WARNING: HELLA Descriptive Kissing (but you're here for that, right? ;)) and Rude Behavior

Abbreviations: (Y/N); Your desired name

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Sean was sitting on the hood of the car, puffing out a smoke. (Y/N) was sitting beside him, attempting to admire the scenery of the desert they were in. Sean's left hand was covering (Y/N)'s right hand, the two feeling warmth from one another. The chemistry the two shared was the only thing that prevented them from losing themselves. The heat from the sun made their skin feel like they were burning into a crisp, but what only mattered to them in the moment was being their for each other.

The sight of Sean smoking within a desert was oddly mesmerizing and aesthetically pleasing. The moment was perfect for a photo, but having no portable electronics was the barrier. Instead, he snapped a photo of him in his eyes, keeping the image in his mind.

Sean slightly shuffled his hand, exciting the chills in (Y/N)'s arm. It was a ticklish feeling, and a good one at that. (Y/N) giggled at the moment, making Sean also let a small chuckle out as he exhaled the smoke in his mouth. His head turns towards (Y/N), revealing his remaining eye. (Y/N) stares at the patched eye with guilt.

Man... if Sean went partially blind and I went partially deaf...

"How's your eye doing?" (Y/N) questions while placing his left hand over the ear that was damaged.

Sean's right eye looks down at their hands, obviously not not fully recovered, "It still hurts," he then looks at (Y/N), attempting sign language. He uses his right hand to point at his own ear while still holding his cigarette, "How's your ear?"

(Y/N) sighs, "Still feels like it just happened," his head turns back to the scenery.

Sean finishes his cigarette, trashing it by throwing the thin stick into the desert. He looks back to (Y/N), doing a gesture, "Are you ready to go or do you wanna stay for a bit longer?"

(Y/N) briefly responds, "I think it's a good time to me to take my drugs," he gives a small grin to Sean, appreciating his patience.

The two separate their hands from each other, getting inside of the car they had to steal. (Y/N) opens his backpack, taking out the medical supplies he was given at the hospital. Sean also pulls out the supplies he received from his own bag. He looks over at (Y/N), curious if he needed help, "You need help with that?"

(Y/N) seems delightful to accept, "Sure, Doctor Diaz," he chuckles at his own joke.

Sean admittedly laughs along, "Oh, trust me... I'm gonna suck at this," he gently grabs the ear medicine from (Y/N).

(Y/N) continues to joke on as he lays his head down on the small blanket covering the air bag, barely raising it so he could still hear Sean, "Well, at least you don't suck at... you know what," he had a big, cheesy smirk plastered on his lips.

Sean's face begins to glow a vibrant red in response, "S-stop," he almost regrets speaking.

(Y/N) only laughs at his reply, "You're so adorable, Sean," he sets his head fully down on the blanket, waiting for Sean to insert the ear drops.

Sean covers the skin surrounding the open ear with his hand while holding the dropper in his other. He eventually squeezes the dropper, making sure only a droplet slipped into his ear. (Y/N)'s whole body except for his head shuffle a little bit, the shot feeling rather cold. Sean jumps slightly, "Oh shit, I'm sorry!"

(Y/N) brushes it off, feeling a small sting as a side effect, "It's okay... I'm just not used to it," he laughs with a mono tone. He then adds on, "Can you do it one more time? I have to get two shots," he tries to offer a smile to Sean to calm him.

Sean hesitantly agrees to do it, being more cautious with the dropper, "Told you I was gonna suck," he was too focused to sound light-hearted. He squeezes it barely, almost wasting time by sitting still, holding onto his ear. Obviously, (Y/N) didn't mind as he preferred being treated by his loved ones anyway.

Sean finally squeezed out a droplet, landing it straight into (Y/N)'s ear. This time, he barely reacted to the medicine leaving Sean relieved. As a finishing touch, Sean bends his upper body further down, pecking at the boy's ear with his lips, offering it a bit of love. (Y/N) felt his entire face explode into red as it was the last thing for him to expect, "Damn, you're really hardcore," he giggles at him.

