Can\'t Be Perfect

 

Ch.2 Their own little heaven

 

Soren sputtered as his mouth fell open in shock, the cigarette falling to the ground, but he didn't care. After the shock wore off a bit he closed his mouth, stepping forward and taking Lukas tightly in his arms. "Why do you say such a thing?" He whispered hurt. He didn't want to think about it but the possiblities were endless and all of them were running through his head. He didn't know what he would do without the petite blonde in his life. Kneppe! He never wanted to ever think of that, it was too painful. He buried his face into Lukas's neck and awaited the dreadful answer he half hoped would never come. Lukas wrapped his arms around Soren and just held him. "I have leukemia. It's treatable but because I have a rare blood type the possibility of me getting better is about 30 percent. By the end of this year if they haven't found a match I'll be hospitalized and then die."

 

He sucked in breathe, a bit relieved, a bit scared shitless. He let out a shaky breath. "Don't scare me like that." He placed a chaste kiss against his neck and pulled back to look at him. He framed the blonde's face with his hands and locked eyes. "We will find a match, I promise, I will do everything I can to help." He paused and took a breath. "I can't lose you." He whispered, a tear falling slowly down his cheek.

 

"Stupid, why are you crying?" He rolled his eyes at him and kissed him back. "I'm the one that's sick remember. I'm not worried. I'm just telling you." In truth he wasn't scared at all. He had known about this but the fact that now of all times Soren wanted to date him. "You know you pick the worst time to decided to make me your boyfriend."

 

"Shit." He said reaching up and wiping the tear away, he hadn't really realized he was crying. Damn! What was with all the water works? "I know right, I have such great timing." He said, smiling a bit. He then looked down at the pavement. "I didn't know you felt the same...so I didn't do anything. I have...actually... liked you for a while." He stuttered, not looking up. They had been friends for years, it wasn't until Soren had turned 17 that he had realized his feelings for Lukas. In 2 months he was going to turn 18...wow a whole year. He never thought that he would actually be calling Lukas his boyfriend...

 

Now...he was going to fight tooth and nail for him. Lukas knew the look in Soren's eyes. It meant that he was going to be difficult about letting the Norwegian die happily in peace. He frowned at him but said nothing, instead he popped the Dane on the head. "Stupid, you should tell people when you like them instead of trying to have them guess."

 

Soren winced and rubbed the back of his head."I'm sorry for not wanting to possibly ruin the best thing in my life!" He grumbled defensively. He looked up at the Norwegian and took his hand into his. He brought it to his mouth placing a kiss on it. " Is there anything I can do? To make this better for you?" His voice still a bit watery, but the smile he gave Lukas was brilliant and loving."Yeah you can stop looking at me like I'm going to break. You know I hate people treating me like glass." He gave Soren a small hardly there smile. "I'm not dead yet and like you said there might be a match for me, so stop looking like your gonna cry."

 

He chuckled. "I know you do, babe." He held Lukas's hand against his chest, running circles over it with his thumb. "There IS a match out there and we ARE going to find it." His voice back to normal and his smile cocky. "Are you still in the mood for ice cream? If not, we can do something else, like a movie or something?" He wanted to spend as much time with Lukas as possible. Be there for him through everything. The blond frowned at the name and hit him again. "Don't call me babe, stupid." He turned and walked to the ice cream shop leaving the Dane behind. "Hurry up or else I'll leave you." He rubbed his head again, but ran off after the petite blonde. He placed an arm around his shoulder when he caught up with him. They entered the ice cream shop, looking around at the many people giving them disapproving stares. He pulled Lukas closer to him and gave everyone who dared glared at Lukas a possessive 'Yeah, he's mine. Got a fucking problem with that' glare back.

 

Lukas didn't pay much attention to the other people. He never cared what others thought of him. In fact just to cause a bit of trouble, cause Soren liked trouble, he leaned into the Dane's arms and kissed him deeply in front of everyone. His tongue slipped out tracing Soren's bottom lip asking for entrance. Soren smirked. Lukas knew him so well. He opened his mouth allowing him access. He pulled Lukas closer to him, his tongue moving along with other blonde's. He didn't fucking care, the fuckers could all have heart attacks for all he cared. They weren't the first to ever make out here. Damn, this was like make out central for their schoolmates. The feel of Lukas's tongue inside his mouth was heaven. He cupped his cheek, caressing it with his thumb. His mind seem to have blocked out anything and everything that wasn't Lukas. Lukas pulled away when breathing became necessary and glared at the people staring at them. "You know what Soren. I've changed my mind. I want something more salty in my mouth than ice cream," he purred and dragged the Dane out of the shop as people gawked and some even blushed.

