that way and if he feigned nonchalance most of the idiots of the world left him alone.

His thoughts froze as Owen, spoke again. The range of compliments Owen was sending him was therefore simultaneously confusing and wonderful. No one had ever said things like that to him before, and the strangely warm fuzzy feeling kept returning as his blush slowly subsided. He chuckled softly as the red tints darkened on Owens cheeks making the handsome Siren look positively adorable.
He shook his head softly as Owen asked him, though a tiny smile still played at his lips.

“You’re going to give me such an ego,” he chuckled, “I like it though; and since you’re the smartest I guess you do know what you’re talking about.”
His school work had completely gone out the window now, pushed to the back of his mind as all his thoughts could muster was how amazingly kind and gorgeous the Siren was especially as Owens eyes widened with his own sense of surprise his lips slightly agape, perplex suited him – though most emotions did – except sadness which was something Alex never wanted Owen to be.

Alex’s eyes widened from the suddenness of the statement, of course the thought of asking the Siren on a date had crossed his mind after the two had met in the fountain but he’d worried too much over thought it, until he’d convinced himself the Siren would have rejected him. He was ecstatic to be wrong and a fresh grin broke across his features. He’d been asked on a date and not just by anyone by an incredibly smart and sweet siren with sea green eyes and a gorgeous smile.

“With me?" he asked as another blush settled across his cheeks "That – that would be great,” said Alex brightly, “I’d really love that Owen.”
He felt lighter than air, like one of those teenage girls from those dumb movies he made fun of.
"Well I think it's safe to say, Greeks are so out the window." he laughed closing his book, there was no way he could concentrate now anyway.

[OWEN ELIJAH ASHKEVRON]

 you are water...

A bright grin made it's way onto Owen's features when he heard Alex accept his offer of a dinner date. He couldn't help but feel giddy as he listened to Alex talk about how the study session was out the window now that they were both thinking about the date that would be going down in the near future.

"Yeah, there's no way I'm going to be able to concentrate on tutoring you right now." he replied, his smile only getting wider as he gazed into the Vila's beautiful eyes. This boy was bewitchingly beautiful and the Siren couldn't believe for a second that he had landed a date with him.

Many thoughts started trickling through his mind and there were a couple of questions he wanted to ask. The first one being the most important.

"What's your favourite cuisine? Italian? Chinese? Something else? Choose your favourite and I'm taking you to a restaurant that serves it. I'm going to treat you like the absolutely perfect creature you are for the entire night."

Owen couldn't help his babbling. He was just too excited and when he got excited, he got hyperactive and regressed into a toddler-like happiness. That was what brought on his next question. Standing and walking around the table, he leaned against the chair next to the Vila and tentatively spoke.

"A-Alex? C-Can I hug you? I kind of really want to and... a-and have since I walked into the library. When I first saw you before, I swear my heart stopped for a moment. You are just... w-well... b-beautiful."

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[ALEX PYOTER VETER]

He couldn’t keep the grin off of his lips, his stomach the nervous butterflies had settled into a warm glowing feeling of innate happiness as his mind was racing into overdrive. This amazingly smart guy had asked him out; he bit his lip softly and blinked, as if he testing reality, it was still real, not some crazy hallucination. There was no sarcastic comment he could muster no joke ready on his tongue he was both shell shocked and euphoric drizzled with the excitement and elation of what the date could bring, and what it could begin.

“Chinese is great, I can’t really use chopsticks though, so no judging!” he said playfully laughing nervously, knowing that he’d have to settle for the consolation fork didn’t scream impressive or well cultured – his friends from home would tease him all the time when they grabbed some Thai or Chinese but it wasn’t his fault he couldn’t help being cack handed “Heh, there’s this great place in the town though,” he stuttered knowing he was falling into another ramble. “I mean, if you don’t mind us going there?” he blushed again at the beautiful comment.