Sean returns a grin, "You're welcome," he sits back up once he finishes his sentence.

Once (Y/N) raises his head back up, he watches Sean pick up his own medicine, "Do you want my help?"

"Sure, impress me with your doctor skills," he jokingly agrees.

(Y/N) didn't know what to do so he obviously asked for directions. Sean shows him while holding his hands. He finally got to see the damaged, and tragic eye that was ruined by the accident, which almost caused him to tear up at the sight.

The two were both horribly wounded after an explosion within a farm, where Daniel lashed out, losing control over himself after a heist he was forced into. The unfortunate event occurred since Sean was hanging out with (Y/N) and Cassidy for too long. Now the two had to pay the price for their recklessness. (Y/N) had even more of a reason to join Sean and Daniel on their journey to Puerto Lobos since the FBI put him on the watch list for his affiliation with a supposed criminal.

(Y/N) continues to successfully apply the drugs to Sean's eye, setting the patch over it. He tries to lighten the mood, "You want me to kiss your eye now?"

Sean chuckles, "I don't think that'll make it feel better."

(Y/N) feels slightly defeated since he couldn't enact revenge, but it didn't matter. He sits still, turning his head towards the road on the side, "I feel like I know what we both need."

Sean feels that he knows what he means, which makes his stomach suddenly have a ticklish butterfly, "I doubt we'll make it to Haven Point by tomorrow," he then adds on, "And I'm getting pretty burned out," he lets out a small sigh as puts his medical supplies away.

(Y/N) felt that he was pushing him a bit, "I mean, it's probably best if we keep going," he looks ahead.

The butterfly in Sean's stomach quickly dissipates as the answer wasn't satisfying, "Y-yeah, you're right," he awkwardly continues, "Let's just keep going until the moon's out, then?"

(Y/N) rubs his arm, mortified of bringing up the suggestion in the first place, "Yeah, that sounds good."

Sean forces the car to start up with hot-wiring it. (Y/N) watches, amazed as usual at anything the boy could do. Sean begins to drive back onto the road, driving further into the desert while (Y/N) sat back, admiring the scenery while he could. (Y/N) rested his elbow on the armrest box, Sean would soon notice and wanted to gain attention from his lover.

So Sean removed his right hand from the wheel, allowing his arm free movement. Sean placed his elbow on the box, barely rubbing against (Y/N)'s. (Y/N) looks down at their elbows touching, noticing his cheeks beginning to warm up once more. To cure his desirable mood, he reaches over past Sean's wrist, intertwining his fingers with the open hand. Sean eventually locks his fingers with (Y/N), pleased with the comfort.

The rest of their trip for the evening was them smiling through it, cracking jokes and telling stories along the way.

"My papito once told me a funny story when he first moved into the country," he clears his throat, "he said he was at the grocery store when he discovered a vending machine for snacks or whatever." He then continues, "But anyway, he noticed the machine accepted dimes, so he went up to it and said, 'Grandma's Chocolate Chip Cookie'." (Y/N)'s eyebrows raise, confused, Sean then explains, "In Spanish, dime means 'tell me'," he lets a small laugh off.

Once (Y/N) realizes, he begins to laugh along, "Wait, he actually thought the vending machine-" he's interrupted.

"Yep, he didn't say if anyone was around, I'm sure it would've scarred him," he keeps a smile on his face, trying to not think of the situation in Seattle.

(Y/N) soon changes the topic, telling his own humorous story, "I remember how drunk you were back at the camp," he turns his head at Sean, "the gang asked about your interests and you were shaking me like crazy," he starts to giggle once more, "Finn was so jealous, I swear I heard him hitting it on with Hannah once I went to my tent."

Sean appears confused as he turns his head, "Wait, really? I seriously did that before the moment we went to the lake with Cass?" He questions.

(Y/N) laughs at his oblivious reaction, "Yeah, it was so adorable though, especially when you started flirting with me out of nowhere."

Sean almost covers his face with the hand holding the wheel, his face was flushed with embarrassment. "W-what did I say?" He still asks out of curiosity.

