Tekken Fan Fiction ❯ Dangerous Love ❯ Confessions ( Chapter 2 )

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Tekken 4- Confessions

Chapter 2

The hours had passed painfully slow and hearing Steve's British jokes weren't helping the time go any faster, he was fucking gorgeous but British comedy was something Hwoarang didn't find funny.

The horrible aftertaste of the 'food' that had been served for dinner was gone and once again Hwoarang was scanning the aisle. Up and down for what felt like the millionth time. Trying to see that 'someones' face. He didn't know why he even cared so much if he was on this plane or not. It just really ticked him off that he could see so many other familiar faces except his!

"Are you okay? You looking for something?" Steve asked, curious for he'd been watching him almost frantically looking up and down the plane for 10 minutes. "No, no.... it's nothing… I was jusssssst...." Hwoarang spoke slowly, turning back to look down the aisle again.

"Yeaaaaah? You were just?" Steve said as if reminding him

"Nothing" Hwoarang said, just about sounding defeated. "I don't think their on this trip"

"Who? Your girlfriend?" Steve asked smiling. Hwoarang chuckled "No, just some guy I hate"

"Must be one hell of a guy if you've spent fifty five minutes looking for him"

"You've been counting?"

"No, just estimating" Steve replied with a wink "Have you got anyone special in your life?" he asked

"I hope this isn't one of those Religious questions" Hwoarang said making Steve laugh.

"Far from it...so do you?"

"No, I don't"

"Awww too bad, I'm sure you break a lot of girl's hearts"

Hwoarang snorted at Steve's remark. "Hardly"

"What's that suppose to mean?" Steve asked raising an eyebrow

"I mean... I'm not really into chicks... don't have the time for a relationship you know? I trained for more then twelve months for this tournament non-stop." Hwoarang said

"You're not the only one in that boat, I doubt anybody on this plane hasn't trained at least twelve months for this...this is big."

"A little bit more then big, this is huge." Hwoarang said "What about you? Do you have a girlfriend?" This time it was Steve's turn to snort.

"Not bloody likely" Steve answered

"Oh yeah, why's that?" Hwoarang asked

"Because I'm gay"

Stunned, Hwoarang thought he didn't hear him properly "E-excuse me?"

"Because I'm gay" Steve repeated, amused at the expression on the Koreans face. "What? Didn't you think the world's greatest middle weight champion could be gay?"

Hwoarang felt the blood rushing to his face 'so the hottest guys are gay' he thought absent-mindedly.

“Ah... I'm cool with it" Hwoarang said

Steve smirked at his comment, chuckling a little as Hwoarang started to blush.

Embarrassed Hwoarang looked away burrowing his face in his hands "Don't look at me" Hwoarang mumbled

"Why?" Steve asked, chuckling some more "I think it's cute"

"I don't fucking care ok? I don't even know why I'm reacting like this" Hwoarang said

"Well I could give you a reason" Steve whispered leaning over towards the Korean.

Hwoarang suddenly froze as he felt Steve's hot breath against his neck

"I-"

"Shhhhh..."

Hwoarang gasped as he felt Steve's tongue gently run up his neck. The feeling of his hot breath, warm tongue, cold metal?

Unconsciously Hwoarang intertwined his fingers into Steve's thin blonde hair as he nipped and licked at his neck, making Hwoarang shudder at the sensation. Biting his lip Hwoarang knew this wasn't the time or place.

“S-steve stop……this isn't the place” Hwoarang whispered

Reluctantly Steve pulled away and looked at Hwoarang, it's not like anybody was awake, he wouldn't make a move like that in front of a crowd. Particularly in front of a crowd of people he was going to compete with.

“Ah… I'm sorry, I shouldn't have don-” Steve whispered

“Don't be sorry” Hwoarang cut in, pulling Steve into a kiss.

It was nothing to get too excited about, Hwoarang just wanted to reassure him that he felt the same way.

Yeah… Steve's tongue was pierced.

(A/N) - R&R people.