RP:]] St Luke's Reform School For Young Gentlemen

I smile as Matt pulls me down onto the bed with him, he's obviously tired, and I don't blame him after my little episode earlier. I smile down on him and rest my head on his chest, letting my hands grip onto his tight bed shirt.

"Night Matty," I say before snuggling my head into Matt's raising chest and closing my eyes, letting sleep overtake me in a hurry. But this time, without the fear of nightmares.

[[Awwww. They wuv each other. Any ideas?]]

I eye up the dorm door that belongs to Zacky as I make my way back up the stairs again. Having not believed what I just heard come out of Brody's mouth when she told me, well, when she eventually told me, after we promising her the virginity of the emo of her choice.

I look sympathetically up at the door as I make my way past it, thinking and feeling how much Zacky has got to be hurting right now. I know how it feels to have your heart broken by your first and only love. It hurts like a thousand daggers to the gut and you feel like nothing will ever be OK again. I just hope that Matt can help him through it.

I run my fingers through my hair with a sigh, thinking what the hell I am going to tell Brian. I can't tell him about Zacky's secret, I wasn't even supposed to know, I was only allowed to know because of my ranking. If I tell Brian, Lord knows that Zacky could do to me, he could kick me out of the school, he has that power over me now, even if he doesn't know it.

I walk up the last little lot of stairs to mine and Brian's room, I open the door slowly and quietly, noting that the lights are off and hoping that this means that Brian is asleep and that he'll wake up in the morning and I'll just tell him I came right back and wasn't gone for over an hour. But could I lie to him?

We shall soon see I guess.

The door opens, jolting me from the light slumber I'd drifted into. I'd been watching the clock ever since Coby went out. 77 minutes is way too long to be away from him. Fuck, 30 seconds is too long. I look back to the clock to see that 91 minutes have passed since he left me. Hmph.

I peer up over the covers to see his silohuette, the half flattened spikes on his head making me smile.

"Hey." I half-whisper, "Everything okay?"

Fuck... I make a small grumble to myself in the dark before turning back to see Brian sitting up in our bed. I put a smile on my face before making my way over to him.

"Yeah, everything's fine," I say to him.

OK. You just went to talk to Brody about some of the First Years. You got sidetracked when someone found you in the halls. They asked for some advice and then you went to Brody to get a second opinion.

Argh, this is never going to work.

He seems twitchy, like there's something he's not telling me. He shouldn't be lying to me. He can tell me anything, he knows he can. Unless he's done something he shouldn't and he's afraid or...

I'm overreacting, it's probably nothing. He's a block leader, he's got a lot of people to deal with here. He's probably just been told something that's shaken him up a little.

"Mm, but are you okay?" I ask, pulling him down to sit on the bed, "You seem a little on edge."

"Me? On edge?" I want to laugh just to show how ridiculous he's being but that'll probably blow my cover even more.

"I'm just tired is all, and I've had people all hassling me tonight, you would not believe how many people have problems, it's absurd."

I know I'm laughing now, but it's because I'm nervous. I always get nervous whenever I lie to someone so close to me. I just can't do it successfully.

I cock an eyebrow at him, even though he can't see it in the dark.

I know he'd not done anything to jepoardize us, I can tell just by how casual he's being right now. He'd be a lot twitchier and a lot more overcompensating-y. Besides he knows I'd castrate him for even looking at another guy. We had this conversation post-orgasm the other night.

I lean back against the headboard.

"Cobes, what's going on?" I ask, "You don't have to lie to me, baby."

"I'm not lying to you! I swear!" I say in an overly high voice.

My God, I just sounded like Mick, didn't I? OK, now I have blown my cover for sure if nothing else did.

"I mean, why would I have a reason to lie to you? I mean, if someone was having a problem, I could tell you. It's not big deal, God, ha, God."

If I could, I would slap my own forehead right now, over and over again.

I am SO glad Coby's not a femme. I couldn't deal with hearing that tone of voice all the time. I'm trying not to laugh right now, despite the seriousness of the situation.

"You're cute when you're frazzled."

I peck him on the cheek before going back to my original line of questioning. I'm intrigued as to what this is now.

"Okay, shall we try it this way? Has something happened that because of your position you can't tell me about?" I ask, "Because you know no matter what it is, if you need to get it out, you can trust me to stay quiet."

I sigh, he really does know me too well, doesn't he?

I look down at my twiddling hands before clapping them together, just to turn the lights on. I'm so glad that I installed that clapper over Christmas, it has come in handy a lot recently with me and Brian in bed. I let my eyes get adjusted to the light before looking over at Brian.

"I know I can trust you, it's just... it's big Angel, it's not right for me to even know myself. I sort of paid Brody to tell me herself. It's not... it's pretty bad and... I can't tell you."

I'm a little worried about what this could be now. Is there something wrong with one of the kids? Is someone in here dangerous or in danger?