(Y/N) laughs throughout his impersonation, "Yo (Y/N)... wanna sleep under my blanket?" He then clears his throat after speaking.

Sean feels his head become even redder, "God, that's so bad," he wanted to release both of his hands to slam his face into his palm, but he couldn't, "I'm sorry?" He questionably says even after months.

(Y/N) quickly brushes it off, "No, no, no, don't worry about it! We all get weird when were... drunk," he rubs his arm with his right hand since his left hand was already occupied.

The two continue their tread throughout the road, with no landmarks to be seen. The sun would soon collapse behind the mountains, revealing the eventual awakening of the moon. They remained unusually quiet as they had nothing else to talk or joke about. (Y/N) kept looking in the rear-view mirror, noticing a vehicle that seemed oddly familiar. He thought he saw it earlier on the side, where they took a small break.

Are they... following us?

(Y/N) continues to watch the vehicle, making Sean curious, "What's wrong?"

He answers after a few seconds, "I think... I think this guy is following us," his response makes Sean look through his mirror, spotting the vehicle in question.

"W-why do you say that?" He stutters.

"I swear I saw his car pulled over when we were over at that one spot just a few hours ago," he becomes suspicious of the car.

Sean believes him with the little information given, "Let's trick him up," he briefly says.

"Trick him? How?" (Y/N) questions.

Sean smiles with a cheeky grin, "You'll see," he then gently releases his hand from (Y/N)'s, beginning to perform a U-turn. He drives past the vehicle and then does another U-turn, getting behind the car.

(Y/N) jumps, weary of how the unknown stranger would react, "Fuck... Sean, you sure this is right?"

Sean quiets him as he begins to inch up to the bumper of the vehicle in front, causing the stranger to pick up speed and drive off into the distance, where the two could barely see. "And now... to hide out for the night," he begins to drive off road, rolling up into the sand. He then turns the headlights off, making the dark, quiet desert more ominous.

"Well... I guess were sleeping here then?" (Y/N) asks while holding a stern, but confused look.

Sean pushes a button above him, lighting up the interior of the car with a small, but convenient light. "Yeah," he then explains his motivation for pulling the trick off, "I was worried that guy was a cop or something... man, it could've been that one FBI agent that kept annoying me," he messages his own forehead, feeling a slight headache.

"Welp, we got away from them though, right?" He optimistically replies.

"You're right," he then checks the fuel tank, "were low on gas," he gulps as he speaks.

"Damn... where could a gas station be?" (Y/N) looks down at his feet, already knowing what to expect in the future.

"I don't know," Sean folds his arms, now feeling more tired after all the driving he has done, "I'm so fucking tired..." he covers his face with his hands, yawning into them.

(Y/N) sets a hand on his shoulder, massaging it, "C'mon man, you've drove so far, god, even I wouldn't be able to go this far."

Sean slowly slides his hands off his face, enjoying the comfort he was receiving. His newfound excitement forces him to ask, "Do you wanna s-sleep in the back?" He stutters mid-question.

(Y/N) is quick to notice what he wants, realizing he himself desired for the moment in a long time. He looks into his face, offering a bright smile, "Yeah, it's... it's about time."

The two exit their sides of the vehicle, re-entering from one side of the back. (Y/N) jumped in first, laying upwards with his legs sitting up. Sean follows up by hopping in, closing the door before climbing over the boy, dominating him with no effort. (Y/N) begins to giggle as he was tickled by the body of Sean on top of him.

(Y/N)'s eyes focused as Sean's head began to close in, soon, his eyes would close as a warm, soft texture began to press against his lips. Sean would eventually begin teasing him with small pecks from the tip of his tongue. The two opened their eyes slightly, revealing their red faces to each other. The only exchange they gave each other was an excited laugh.

The two continued their session with them continuing to lock lips together. Sean began to sink himself into the moment as his hands covered the sides of (Y/N)'s face. The heat from his hands transferred to (Y/N), making the exchange more amorous. (Y/N) would set his open hands on his partner's hip, attempting to excite him even more.

