Finding Myself In The Real World

Chapter 10

Thirty minutes later, the two young adults stepped off the machines, nothing heading towards the water fountains.

"How old are you?" Louise? asked. Xander shrugged.

"25. You?" He asked gruffly, annoyed his body had said the 'you' without permission.

"Oh really? That's funny, I turned 25 just a couple of weeks ago." She smiled this huge, bright smile and he almost made a joke about having to put sunglasses on to see it. All of a sudden she was up in his personal space. He glanced around, seeing if anybody had noticed this girl all over him and he took note of three other girls watching Louise. He assumed that these girls were her friends.

"What school do you go to?" She asked lightly, she trailed her fingertips over his muscular biceps, and down his forearm.

"What school do you go to?" He grits his teeth, enunciating on the 'you'. She laughed lightly stepping even more into his personal bubble, and she looked up at him fluttering her eyelashes. He nearly gagged.

"I go to a University a couple of towns away." She whispered into his ear. She looked around the room. "You should come over to my dorm some time... We could have a lot of fun." She whispered softly, Xander gasped and tried to pull away as she bit his ear.

"Could you ple-" Xander started before a rough hand was pulling him away. He struggled but relaxed when a warm voice whispered in his ear.

"Chill."

"Parrish?" He questions softly. The said boy tightened his grip around Xander's waist.

"Hey, baby. Who were you talking to?" Parrish leaned down and kissed Xander's neck softly. He carefully licked behind his ear making him gasp.

"This is... This is... Louise..." Xander tried to introduce the two, but Parrish was having none of it. "Louise... This is my..." Xander yelped when Parrish bit down harshly between his shoulder and neck.

"I'm his boyfriend," Parrish smirked as Louise's smile fell all the way. She narrowed her eyes, turned and stomped back to her friends but not before whispering 'faggots' underneath her breath.

"You're mine," Parrish said seriously. Xander pulled back and was expecting to see a teasing, light, warm face but was shocked when Parrish's face was stone cold. Xander nearly tripped and only just managed to grab his water bottle before he was being tugged into the change room.

"I know," Xander whispered out quietly. He grabbed his things, not even changing and when Xander got outside, he realized Parrish had run here.

"Where are we going?" Xander asked quietly, as Parrish climbed into the driver's seat. Parrish didn't respond, and Xander could nearly see steam coming out of his ears. When they arrived at Parrish's apartment, Xander gulped.

"Come in." Was the first words he heard from Parrish's voice before he was being pulled inside.

"Drink or food?" Parrish asked, only out of politeness. When he turned around Xander could barely see the green in his eyes at all. The only thing that was there was lustful, black eyes. Before Xander could comprehend what was happening he was being shoved up against the wall. Xander had never been kissed so roughly, and coming from Parrish? His shirt was off in a mere ten seconds, Parrish's following pretty soon after. They both kicked off their running shoes, and socks as they kept kissing down the hallway.

'Just like a cliche chick flick.' Xander chuckled to himself as he was tugged after Parrish to his bedroom taking in the clothes trailing behind. He was tugged down onto the bed and Parrish straddled him, tickling him with his nose. He giggled, no chuckled in a manly way, and Parrish smiled into his stomach. Xander gasped when Parrish pulled down his workout shorts. Parrish stood up and slowly, teasingly pulled down his own basketball shorts. Crawling back to Xander, he started nibbling and kissing his neck. After he was pleased with the nice, red bruise he left behind he blew softly onto it. Xander tried to keep in his moan and it ended upcoming out as an embarrassing stuttered grunt. His face grew red as Parrish snickered into his shoulder and he tried to pull away.

"No baby. It was cute." Parrish whispered into his ear and he relaxed after a minute. Parrish rolled his hips and this time both of them let out a soft chorus of moans.

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That night, Xander realized Parrish thought Xander had wanted to wait, and Parrish realized Xander had thought he wanted to wait. They were both mistaken, and Xander didn't break up with him. Parrish changed, he had thought Xander wanted a soft, gentle, kind man and when Xander hadn't broken up with him he kept the charades up because he didn't want to lose Xander. Parrish's string had broken when he had seen that girl flirting with Xander, that had been the final straw and he knew he had needed to mark Xander then and there. Parrish was actually an amazing, crazy, outgoing guy and they decided to start again. Sure, they may have gotten off to an awkward, kinda awful start, now almost 15 years later they were still together.

"Jessica! Get back here!" Xander laughed as Parrish chased after his five-year-old daughter. She was holding onto a small soft blanket running around their living room. He was trying to get her into the bathtub but it looked like he was having a bit of a hard time.

"Xander, baby! Help me!" Parrish pleaded, stopping in front of Xander, out of breath. Xander shook his head.

"No way. I always do this, anyway you're a paramedic, shouldn't you be good at this... running thing?" Xander chuckled at his husband's red face.

"I roll injured people on gurneys into a truck, drive them to the hospital and leave them there. I don't do any running." Parrish grumbled, leaving a soft kiss he sprinted off after Jessica who had disappeared down the hallway. They had adopted Jessica when she was 11 months old from China. Xander's mother had a best friend whose sister had a friend who had also adopted from China. They had met the young girl and immediately decided to adopt. They had thought of other options but when there are so many children without loving families in the world, they knew they needed to adopt. She had been a blessing. After five years of communication from China, and lots of signatures, paper signing and meetings, they gathered Jessica with seven other couples who were gathering their own children. Xander wouldn't have wanted it any other way.

"Daddy! Daddy! Help!" Jessica screamed running into the room, her soft blanket was gone and his young girl jumped into his lap digging her face into his chest. He hugged his daughter tightly and chuckled when Parrish walked into the room holding a blanket and leaning over slightly.

"C'mon sweetie. It really is time for your bath." Xander untangled himself from Jessica and passed her over to Parrish, who grinned thankfully. Xander knew that no matter what happened, he could always look to his family for help.

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Fine

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