And then Owen stood up walking round to the other end of the table eyes following him Alex looked up with curious amusement as Owen appeared next to him leaning on the chair. Alex cocked his head to oneside and smiled up at the siren boy staring into his beautiful green eyes he nodded enthusiastically jumping up from his seat. “Yes!” he said perhaps a little to over eagerly, he stepped forward “Hell, if I’m beautiful then that must make you gorgeous.” He said drawing Owen into a hug, he giggled softly as the weird static feeling tickled his exposed skin. As if his body recieving a signal of some sort that drew him closer to the siren boy, he couldn't put a finger on the emotion that settled across him as he found himself in Owens arms. Complacentcy? Belonging? It felt completely and utterly right and it was almost scary how deeply drawn to the siren he was.

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[OWEN ELIJAH ASHKEVRON]

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The static feeling came back tenfold as soon as his chest connected with Alex's. The way their bodies fit together was perfection, but this wasn't a thought pattern that usually traced itself out before a first date. For some weird reason, Owen was having visions of graduations, white picket fences and children. That definitely wasn't something that was casually brought up after asking someone on a first date.

Hugging Alex had literally caused Owen's heart to skip a beat and he just couldn't understand why this interaction was so perfect. It felt so right and yet he knew it was too early to be having those feelings. Nevertheless, they were there. He just didn't know what to do.

Pulling away slightly to listen to Alex's words, he smiled at the Vila boy, looking into his eyes. Momentarily, he was seeing flashes of other teens laughing at Alex's inability to use chopsticks while attempting to eat Thai food. Blinking rapidly, he tried to get over the strange sensation by shamelessly flirting with Alex a little more.

"Oh please, I'm nowhere near as gorgeous as you are." he replied, a serious look on his face, his eyes unblinking, never taking his gaze away from the beautiful orbs that were Alex's eyes.

"Who says you'll need to use chopsticks? I know how to use them, so I could easily just feed you. That's a romantic date-type thing I could pull out of the bag, right?"

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[ALEX PYOTER VETER]

The left side of his lip turned up into a cheeky smirk as he stared up at the siren boy. Quirking an eyebrow at the thought of Owen feeding him, if it was anyone else he could imagine the image being cringy but Owen just made it seem endearing. He was utterly adorable; especially when he smiled with those gorgeous red lips of his –well it just lit his whole face and made him look even more enchantingly handsome. Alex laughed softly, he nodded non the less.
“You’re just full of surprises,  musical genius, handsome, expert chopstick user, really is there anything you can’t do?” he teased with a playful wink, turning his voice up an octave as he feigned a dramatic tone “I mean really what can I bring to this, well other than devilishly good looks of course and a great sense of humour.” He chuckled again.
While he was entirely okay with spending the rest of the session snuggled against Owen – honestly he had no problem with that... Alex knew he had to break away lest the moment become awkward or he said something stupid. Alex smiled softly and drew away from the Siren boy letting his hand gently trail down Owens wrist until he laced the siren’s fingers with his own. He leant against the back of chair contently.
“So, how does this Friday sound?” he asked, “we could meet at six,” he suggested. Rolling his eyes as a group of younger students hurried past giggling at them.
"Take a picture, it'll last longer." Alex dead panned shaking his head at the group, "at least their not hurling abuse, so good for them." he said with sarcastic optimism.
"- Anyway, friday, totally good for Friday, or any day really.".

[OWEN ELIJAH ASHKEVRON]

 you are water...

Owen had absolutely no idea when or how his feelings had multiplied so quickly, but just after a few short seconds of hugging Alex, he could imagine doing that for the rest of his life. For him it felt wonderful, but nobody else would see it that way. It would just sound weird and possibly a little insane. He would keep this to himself for now, but the feelings would still be present.

As he listened to the Vila talk him up, he chuckled a little bit. Here Alex was, talking about how amazing Owen was, when he himself was the definition of perfection. It was sacrilegious.

"Now you listen to me, Alex. There are many things that I can't do and the most aggravating one is being unable to convince you just how amazingly perfect you are. You aren't fooling me with your fake narcissism. Believe in yourself. I know I do."

