Everyone seemed to notice the thinkness in the air between AJ and Brian. AJ was kind of upset, because Brian had never felt this....distant....this angry...this whatever just because of stupid hair dye fumes. Brian, on the other had, was trying to sort out the jumble in his brain...he could be sure it was telling him something he didn't want to hear....but somehow, he knew it was true. He loved AJ.

Later that night:

AJ lay on his bed, watching TV half asleep. He heard a knock on the door and stood up to go answer. Brian stood there, a small smile on his face. "Nick wants his drawings back," Brian explained somewhat sheepishly. AJ nodded and walked over to his suitcase, bending down to look through it for Nick's comic book. Brian couldn't help himself; he had to check out AJ's fine ass. A smile danced over his face as he watched his friend bending over, with only a pair of boxers on. AJ turned around to see Brian teasingly biting on his nails, making it seem as if he was sucking his finger. AJ blinked and handed Brian the notebook. Smiling, Brian walked slowly out of the room. AJ laid back onto his bed, his emotions/ thoughts jumbled and mushed together. His hand slowly snaked down to his dick as he remembered the sight of Brian sucking his finger, which had turned AJ on immensely.

Brian knew what he had done to AJ by the shock on AJ's face...and well, some other obvious things. He walked back, smirking. As soon as he got to his/ Nick's room, though, the smirk turned into his normal smile. Nick looked up as Brian handed him the notebook and went straight to the bathroom. Nick shrugged and found a pencil so he could continue with his comic book.

***next chapter***