 

Soren let Lukas drag him out of the shop and then practically died laughing on the way to the car. When they had reached the volvo, he gently pushed the Norwegian up against the door. He grabbed hold of his chin, pulling him forward and pressing his lips to his. He was addicted now. The scent of Lukas's cologne filled his nose. He placed a hand at his hip right where the waistline of his jeans started, playing with it. He pressed into him as the kiss got deeper. When Lukas was pushed against his car he could only blink in surprise. As he was about to say something Soren kissed him again taking advantage of his open mouth. The smaller blond reached up and tangled his fingers in the wild locks of the Dane. When Soren touched his waist he couldn't help the way his hips jerked at the touch wanting more.

 

Lukas was lost in the other boy's touch and kiss unable to think properly. When at last his mind came back he pushed at Soren's chest a little to get him off. "Wait... we can't do this here," he said but was unable to stop touching the other. Soren took a step back, a blush coming to play on his face. "I guess I got a little bit caught up in the moment." He said with a nervous chuckle. For fanden i helvede! he cursed in his head. God why was he so stupid? He started to walk over to his side of the car, his face almost completely beet red by now. Lukas reached out and grabbed his wrist stopping him. "I never said I didn't want to. Just not in a parking lot where cops will stop us." His brain stopped working for a minute. Lukas just said he wanted to have sex with him. He smirked. "Like I would ever share that with these lort hoveder." He paused and leaned forward, pushing the Norwegian's bangs behind his ear. "That's for my eyes and ears only." His voice husky, he placed a light kiss on his lips and pulled back. "So, where do you want to go now?" Lukas bit his lip and shrugged. He was unsure of what to do. He had never done this sort of thing before. He just knew that before he died he wanted to be with the other even if it was just once.

 

"I don't know. My parents are home and your house is off limits... You know anywhere?" Lukas said racked his brain before thinking of something. "You remember that tree house-cottage-storage thing in the far back woods that we built back in like 8th grade? Well I fixed it up a couple of months ago and have been "living" there every time the fighting gets unbearable. I lived in it a week before. That's why my parents locked me in my room for the longest that one time last month. They thought I was on drugs." He smirked. The Norwegian blinked. "Really? I haven't been there in years." He thought for a moment and then nodded. "Sounds like a plan." He hurried to his side of the car and got in.

 

Soren smirked as he got into the car and they drove off towards the field next to his house. They took the dirt road into the woods and parked the car under a group of huge trees. Lukas was right, they hadn't been here in years. The last time they had both been here was actually back in the beginning of the summer break before 9th grade when they had had that huge fight and hadn't talked the whole summer. He got out and walked over to the drivers side and waited for Lukas. Lukas got out and looked the old hide out over. "Last time we were here you told me that if I wanted to play here I had to obey your every order. I kicked you and walked home."

 

He snickered. "I remember that. I had a bruise the size of my fist on my leg." He grabbed Lukas's hand and pulled him towards the door, opening it and pulling him through the door and shutting it. He turned and looked around. The make shift shower in the corner stood out the most, along with the toliet. He really needed to get a curtain for that thing. The lumpy mattress laying messly in the middle of the floor, blankets and pillows piled high. Clothes littering the floor around it. The kitchen counter filled with tons of soda and junk food. He walked over to the cabinets and find the pack of cigarettes Lukas had left him the other day and lit one up.

 

Lukas raised a brow at the mess. "You are still filthy," he deadpanned looking the room over. "Should I ask about any diseases I might get from that bed?" He teased. "Hey, it just needs a woman's touch." He gave Lukas a pointed look and smirked. "That mattress is my old one. I took it out here before my parents got the chance to get rid of it." He took a puff of his cigarette, "Its not like you haven't slept in my bed before." He blew out some smoke. Lukas paused in moving a blanket to turn a glare on the other. He walked over, grabbed a can of soda, shook it, and then sprayed the annoying Dane in the face. "Hint at me being a woman again and I'll choke you with a neck tie."

 

"Hey, Hey! SO not awesome!" He could feel the sticky liquid drip down his neck and soak through his shirt. He got up and, damn even his pants were fucking soaked. Thank you Lukas! He put out his cigarette and stomped over to the shower pulling his shirt off and unbuttoning his pants. The blond only stepped up behind him when he started to undo his pants and placed his hands over the taller blond's. "You've grown a lot since we were kids." He froze as Lukas hands were placed over his."So have you." He replied pulling the other blonde's hands lower into his open jeans. He let Soren move his hands but pulled one away to run it up the blond's bare chest. "I'll never be as tall as you."

