CYRUS JAMES
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Who said I was asking?
You would have said yes, Iâm just saving us both the time.
Cyrus didnât recognize anything but confidence in Maddoxâs voice as he explained away his reason for claiming Cyrus as his boyfriend without even asking. He himself tried to explain away the chills he got from it all with the amount of red wine in his system, but in reality, he hadnât been wanted like this in a long time.
Sure, heâd found himself across from pretty women and handsome men on dates like this on occasion. But even when he ordered the expensive wine and flirted his way home and past the little black dress or the tight suit pants, all the strings were cut by midnight when he was laying in his own bed tied up with the emotional exhaustion of investing into a pretty face for one lone night. The whole night spent playing the interested date, dressing in his best and offering wine and dessert all for a few personal details he would forget in the morning with the hangover that was never really worth it.
Now? Cyrus couldnât remember being this happy since his motherâs passing. All of the pain from her case, all the disappointment and frustration from the baby blue eyes of Reid James, everything that kept him from being truly happy vanished the moment he became Maddox Izumiâs boyfriend.
The night melted away in more glasses of red wine and flirtations from both sides of the table. The nervousness vanished too, replaced with a sense of content that the boy sitting across from him no longer wanted to deny the strings that had been tied between them. Every inch of skin that had crossed under Cyrusâ fingers was laced with all the feelings both of them had been denying for months now.
From the moment he first saw those dark brown eyes, he tried to deny the need to be with him. At first it was just to see how far he could push the boundaries. He tried everything to make Maddox smile or laugh or even get angry with him, anything to break the cool and collected exterior. Then he felt those soft fingers brush through his hair, experienced the kisses all over his skin, and he was hooked on Maddox and being close with him.
He was reminded how close he was to losing all of that when he caught eyes with Isaac.
Maddox had slipped off to the bathroom and Cyrus was close to finishing off their second bottle. He almost rolled his eyes watching the younger Beta slip over to him, but merely smiled with an amused look in his eye as Isaac came closer. Isaac folds his arms across his chest as he stops in front of Cyrus, frowning deeply at the blonde.
âYou could have just texted me, you know.â Isaac starts, giving Cyrus an elevator glance before returning to Cyrusâ eyes and frowning harder.
Cyrus grabs the stem of his glass, taking a sip before even attempting to respond. When it came to Maddox, he had a hard time ruffling feathers because Maddox always knew how to get him flustered. With a new Beta, Cyrus would have a field day. âWere you worried about me? Thatâs sweet.â
Isaac blushes, immediately coming to his own defense. âThatâs not- youâve been a dick since the toga party. I helped you get ready and got you drinks and then you lock up your door to fuck someone else? Thatâs just shitty and even a Sigma like you can understand that.â
Cyrus keeps a cool exterior, despite his instinct to argue with Isaac and tell him the whole reason they fucked walked into the room and begged his forgiveness. He knew how other Betas saw Maddox; he was always mysterious, always charming, and always in control. No one would know the Maddox that was in his room that night except him.
Before he could think up an excuse, blow him off with the fact that he didnât owe Isaac anything, Maddox was making his way back to the table. Cyrus leaned back in his chair, one arm slung across the back, as Isaac turned and scoffed at the older Beta returning to his date with Cyrus.
âShouldâve figured youâd blow me off for Maddox, considering thatâs the only name you remembered while we were fucking. What, you have a little crush on Izumi?â Isaac spits, the jealous lacing venom in his voice. Cyrusâ eyes momentarily flickered over to Maddox, a flash of embarrassment knowing the older Beta could hear perfectly well what Isaac was saying, before his eyes settled back on Isaac and he chuckled softly.
âSweetheart, if Iâm saying someone elseâs name in bed, I think that reflects more on your bedroom skills.â Cyrus replies smoothly, finishing off his wine and challenging Isaac for another response with a raised eyebrow.
You would have said yes, Iâm just saving us both the time.
Cyrus didnât recognize anything but confidence in Maddoxâs voice as he explained away his reason for claiming Cyrus as his boyfriend without even asking. He himself tried to explain away the chills he got from it all with the amount of red wine in his system, but in reality, he hadnât been wanted like this in a long time.
Sure, heâd found himself across from pretty women and handsome men on dates like this on occasion. But even when he ordered the expensive wine and flirted his way home and past the little black dress or the tight suit pants, all the strings were cut by midnight when he was laying in his own bed tied up with the emotional exhaustion of investing into a pretty face for one lone night. The whole night spent playing the interested date, dressing in his best and offering wine and dessert all for a few personal details he would forget in the morning with the hangover that was never really worth it.
Now? Cyrus couldnât remember being this happy since his motherâs passing. All of the pain from her case, all the disappointment and frustration from the baby blue eyes of Reid James, everything that kept him from being truly happy vanished the moment he became Maddox Izumiâs boyfriend.
The night melted away in more glasses of red wine and flirtations from both sides of the table. The nervousness vanished too, replaced with a sense of content that the boy sitting across from him no longer wanted to deny the strings that had been tied between them. Every inch of skin that had crossed under Cyrusâ fingers was laced with all the feelings both of them had been denying for months now.
From the moment he first saw those dark brown eyes, he tried to deny the need to be with him. At first it was just to see how far he could push the boundaries. He tried everything to make Maddox smile or laugh or even get angry with him, anything to break the cool and collected exterior. Then he felt those soft fingers brush through his hair, experienced the kisses all over his skin, and he was hooked on Maddox and being close with him.
He was reminded how close he was to losing all of that when he caught eyes with Isaac.
Maddox had slipped off to the bathroom and Cyrus was close to finishing off their second bottle. He almost rolled his eyes watching the younger Beta slip over to him, but merely smiled with an amused look in his eye as Isaac came closer. Isaac folds his arms across his chest as he stops in front of Cyrus, frowning deeply at the blonde.
âYou could have just texted me, you know.â Isaac starts, giving Cyrus an elevator glance before returning to Cyrusâ eyes and frowning harder.
Cyrus grabs the stem of his glass, taking a sip before even attempting to respond. When it came to Maddox, he had a hard time ruffling feathers because Maddox always knew how to get him flustered. With a new Beta, Cyrus would have a field day. âWere you worried about me? Thatâs sweet.â
Isaac blushes, immediately coming to his own defense. âThatâs not- youâve been a dick since the toga party. I helped you get ready and got you drinks and then you lock up your door to fuck someone else? Thatâs just shitty and even a Sigma like you can understand that.â
Cyrus keeps a cool exterior, despite his instinct to argue with Isaac and tell him the whole reason they fucked walked into the room and begged his forgiveness. He knew how other Betas saw Maddox; he was always mysterious, always charming, and always in control. No one would know the Maddox that was in his room that night except him.
Before he could think up an excuse, blow him off with the fact that he didnât owe Isaac anything, Maddox was making his way back to the table. Cyrus leaned back in his chair, one arm slung across the back, as Isaac turned and scoffed at the older Beta returning to his date with Cyrus.
âShouldâve figured youâd blow me off for Maddox, considering thatâs the only name you remembered while we were fucking. What, you have a little crush on Izumi?â Isaac spits, the jealous lacing venom in his voice. Cyrusâ eyes momentarily flickered over to Maddox, a flash of embarrassment knowing the older Beta could hear perfectly well what Isaac was saying, before his eyes settled back on Isaac and he chuckled softly.
âSweetheart, if Iâm saying someone elseâs name in bed, I think that reflects more on your bedroom skills.â Cyrus replies smoothly, finishing off his wine and challenging Isaac for another response with a raised eyebrow.