"Sit" Spade muttered breaking Nate out of his sight seeing, his eyes rested on Spade as his eyes trailed Spade's hand pointing to the one of the chairs in front of the counter, he swallowed and gingerly walked towards the chair, pulling it out he sat himself on it. Spade could see he wasn't relaxed, he looked tense and unsettled. "You want something to drink"? He asked making Nate to look at him in shock, he was too fucking nice and it was creeping the young man out.

Even Spade was beginning to worry about how soft he was with Nate, he'd never had a reason to be this gentle with anyone, not in a long time. The last time he was this gentle with someone was Matteo, and he stopped when the blonde learned how to take care of himself

Nate shook his head, not wanting to impose on Spade, Spade nodded slowly before turning around and walking towards the burner, he turned it off as what he had on was already fully cooked.

He opened the cupboard in front of him and pulled out two plates, he wasn't really hungry but if he wanted Nate to be comfortable enough to eat, he had to eat too. Taking a quick glance at Nate, he saw him looking around the kitchen again with the same amusement in his eyes, he let a small smile take over his face as he looked away from him and back at what he was doing.

He isn't really good with small talks, but the silence in the room was stretching for far too long "Are you comfortable"? He asked, and Nate just looked at him, watching the way his clothes hugged his body perfectly well, he swallowed and nodded before remembering that Spade's back was to him

"Yeah" he whispered quickly shutting his eyes and cussing himself for how low and weak his voice came out, he cleared his throat "I am comfortable" he muttered much louder. Spade just nodded not looking at him. He didn't even know why the man was asking if he was comfortable but he had to say something regardless.

Spade pulled both plates from the kitchen island as he brought it towards the counter, dropping one in front of Nate and then another in front of the seat just beside Nate.

He picked up two glasses of water and situated them beside each food, he sat himself on the chair close to Nate as he looked at him. He could see the question in Nate's eyes and the lost look he had on. "Eat" he muttered and Nate just looked at him for a second, before his eyes moved to the food in front of them both, making Spade to do the same. He could see the doubt in Nate's eyes, making him sigh out deeply

"I'm....uh..I'm fine Spade, really I'm not hungry" Nate stuttered around his words as he looked from the food to Spade's face

"I'm not gonna poison you if that's what you're afraid of, eat" he muttered, Nate just shook his head, Spade licked his lips before picking up one of the forks "here, I'll go first" he muttered before taking a fork full of spaghetti and eating it.

Nate swallowed hard, watching as Spade chewed slowly and subtly, his eyes were trained on the way Spade was licking his lips occasionally and the way his throat bobbed up each time he swallowed.

Nate let his lips to open slightly as the sight overwhelmed him with emotions, tingling, strange and unfamiliar emotions, he quickly looked away from Spade, his eyes set on the counter.

He rolled his tongue in his mouth, feeling the question come out before he could stop it "Why are you being nice to me"? He asked making Spade to look at him

"What"? He asked and Nate looked at him, his eyes no longer looked bright like it did while he awestruck by the magnificence of Spade's house, the warmth and amusement were no longer present

"Why are you being nice to me? Why did you help me at the party"? He rushed out, making Spade drop the fork on the counter, and sighing out, he knew sooner or later Nate would ask this question, and truthfully he didn't know if he wanted to tell him the real reason why he'd saved his life, and why he being nice and gentle to him. "Are you doing all this so that I will be indebted to you, so I can't turn down your offer to come work for you"? He asked making Spade's grey eyes to cut through to his brown ones, with Spade clenching his jaw hard and tight.

"Why do you always think I want something from you? Can't I just be nice to you because I want to? Can't I help you because you need it"? He asked feeling the slight tick in his jaw, and the restraint he was trying to put on his anger and emotions

"No" Nate muttered out making Spade to scrunch his brows in confusion "You can't just be nice to someone because you want to, people like you, they always want something in return, you don't do things for people out of the goodness of your heart" Nate rushed out, not that he wasn't grateful to Spade for helping him, but rather than that, he'd like to know why Spade was suddenly nice to him.

After everything that's happened. The man threatened to kill him more than once, he made his sister run away from home, he was one of the reasons their lives became a rollercoaster of pain and confusion, and now he just switches and is playing savior. Nate wanted to know why.

"People like me"? He asked as if he didn't know what Nate meant by that, but he already got an idea of that "You don't even know me" he muttered

"And that's the point, you don't know me either, yet you're doing all these things for me" he rushed out "First you helped me and took care of me after I came back home bruised and battered, then you helped me with the project, and then you asked me to come work for you, and today you saved my life at the party, and now this, why"? He asked in a whisper, Spade just bit his inner cheek, letting Nate's words sink in. "There was a time you couldn't even stand the sight of me, a time you wanted to kill me, a time you didn't trust me, what changed"? Nate asked, his voice coming out interrogatively, making Spade to swallow hard, he knew Nate had a mouth but he didn't really think he'd be this nervous being drilled by the kid, and Spade hated being nervous.

The way Nate stared at him, it was like the kid was cornering him. He felt suffocated but he had to come up with an answer quickly, something that will cover up the real reason he was being nice to Nate, he couldn't just exactly tell the kid that he was having strange feelings whenever he was around him or thought about him, that would be borderline crazy.