I bring my hand to his arm, just stroking it to reassure him. I scooch over the other side of the bed, sitting up behind him. I wrap my arms around his middle from behind and rest my head on his shoulder.

"You don't have to tell me." I say, looking sidelong at him, "I'm not going to force it out of you. I don't want you to get in trouble. But I also don't want you to go crazy with the pressure of keeping this to yourself. You wouldn't look good in a straitjacket."

I move my head a little to the left and look around at him.

"I'll be fine, don't worry about it," I say before kissing his nose, "I have dealt with worse."

That is technically a lie, I don't think anyone has had a heart break quite like Zacky's. But I always remember the guy that was about to throw himself off the top of the school because his boyfriend dumped him and left the school, and I had to deal with that one. Personally.

"I'll be fine."

"Okay."

I'm really intrigued now. I was kind of hoping he'd just tell me anyway. I'm nosy like that, I really want to know what's got him so rattled.

I kiss the side of his face, "Now, you going to get that hot ass into bed and warm me up? The duvet just doesn't cut it anymore. I'm cold without Coby cuddles."

"Huh, what? Ooooh yeah, OK," I was in a world of my own then. Thinking back to that horrible day less than a good year and a half ago. I haven't thought about that in ages.

I smile at Brian, before watching him climb from behind me before getting laying down on top of the covers, still only wearing a pair of briefs. I must say, I do love it when he wears them, gives him almost a... porn star appeal.

I smile to myself before I pull off my shirt than I just threw on on the way out, not sure if it's mine or Brian, then I pull of my pyjama pants. I mean, I haven't being here for a good hour, the least I could do is show Brian what he's being missing for the past hour. Even if it's still packed away in my boxers and sleeping, if you get what I am saying.

He still seems a little distracted, poor baby. This must be one hell of a secret if it's affecting him like this.

I look Coby over as he strips down. I can never keep me eyes off him, clothed or otherwise, he's far too stunning. His body demands my eyes attention at all times. How could it not?

"Mm, if I wasn't so tired, I would be all over you in a second." I mumble to myself more than anyone, "In fact, no a seconds too long... far too long."

"And if I wasn't so tired, Angel, I'd let you," I laugh a little before crawling up the bed and collapsing on my stomach with my head smushed into the pillows.

"God, this bed feels so good!"

I say as I grin and close my eyes and snuggle down into the sheets.

Let's just hope I can get to sleep with this damn secret on my mind.

"Mmmm..."

"Pft, I'm better." I say with a smirk, "The bed's just trying to steal my thunder."

I lay down, nuzzling into his side, my arm just resting on his lovely ass. Not on purpose, I'm not some kind of sex crazed pervert or anything. It just happened to be in my hands way. Scout's Honour.

"I'll prove it to you tomorrow."

I slap his ass and try to control the fits of giggles bubbling up inside me as the action turns the light off.

"Y'know I think I prefer that method."

I laugh as I watch the lights go out, but I still pout at him for slapping my ass so hard.

"That hurt!" I call out in the same Mick voice I had earlier that I know he hates so much. I watch him cringe and I laugh, "Now we are even."

I nod before leaning down and kissing him, "Night Angel."

I turn onto my side so I can at least try and get some sleep without having to worry about this secret.

"Love you," I yawn before closing my eyes, trying to let sleep overtake my body.

"Love you too."

It feels so good to be able to say that. Even though I've been able to say it whenever I want for the past week, it still gives me butterflies everytime I say/hear it.

I close my eyes and start complaining in a half-yawn about how that so doesn't make us equal. He's scared my dick for life, I just gave him a pleasant reminder of what my hands can do. I drift off half way through my sentence, continuing it off in my head...

I sigh and shake my head as I hear Brian rambling about how me pretending to be Mick doesn't make us equal. I know he's asleep when I can't hear him complaining anymore and all I can hear is a soft snore.

I smile as I sit up in bed a little and look over him, he's catching flies right now. I laugh a little before sighing and laying back down again, looking up at the ceiling.

I know in my heart I am not going to be able to keep this a secret forever. I don't know how I am even going to be able to look Zacky in the face anymore now I know what I know.

"God, I am too nosey for my own damn good sometimes, aren't I?" I whisper to myself before sighing again.

And I am never going to get to sleep tonight.

[[What nowwwwwww?]]

[[I dunno. What ideas have we got to work with? We've set Mattacky in motion, Coby knows Zacky's secret. I can't think of the major plot points we have planned. Erm...]]

[[I think a lesson is in order actually. Or something along those lines.]]

[[Sounds like an idea. But what lesson? The only ones we ever do are sex ed... but that's probably coz they're hilarious. Maybe do a sex ed one with Corey teaching about gay sex? Coby teasing Brian about it all what with the dream? Or something. I'm brainstorming, haha.]]

[[Aww, haha, that sounds good to meeeeee. Or something with Coby and Tony, since we haven't done anything with them yet, and they are meant to be best friends. Haha.]]

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