As Alex pulled away and entwined their fingers together, Owen grinned to himself. He hadn't expected Alex to hold his hand. He'd thought Alex would just pull away, but yet here he was holding his hand. It just didn't seem real. The only thing that was cluing Owen in that this was real life was the static feeling that was now only being felt in his arm, pulsating up and down. He didn't understand what it was, but he didn't hate the feeling either. In fact, he rather liked it.

Taking his mind away from the feeling in his arm, he listened to Alex inquire about whether Friday was a good day for their date. He was about to answer when he noticed some younger students walk by, gawking at them with wide eyes and childish giggles as they passed. Rolling his eyes, he turned to Alex in an attempt to ignore the fact that the two of them had an audience, but that didn't work in his favour. Alex had called them out. He made a joke out of it afterwards, but it was obvious that the attention bugged him. He would have brought it up if the Vila boy hadn't started talking again.

Once Alex finally stopped talking and waited for Owen to answer, the Siren placed a hand on the Vila's lips.

"Shhh... yes, Friday is great." he replied, smiling fondly at Alex. "You don't have to be so nervous, Alex. I like you already. Remember, I asked you on a date. Don't doubt yourself, okay?"

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[ALEX PYOTER VETER]

His sudden flustered nature driven by both the now (thankfully) disappearing audience of children and his hasty suggestions (seriously why couldn’t he ever just channel cool and interesting instead of weird and awkward) had seeped to the surface and just as he was about to rattle on into another lengthy ramble he stopped short as Owen placed a hand against his lips effectively silencing him. Go Owen, teachers had been trying for years they’d probably chase up the boy and interrogate him for his secrets. Suddenly Alex felt calmer, settled in the fact that Owen didn’t instantly think he was a weirdo – well he probably did but he seemed to be finding it terribly endearing.

For a moment he pouted beneath Owen’s palm before his lips twitched into a warm smile. Owen liked him, though it wasn’t as though Alex truly needed the confirmation Owen was right, he had been the one who’d asked Alex on a date and had been paying him all those amazing compliments yet hearing it was something else entirely. With his free hand he placed it over Owens and gently took it away from his mouth though he didn’t let go and he kept gaze fixed on the amazing boy in front of him and his beautiful sea green eyes, Alex had quickly decided he very liked holding Owens hand – well hands. Even as that strange static feeling radiated like an electric pulse, if he'd felt cheesier he'd have labelled it magnetic as if it was drawing the two of them together.

“Well I can promise it’ll be something I work on,” he said shyly, self belief, he could do that! “I can’t wait for Friday, we could um- explore the town afterwards if you’d like?” he suggested “Or grab some coffee somewhere – well hot chocolate I don’t think I need any caffeine…” he laughed, “parents never let me drink it, rude of them really – honestly you have one bad starbucks incident,” he stopped himself short, “but that’s a story for another time.” He laughed.

[OWEN ELIJAH ASHKEVRON]

 you are water...

The static feeling that Owen was getting from touching Alex was suddenly not as bad anymore, for some reason. It felt like his body had gotten used to the strange feeling, but instead of just going away, it just felt slightly duller and his body didn't seem to like it. He felt himself moving ever so slightly closer to Alex, his body's instincts chasing the static buzz.

If Alex hadn't have started talking when he did, Owen would most probably have ended up pressing the Vila boy up against the bookcase. Although the thought made him shiver in content, he felt that an action such as that would be unwelcome so early in their shifting relationship, although his instincts were screaming at him to get closer.

Getting himself under control, he nodded at Alex's ideas and replied with his opinion.

"How about we do both? We could have Chinese, then we could go for a walk in town and grab a drink at this nice little cafe I know." Owen offered, a smile gracing his lips. "Although, if we're going to date, you have to know that I'm not a coffee person. It's tea all the way for me."

Unable to stop the giggle that emitted from him, Owen continued with a little bit of knowledge.