They released from each other to take a quick breath once more. The two stared into each other with a blank, but pure face of innocence. Sean felt words finally coming out of his mouth, "I can't help it... you're so amazing," he spoke as he caressed the damaged ear, soothing the pain.

(Y/N)'s lips form another smile, being flattered by any compliment, "You're always amazing," he looks at the patch covering his eye, "you're my cute, little pirate." He then slips his hands into his hoodie, under his tank top, rubbing the smooth, silky skin on the lower part of his back.

Sean chuckles as he buries his head onto (Y/N)'s once more, pecking him on the lips. He rubs the top of (Y/N)'s shaved head, his hand encountering every tiny, harmless spike sticking out of his head. A coma wasn't going to prevent them from embracing each other's hair.

(Y/N) raises his head a bit, urging Sean for another kiss while holding a stern glare in his eyes. In which, Sean responds by zooming his head down, connecting his lips with (Y/N) in an aggressive manner. A satisfied grunt continually emits from the two as the build up was worth the wait.

Saliva forms as their tongues begin to play hockey inside their mouths. As Sean raises his head slightly, he gets a good view of (Y/N) with a face of complete pleasure. Some of the saliva they created drips from Sean's bottom lip, landing straight onto (Y/N)'s cheek. Sean steadily absorbs the saliva with a single stroke of his tongue.

(Y/N) giggles under his breath as the tongue tickled his cheek. They were once again staring into each other's face. The intense, romantic aura was still present in the love car. (Y/N) continues to massage his back at a leisurely pace, he feels a phrase come out for the first time, "I love you, Sean... I love you so much," he confesses as Sean stares into his vibrant, innocent face.

Sean offers him one more crisp, clean smooch before one last remark, "I love you too, (Y/N)," he continues to stare down at the boy with a tired, but satisfied look.

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The two would soon be laying on their sides with the interior light finally off. Sean had his arms wrapped around (Y/N), allowing the boy to use his arm as a pillow. Sean also had his leg over (Y/N)'s, looking as if he was holding onto him. The position might've appeared uncomfortable, but all the two wanted at that point was each other. Their session was just another memory that the two shared on a twisted, but different journey.

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The two men that managed to discover the two boy's stolen car noticed the interior light being on. When they went to check on the passenger's side, they spotted the rather intense scene of the two desperate boys making out. Chad stared at the two with a shocked, but fascinated expression, "Wow, this is a new kind of fucked up," he snickers as he mocks the two by making obnoxious kissing noises.

Mike only stares at the two with confusion, "Don't you think we should get going?" He asks Chad, uncomfortable at the sight of people making love.

Chad seems to actually agree ironically, "Yeah, I don't want to watch beaner sex," he says before walking over to the vehicle he owns with Mike following up.

The two drive off into the desert, hopefully back to the property they own.

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A/N: Well, here's the first mostly tame make-out scene I'll write. Honestly, I really would want to write an explicit scene, but I'm trying to keep these one shots from being rated Mature despite there already being really dark and deep stuff.

BUT ANYWAYS, this was actually kinda fun to write. Inspiration obviously being the opening movie to Episode 4 and when Sean gets harassed by our favorite villains. So I decided to make my own twist of it, where (Y/N) somehow exists in the story.

Fun Trivia: Originally, Chad would've harassed the two physically and (Y/N) would be like "hell no bitch" and then after they get away, the make-out happened. But I really didn't want this minor part to be 2000 words longer.

More Trivia: In another version, I was going to have Sean and (Y/N) discover a fully-filled gas tank in the trunk, which they use to fill the car up since Sean unfortunately runs out of gas in the game. But there was no point since the story was gonna end before the two teens had to walk through the desert on their feet.

One More Trivia: I actually almost wanted to say this part was connected to Bear Station, but since there was no female reader version for that major part, in short, I just didn't want to be unfair to that portion of readers.

To conclude, thank you so much for reading this!! It really means alot to me! :) And also, make sure to stay safe and practice social distancing!