He grounded his teeth together, narrowing his eyes at Nate. Even after racking his brains, there was nothing coming forth. "I don't know" he blurted out the only thing that could save him at this moment, making Nate to scoff lightly, running his hands through his rough still partly wet, unruly brown curls, Spade's eyes followed his every action, sitting there, wishing his hands were the ones brushing through Nate's hair, smoothening the wet hair.

"Is that it? You don't know"! He asked with frustration as he felt all the nerves he'd been feeling leave his body, leaving him with only a slight anger bubbling up, threatening to escape. He suddenly got up, pacing the small space from the counter towards where Spade sat and back. "No, no, no" he shook his head "there has to be something, you don't do things like that and then when you're asked why, you say you don't know" he rushed out turning to face Spade "My sister is missing because of you, as far as I know she could be hurt somewhere" he snapped, while Spade just stared at him with a blank face, like he wasn't even feeling the weight of Nate's words, but deep down he was fighting with himself, blaming himself, feeling guilty and at the same time something tugging at his heart and deep feeling settling in the pit of his stomach, churning like he was about to throw up.

He slowly got up, standing in front of Nate, with just a little space between the both of them, he could see the slight heaving of Nate's chest and his eyes landed on his lip, he noticed that whenever the young man was angry, his lips got even pinker, he clenched his jaw and looked back up at his eyes.

"I wish there was more I could tell, but that's all I've got" he muttered out, his minty breath reaching Nate's nose "Yes there was a time when I didn't trust you, when I threatened to kill you, when I thought you were a threat to me" he finished

"So now what? I'm no longer a threat to you, you want me close to you"? He asked "what happened to me being daddy's little puppet" Nate taunted making Spade to tighten his fists, hearing Nate repeat what he'd said to him when they just met, made him go back to that time, when the kid pissed him off a lot.

"I didn't mean that" he whispered and Nate cut him off

"I think you did, infact I think you meant everything you ever said to me, from threatening to kill me, to calling me daddy's little errand boy and telling me how much you could care less if my sister wasn't happy with you" he rushed out, feeling himself get angry by the second, yes he promised Matteo he'd give Spade another chance but how can he do that when everytime he's close to the man, he feels as if Spade's lying to him, using him.

He could hear the voice in his head agree with him "What am I to you? A little puppet in your game, whatever games you're playing with my father, I'm just another pawn you wanna use"? He whispered out hearing the voice louder, as it encouraged and filled his head with possiblities that Spade was indeed planning to use him. "What do you want from me Spade"? he whispered and the older man just clenched his jaw and grounded his teeth together, Nate took two steps closer to him, now their faces were just inches apart, one more move and they'd be touching each other, being the shorter one, Nate was craning his neck so he could look up at Spade. "Tell me what you want from me Spade" he whispered, his breath fanning Spade's chin as he could feel the hotness in all his body He shouldn't be thinking about it right now but he couldn't help but notice the fact that blood had suddenly rushed to his groins, giving his pants a little tightness, the close proximity between him and Nate was not even helping the emotions that was clouding his mind right now.

His mind was pushing him to say one word and one word only, he wanted to look Nate in the eyes and tell him that all he wanted was him, all he wanted was to let his fingers brush his face, rake them through his hair and stroke his pink putty lips, but he couldn't, he would scare him away, the kid already hated him enough as it was, he did wanna add to it.

He swallowed hard, about to open his mouth to say something when they both heard footsteps from the living room, drawing their attention to it. They broke the little staring contest they were doing, as Spade quickly stood in front of Nate, covering him from any danger, if at all there was any

He turned to look at him "Stay behind me" he whispered, his gun was not with him, so he tiptoed towards the door of the kitchen, all the while holding Nate behind him securely.

So close to the door, a figure appeared, startling Nate but Spade just clenched his jaw seeing the familiar face, he released a sigh of relief "Why were you sneaking Matteo, I could have killed you" he muttered and the blonde just moved his eye to Spade's empty hands

"With what? You forget your gun's in your hoister in your jacket, which is sitting pretty in the living room" he all but whispered making Spade to almost roll his eyes at him. "What are you guys doing"? Matteo asked, his eyes moving to look at Nate behind Spade.

"Nothing"

"Talking" both Spade and Nate muttered at the same time, Matteo just looked from Spade to Nate, narrowing his eyes at both of them.

He could already sense the tension between the two of them, maybe Stefano was right after all, he shouldn't have left them together alone.

"What's up"? Spade asked stepping back to give Matteo some room to get into the kitchen, as he stood in front of both Spade and Nate

"Well, just coming back from Stefano's house" he muttered his mind going to the hours of talking torture he had to endure dropping the man off. "I checked in with some people and they had a few things to say about the shooting at the party today" he muttered, making Nate to finally show interest in their talking

"Really"? He asked taking two steps closer, now standing just beside Spade and Matteo just nodded

"Hey Nate, it's good to see you're okay" Matteo muttered giving Nate a small smile, Nate pursed his lips in a straight line and nodded slowly, ignoring the hard look Spade was giving him.

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