[ACE] Devil's duty

[derek chandler ralston]

Derek woke when Ace began to cry again, and stayed up until the boy once more fell asleep. He rolled over with a groan of complaint in the morning, chuckling at Ace's words before biting his lip. He had realized his predicament upon moving, and carefully kept his hips from touching Ace, not wanting to scare him away.

[aerin 'ace' colt endsley]

Ace smiled when Derek chuckled, ignoring the sudden butterflies he got. He sat up carefully, rubbing at his face. He drew his knees up, looking out the window before he looked over at Derek. "Your hair's all-" He waved his hand, smiling over at him. "You look goofy."

[derek chandler ralston]

Derek wrinkled his nose. "I look goofy?" He challenged, stretching to mess up Ace's hair as well, trying to think of anything to get rid of his problem. 'How about your parents?' That usual voice sneered, and if that wasn't a cock block, he didn't know what was.

[aerin 'ace' colt endsley]

"Yeah you look goofy." He said, chuckling when Derek messed up his hair. "You're supposed to be big and bad and fierce and you have bed head." He teased, reaching up to fix his hair. He looked over Derek's face, those butterflies back again.

[derek chandler ralston]

Derek laughed fainty, had grown used to masking the hurt caused by the faces. He had always windered how crazy he really was, why he heard them. Sometimes they got so bad...
"Like the big bad wolf?" He teased. "I'n allowed to have bed head." He stuck his tongue out.

[aerin 'ace' colt endsley]

"No, like Wolverine!" He said, laying back on the bed. He drew his knees up, looking over at Derek. "The big bad wolf was a pansy. All he did was blow houses down. I'd like to imagine you're more fierce than that." He teased, smiling faintly. He folded his hands over his stomach, picking at his thumb again.

[derek chandler ralston]

Derek grinned crookedly. "Okay, okay. Wolverine." He chuckled a bit, stretching out carefully with a yawn, groaning in content at the feeling if stretching sleep stiffened muscles.

[aerin 'ace' colt endsley]

"Glad you agree." He smiled, looking down at his hand. He didn't want to make his hand bleed again, so he held it between his knees. "Are you so much bigger than me because you're older, or I'm just small?" He asked quietly, looking over at him. "I mean, I've always been smaller than everyone else.."

[derek chandler ralston]

Derek shruged. "Being older his its reasons, and I wirk out a lot, too. But, you're sixteen? Males sprout up later than girls do. So maybe you're just a late bloomer. Or you're small. Guess it diesn't matter either way." He smiled at him gently.

[aerin 'ace' colt endsley]

"You do?" He asked, looking over his face. "That's kinda cool. I can't lift anything bigger than a toddler, probably." He shrugged. Ace had never really had a need to be strong. He was always being overpowered anyways. "Someone told me once they like my stomach though." He pushed the blankets down to his hips, looking down at it. "Cause it's little."

[derek chandler ralston]

Derek smiled faintly. "Yeah. Especially when I lived out in the woods as a teenager." He watched him thoughtfully, chewing on his lip as Ace pushed the blankets down. Their relationship felt so...natural now. He looked over his stomach, trying to deny that he liked what he saw. He wasn't supposed to be attracted. "It's better than a big one," He teased.

[aerin 'ace' colt endsley]

"Maybe. But my grannie always told me the wind would take off with me if it blew hard enough." He said with a smile, slowly running his hand over his stomach. He chewed on his lip, looking over at Derek. "Nothing could take off with you. Unless it was a big crane. But I like you here, so stay away from big stuff. Okay?"

[derek chandler ralston]

An amused laugh passed Derek's lips. "Okay, I'll stay away from cranes." He patted ace's hand, frowning sheepishly as his stomach growled. "Well then. Breakfast time it is." Smiling more gently this time, Derek sat up reluctantly and climbed out of the bed, reaching to scratch at his shoulderblade near the tattoo there between his shoulders.

[aerin 'ace' colt endsley]

Ace reached down for his boxers, pulling them on under the blanket before he climbed out of bed. He rubbed at an eye, following quietly behind him. He slowly crossed his arms over his chest, looking at the pictures lining the stairs as they walked down them. "I remember this." He said, pointing to a newspaper of the Titanic sinking. "It wasn't supposed to sink, right?"

[derek chandler ralston]

Derek fixed his briefs as he walked, pausing when Ace spoke up. Then he shook his head. "No it wasn't. They had an accident, and it filled with water and kind of tipped, and stuff before sinking. A lot of people died." He stretched his arms over his head. "I met a vampire who was on there once."