"Alex, the amount of sugar and caffeine that is in one mug of hot chocolate is considerably more likely to send you into a hyperactive frenzy than a cup of coffee. You'd be better off with a cup of tea. There is less chance that you will go crazy on that than with coffe or hot chocolate."

Owen's mind was urging him to keep Alex around because his subconscious obviously knew something he didn't yet. Confused at this, he looked around in an attempt to find something else to concentrate on so he could ignore his inner voice. His eyes fell on the clock on the far side of the library which said that their study session had run over by five minutes. Turning back to Alex, his face softened from a concentrated look to a look of disappointment.

"Our session has run over and I have to go do my latest assignment before tomorrow." he said sadly. "I'll see you on Friday?"

He really wanted to kiss Alex goodbye, but he settled for a peck on the cheek and leaned in to do so, just hoping Alex didn't pull away.

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[ALEX PYOTER VETER]

He held Owens gaze fighting every urge to glance away with reknewed shyness as for a second silence lapsed, as Owen shifted closer Alex felt himself basking in the pleasant static feeling that returned almost instantly. Suddenly his subconscious was running on Vila instinct urging him to draw Owen closer to see how they’d fit together and Alex froze in his thoughts eyes widening a smidgen at their intensity, before he quickly spoke again, launching into another distraction stop him doing something stupid. He chuckled lightly at Owens little factoid and the Sirens cute little giggle enjoying the way Owens eyes lit with mirth and the way his lip twitched at the corners mid giggle, he listened as the siren explained.

“Well that explains a lot of things then,” said Alex thoughtfully remembering a childhood of his parents tearing their hair out over his troublesome antics – like the time he accidentally flooded the kitchen trying to make breakfast for his mom or that one time he broke the bookcase in a competitive sibling wide game of the floor is made of lava – though surely not all of them were hot chocolate infused – whether that made it worse or better he didn’t know.

“well if we are going to date," he grinned cheekily, "You’ll just have to show me what’s good I’ve never really drank tea before.” Said Alex “I mean if we’re wholly serious about curbing my hot chocolate problem,” said Alex before his mind began analysing Owens words if they were going to date did that mean it was going to be an ongoing thing, Alex could only hope (and think of ways to not scare away the gorgeous siren boy in front of him).
Alex tried to mask the flurry of disappointment, had they really spent all their allotted time together? It had only seemed like five minutes had passed since he and Owen had sat down and attempted history. Time couldn’t have past that quickly, surely? Stupid clock, stupid time.

“Oh ugh yeah sure,” he said quickly, “sorry, my bad assignments so come first, I don’t want to distract you to much – that would be really …” he let his tone trail of as his babble subsided and he nodded as Owen mentioned Friday, “...I really can’t wait,” he smiled.
As Owen shift closer Alex blinked before he realized Owen was leaning in, moving closer he squeezed the boys hands gently as he felt Owens lips press against his cheek. Was it selfish to wish for more, yet he couldn’t he couldn’t have those thoughts so quickly, they’d only just met and any sudden intensity would surely send Owen running. Alex didn’t want to lose him, Owen seemed amazing, not only was he smart but he was so kind and patient.
He drew away and reached sideways for his books over balancing his weight to one side he tripped against his chair. He held back a curse, it was okay, play it cool after all it was all about the recovery… Swiftly Alex plucked up his books and tucked them under his arm.
“Have fun with your assignment,” said Alex “And I’ll see you Friday,” he grinned stopping short for a moment as if he was considering something, quickly Alex darted in for another hug enjoying the way he slotted against Owen almost perfectly and the feel of his arms around the Siren boy.

Ignoring the static buzz that seemed to fuel his instinct to stay there, Alex reluctantly pulled away.
“I’ll um see you Friday,” he repeated with a wink, unable to keep the grin off his face as he turned to leave Alex's cheeks burned red with every step he took.

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Shout at to the songs that helped me achieve this word count and are now staples in my ashkeveter muse.
-Everything has changed - Taylor Swift and Ed Sheeran.
-Somebody to you - The Vamps
-Thinking out loud - Ed Sheeran