For the Fans

by Nyla K.

“Fly away, loser. Back to your nest.”

“I just thought…” he starts, then clears his throat. “I thought maybe you’d want to… hang out.”

But right now, just for a moment, I have to stare… to savor this version of him.

Finally, he breathes out a long exhale and bites his lip. Inching over hesitantly, he kisses me on the jaw and mumbles, “I’ll text you.”

Kyran: Whatever. I decided that I might want to… So can I see you?

Avi: Gotta fuzz out you screaming my name :-P

And despite how little I want to do this, my lips curl into a satisfied smirk as I choose my username. Not_Your_Baby.

He doesn’t reply for a full minute. And when he finally does, it’s just a GIF of Oscar the Grouch popping out of his trash can.

I can feel Avi the way you can feel a storm in your bones; a persistent ache that just won’t go away.

My smile grows, and even a little chuckle erupts from my lips before I recognize what I’m doing and crush it to send him a response.

“The Kyran signature scowl mixed with your fuck-me eyes.” He grins lazily. “It’s my favorite look.”

Attempting to be festive with my mother, Tom, and Kyran just sounds like something that will make me want to fa-la-la-la-light myself on fire.

I guess I like my blondes taller… with broader shoulders and a permanent scowl.

“Tell me…” His voice trails off, and he gulps. I peer down at him, and his cheeks are all manners of flushed. “Tell you what?” He swallows visibly again, whispering, “Tell me you think I’m beautiful.”

giggling screaming throwing up

On his way out the door, he stops to look over his shoulder. His eyes drop to the cat, and he says, “Bye, Robin.” Then he aims those pretty orbs of awed hazel at me and whispers, “Bye, Batman.”

this was insanely cute

“Is that a Twizzler in your drink?” He grins wide and nods. “What are you… eight??” “Are you saying you’re not a fan of my childlike whimsy?” He smirks.

“’Cause I’m not… collaborating with anyone else,” he murmurs, eyes flicking to me in between tapping on his keyboard. “Are you?”

“Here’s a Jesus-freak telling us we’re going to burn in Hell for all eternity.” He points at the screen while laughing. The amusement falls from my face in an instant, and my mouth goes dry.

Avi lies down on his back beside me. And we both just stare up at the ceiling, side-by-side, breathing quiet breaths that feel much calmer than they were a moment ago.

“You called me baby…” he whispers, and I groan, covering my face with my hands to hide from the endless shit he’s about to give me over that slip.

The fact that he would even offer to walk with me out here, in the freezing cold on Chrismakkah Eve, gives me enough strength to go back to the house. As long as he’s with me…

I chuckle, scooting in closer. Because I like what he’s saying.

“It’s never been an accident with you, Kyran.”

“Was it an accident for you? When you called me baby…?” My head shakes. “It’s never an accident.”

“But keep wearing the jersey. Please.” Fuck me sideways, I’m going to swoon to death.

“Sorry HGB,” I snicker, nestling into my seat. “What’s that? What are you calling me??” “It stands for Hot Grouchy Blonde.”

He shoots me a look, but he can’t seem to stop smiling and it’s really just driving me insane. He looks… happy. For pretty much the first time since I’ve known him.

So I snapped a picture and shared it on the OnlyFans, with the caption, I think he’s definitely my baby now.

“I’m fucking obsessed with you,” I whimper into his mouth.

“Because I think I’m kind of obsessed with you too…” God, my chest is on fire.

“Avi, I fucking need you.”

I can’t help it. I’m fucking sobbing.

“All yours.” “Good. I’m all yours too.”

I’m done. That’s it. Game over. I can’t even pretend anymore… I can’t hold it back, or rationalize it away. Not after this. Not after the way that felt.

“Wouldn’t that look sort of… suspicious? Leaving a New Year’s party at your own dorm before midnight…” He shrugs, playing with my fingers. “But what if the person I want to kiss at midnight is somewhere else…?”

“Do you want to stay?” I ask quietly. He nods.

“Would you still want to… if someone knew you were here?”

“I… I think so.” My chest opens up like a bloom for him. I think so… Okay. I can work with I think so.

I want to see him so bad.

“Don’t fucking touch him!” I snarl over Ash’s face, all semblance of control lost.

“He doesn’t want anyone else, Kyran. You’d have to be a real moron not to see that.”

He peeks at me, lips curved wickedly. “I think he likes you.” My spine stiffens. “What makes you say that??” “Girlfriend, he ripped Ash off you last night like a wild beast protecting his territory from an intruder.”

The way Backwardz_Cap looks at Not_Your_Baby… my heart can’t cope <3

“That’s fine. Because I don’t regret it.” His eyes shift to mine, and he whispers, “Best thing I’ve ever done.”

“Hey…” My voice comes out sort of breathy, and his grin widens. “Hi.” He reaches me, but doesn’t stop until he’s in my space and he’s taking my hand.

He laughs, and I’m standing at the edge of something terrifyingly beautiful.

“I thought you were gonna kiss me…” My foot slips off. And I plummet.

“I told you, baby… I’m obsessed with you.” My face must be the color of his damn Twizzlers as I purse my lips.

“Alright, alright. We’re not in Green Bay. Enough with the cheese,”

Kyran Harbor is the love of my life. That’s it.