Fire in my soul. (Eugene Sims x Delsin Rowe.)

Nerd? Sure.

3 in the morning, painful cold, heavy rainstorms, irresistible winds. Hazel coloured orbs flickering across the dark grey clouds, an involuntary groan escaping the figure's lips.

Silence, deafening silence. It tore at anyone's heart, ribs, vocal cords, most hidden body parts. It was a virus that spread through one's body, tear them apart like maggots on a cold winter day. Sneering screams, echoing through alleyways, streets and darkest D.U.P barricaded buildings. Heartbreaks filled with despair, families torn apart, long lost friends never to be found again.

Delsin Rowe, town's most popular conduit, known for his innocence within the town of Seattle. 

Or so, was said. Nobody had it confirmed, nobody knew about him or where he currently was. 

Except for one, specific little person, Eugene Sims. 

The Akomish boy allowed his gaze to narrow, taking in so said environment of Seattle, that the unfamiliar male had given him. It was a 'see it before you believe it' situation, he followed a stranger's orders, and for what reason? Yeah, exactly, there was no reason, he just had to be patient for meeting him, and he was. He grabbed his phone as it rang, taking in the voice of the other. 

"Down the street over here?" 

"Ye-yeah, once you get to the roundabout go right." The voice murmured back, seeming shy. That's what made Delsin almost break down out of laughter, it's what he always did whenever the other would stutter. He found it amusing in a way, just being able to hear his shy voice. Adorable.

"Okay, thanks dude." Delsin murmured through the speaker of his phone, putting it into his back pocket to have his hands free. Whoever this was, he seemed really nice for such a shy guy.

A flame burst from his hand, smoke spiralling off his skin, creating a mesmerising glow of fire, dusted by smoke. It was very calming even, such a relaxing vibe it managed to give off, even if fire was known for destroying everything in its path. A destructive element.

He jumped up a building, looking down at his surroundings. It was not a busy city, he quite enjoyed it. He took his phone from his pocket, the number ringing in his ears. 

"Delsin, from where you are now, you need to go to the l-left." Another chuckle, of course. It was almost a promise he made himself; chuckle whenever he'd stutter. It was meant in a good way, and he loved the squeak the other would give him in return. Even more adorable, and something told him that this specific little guy would mean a whole lot to him. The Akomish turned around and followed the coordinates the other had provided him, smiling mentally as he crossed the roof of the building, jumping on top of the other one. Smoke radiated off his feet, crippling into the air. It wasn't natural, that's why people called them bioterrorists. They assumed they were all bad and only here to destroy everything; but they looked and acted the exact same way, they just had inhumane powers.

He allowed his gaze to narrow, sighing internally. He looked past the what seemed like miles of buildings. He was somewhat glad to have these powers, they opened his eyes so much, and how people view mankind as soon as they'd become.. Different. This time, he just desired to hear the other's pretty, soft voice. He rang the unknown number, staring as he listened to the many beeps. His hazel coloured eyes flickered away, he let out a soft sigh once the other picked up.

"Delsin? W-Why-"

"Look, I'm at your place. I think." The Akomish grinned, staring down at the bunker hidden in the ground, then at the light that came out of it. It must be. Did he accidentally give the wrong coordinates? Grinning, the brunette allowed himself to fall off the building, pulling open the door and slipping in. His eyes adapted to the bright computer lights surrounding him, he blinked profusely upon seeing a smaller blonde in the corner of the room, backed away against the wall. He only assumed this was- who he had been talking to.

"D-Delsin?!" The voice screeched, it was the exact same one he had heard over the phone. "You must be.." The blonde boy was cut off by a hand slamming up by his side, against the wall, pinning him to it. The taller gave a happy smirk. "I didn't expect it to end up like this, I was planning on getting you captured, but I gave up on that now. Tell me your name." The Akomish almost demanded.

"Eugene.." The other mumbled out in response. Delsin smiled. "Gorgeous name," a second hand joined, slamming up against his waist, keeping him in place against the wall. Eugene squeaked, melting into the other's touch just slightly. Sparks of smoke and video power radiated off them both, for Eugene it meant the spiralling pain of fire, for Delsin the zaps of electricity.

He was dropped by the taller male, and the both of them stared for a little moment, audible blushes on their cheeks. "God.." The blonde murmured, before slipping from his grasp, rushing to the computers.

"No-!"

And with an instant, the other disappeared through the screens, and Delsin stared, eyebrows furrowed. "What a sneaky lil shit." He chuckled, leaning back against the wall.

"But I'm most certainly not done."