 

"Yes. You will, you'll hit your grow spirk soon." He let out a soft moan as Lukas's finger tips brushed against his cock, while his other cold fingertips raised goosebumps over his flesh. He leaned back into the petite blonde. "I hit my growth spurt last year stupid. I'm not growing any more." He pouted and leaned forward nuzzling Soren's spine. His fingers moved lightly over his body as he stood on his toes to kiss the blond's cheek. He was only a head shorter than Soren but that didn't bother him much. Soren grinned, god he had wished he had paid more attention last year. He was too busy trying not to confessed his feelings and or not "ruining" the only friendship that meant anything to him. Those feather light kisses and touches were driving him insane. When Lukas kissed him on the cheek, he gently placed a hand on his neck, kissing his lips deeply over his shoulder. Lukas kissed back smiling into the kiss. "I've had a crush on you ever since you smacked that kid in the head with a stick back in first grade. Remember?"

 

"W-w-what?" He studdered, his face full of shock. He remembered that day it was a week or two after they had met. Some kid was beginning a real røvhul so he took a stick and smacked the shit out of him. He couldn't believe how stupid he was, why didn't he realize that Lukas had feelings for him? So much wasted time, he wanted to kill himself for it. "Yeah that's why every time we stayed at each other's houses I always asked to sleep in the same bed." Lukas said as he slowly started to pull at Soren's pants. "Don't worry. I kind of thought you didn't like me so I never said anything."

 

His brain had gotten over the shock and had started to process everything. Everything sort of made sense now. Well since it was confession time. "I have had a crush on you since 9th grade. Every since you punch the shit out of that jerk who called me a fag and then shoved him into his own locker." He felt Lukas tugging at his jeans, god he wanted them off as they had started to become a bit uncomfortable. "He deserved it." Lukas had always disliked people like that. They had no right to judge others. But Lukas had liked Soren from day one and now... now they were finally together and in this moment the world was still and they only needed to worry about each other.

 

He chuckled. "He deserved worst, actually, for involving you in it." He had always been a bit over protective over Lukas, even before he was in love with him. That was the quickest way to set him off, how most of the fist fights he had gotten into over the years had started to be honest. He helped Lukas tug his pants down, letting them fall, leaving only a pair slightly loose fitting black boxers. He moaned at the feel of Lukas's hands on his bare flesh, he never wanted the Norwegian to ever stop touching him. "I'm still wearing my cloths you know," he said moving so he now stood in front of the Dane so he could touch him more. Lukas leaned up and whispered into his ear, "I thought you wanted to have me naked?"

 

He grabbed hold of the hem of Lukas's tshirt all but ripping it off over his head, throwing it over his shoulder. He pulled him closer, crushing his lips against his mouth, running his tongue over everything, exploring the short blonde's mouth throughly. He unbuttoned his pants, tugging them down and off his petite form. He pulled his mouth away, running his tongue down his jaw and placing small kisses and bites along his neck. "I do want that and much much more." He whispered against Lukas's neck. "Then take what you want," Lukas said tilting his head to the side to allow him better access to his neck. He moved his hands to the wild blond locks and tugged a bit. He wanted Soren as much as the other wanted him.

 

He moaned at both the statement and the sensation of Lukas pulling his hair. He buried his lips into the others neck, sucking and biting, with bruising force. He wanted to mark him, to stake a claim over him. He belong to him, he was his. He had always been his. Soren pulled him closer, leading him towards the mattress. He lifted the feather light blonde, wrapping his legs around him. He laid him down gently down on the mattress. He sat up on his knees, just smiling down at Lukas. He couldn't believe this was actually happening.

 

Lukas could only moan at the feel of Soren taking control. It was such a turn on to be touched by the other. As the night wore on the only witness to their act of forbidden passion was the moon above. Hours later Lukas screamed out Soren's name and gripped his back drawing blood as his nails racked down his lover's spine. He was in heaven here. In their own private hide away he was in heaven. When they finished Lukas fell asleep curled up close to Soren's body. His naked chest was the only thing exposed to the air as he breathed in and out softly. Soren looked down at Lukas, smiling sofly.

 

He pulled the cover up over him, not wanting him to get a chill. He was in love, god he was in love... "Jeg elsker dig så meget, Lukas." he whispered softly into the his ear, wrapping his arm around him, pulling him close. He snuggled into the petite blonde's hair, smelling the familiar cologne mixed with something else now. It took a minute to recognize it. His own cologne. He placed a small kiss on the smaller blonde's forehead and drifted off to sleep with a rather large, goofy grin on his face. Lukas slept peacefully through the night. He had his fingers twisted in the Dane's hair. It was a childish habit to make sure that the other person was still with him. He developed it when he and Soren first shared a bed together as kids.

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Author's Note- Even though we didnt go into detail with the sex scene in this chapter, just wait. We have tons of delicious scenes for you in the future.

Soren Mikkelsen aka Denmark- Me

Lukas Bondevik aka Norway- Demon Sinner