Aiden sits up yawning, his eyes closed tightly as the bright sun shines into the room. His lower body being weighted down as a strong arm anchors him to the bed, he looks down and smiles seeing the very tired Brett snoring softly on his lap.

"Oh Brett-" Aiden chuckles softly as he runs his fingers through the taller's hair.

He gently slides out from under him, standing up and stretching to his full height. He smiles looking back at the sleeping teenager in the bed as he snores soundly, his tan skin glowing slightly as the sun shines on him. At some point in the night, Brett had taken off his shirt and pants and was now laying in bed. Staring down at the close to naked boy made Aiden blush profusely, he turns quickly as the boy in the bed rolls over showing off his perfect abs; he stares back at himself in the floor length mirror, his naked pale chest and thighs catch his attention as his eyes roam down his body.

"When did I-"

Suddenly, loud knocks were heard from the door.

"Babe, what is taking so long? You were suppose to pick me up at my dorm!" Aiden's eyes go wide at the sound of Witney's whines.

He runs over to the bed shaking Brett, he rolls over groaning as his eyes slowly open to the sun filled room.

"Hmm, what?"

"Shh- Witney's outside looking for you!" Aiden covers the taller's mouth, silence the short curse that leaves his lips.

"Baby?" A string of knocks fill the room as the two look at each other.

"Hide."

"Wha-"

"Get in the closet, now." Brett jumps up and pushes the smaller boy into the small compartment, clothes pulling him in as they wrap around his small body.

"But-" Brett kisses him, silencing any complaints he may have had. The kiss was quick and sweet, the sound of more knocks breaks them apart and Brett quickly shuts the closet door before running over and opening the bedroom door.

"What took you so long? Do you know how long I've been waiting?" Witney snapped, her pink manicured hands resting on her waist.

Brett rolls his eyes as she walks past him entering his room, she sits down on his unmade bed and frowns.

"Well?"

"I over slept, obviously." He walks over and grabs a pare of pants, glad yesterday's uniform was still out for him and not in the closet.

"Do you know what time it is? 7:45." 

A small gasp was heard and she looks at the worried Brett.

"What was that?" Her snooty tone asked.

"Uh um me, it's really that late. We should hurry." He hurriedly pulls on his uniform and grabs her hand. "Come on."

"Wha- since when did you care about your attendance?" He pulls her put of the room and down the hallway.

"Since I found out I had a project in history." Brett pulls her down the stairs, his mind worrying about Aiden who no doubt is still in his room. 

And he was right, Aiden was still in his room, and still in the closet at that. He slowly opens the door and peeks out, letting out a deep sigh as he sees his clothes still on the ground.

.......

Not long after getting dressed, Aiden had made it out safely with out anyone seeing him leave Brett's dorm, the whole time his heart was rapidly beating, and his mind was going crazy. His mind was filled with nothing- no one besides Brett, all thoughts had to do with the taller brunette. Even as Wendy was scolding him, Aiden could only think of Brett, his strong arms wrapped around his body, his naked chest radiating from the morning sun, his cute little soft snores, and his beautiful bed head that seemed to shine. A soft dazed smile takes over his face, shocking both his friends as to why he was smiling while getting his head chewed off by his fiery female friend. 

"Aiden!" Fingers snap in front of his face as he smiles off into space, his eyes staring at nothing in particular.

"Jesus crist- Aiden!" John slaps the brunette's cheek, making the pale skin turn a rosy color.

"Ow, w-what the hell?" Aiden grabs onto his cheek and stares at his friends like they have two heads. 

"What the hell us?! What the hell you! I'm over here getting onto to you about your where abouts last night, and all you can do is smile like a looney." Wendy frowns at him, serious disappointment on her face.

"S-sorry, I just was at....." He mumbles, hoping the two didn't here the name.

"Who's?" John asks, leaning across the table.

"Oh John, didn't you know, of COURSE he would be at Brett's, it's not like he has any other friends to hang out with." She hisses.

All three are both taken back at her harsh words, Aiden frowns and looks at his plate.

"I-I think I'm going to head to class." He stands up and already feels tears in his eyes.

"Aiden I-"

He walks away before he can hear what she had to say, his hands coming up and wiping away tears as they fall. He draws closer to the door till he feels a small hand on his forearm, turning half expecting Wendy, he sees a small worried Sydney.

"A-are you okay Aiden?" Her soft voice brakes something in him and he shakes his head.

"N-no." A choked sob comes out and she starts pulling him out of the food hall as tears start to fall.

They enter the long quiet hall and she pulls him in for a hug, their close height was to their advantage as he leans in and hugs her. Small sobs escape from his lips hold as he holds on tightly to her, her hands patting his back. 

"Shh, shh- Its okay, whatever it is I know you can get through it." Her soft voice soothes Aiden, his tears slowling down.

"Mmm." He nods, pulling back as he wipes his eyes.

"Now come on, we have a chemistry class to get to." She smiles and Aiden shakes his head.

"O-okay." Aiden nods his head as she leads him down the hall towards their shared class.

As the two walk down the hall, Aiden calms down slowly, glad Sydney was with him. The two enter the class and take their seats, relief fills Aiden as they sit in the back corner and start working as they wait for the others and the teacher. He occasionally looked at the time, wishing the class would go by fast so he could leave. Today was Friday, everyone was buzzing with excitement to go home or visit the town, Aiden was hoping to ask Brett over this weekend, realizing his Aunt still thinks of Brett as a bully. His mind starts to wonder off, thinking of all the things they could do, all the fun they'll have this weekend, and maybe do some other thi-

"Aiden?" Sydney's soft voice calls out from next to him, he looks up and sees everyone watching him.

"Well Mr. Bishop, do you know the answer?" The old lady puts her hands on her hips.

"Um uh, benzene?" He scratches the back of his neck.

"Shockingly, that is correct." She nods her head, a proud smile being hidden well.

"Aiden, don't mean to sound rude, but maybe you should get your head out of the clouds...." Sydney whispers.

"Y-you're right, sorry." Aiden nods and looks back down at his notes, a small smile on his lips.

________

"I bet she didn't mean it." Brett whispers into Aiden's nape.

After classes and dinner, Aiden had told Brett everything that had happened after he left, and he didn't even try to hold back the tears that sprung when he told him about what Wendy had said. Aiden sits on Brett's lap as they plant a Night-Blooming Jasmine on the floor of the green house. 

"A-are you sure?" Aiden mumbles, placing the small plant in the pot.

"Of course baby, and from the sound of it, it sounds like she's jealous." Brett lifts a small handheld shovel and pours some soil into the pot.

"Jealous?" Aiden looks back at him confused.

"Well yeah, you've been spending most of your time with me." 

"I...I have." Aiden looks back down at the small plant and frowns, he HAS been spending less time with Wendy and John. "I-I'm a horrible friend." 

Aiden chokes out a sob that twists Brett's heart, he sets the shovel down and hugs the smaller boy in his lap.

"Shhh, you're not a bad friend. If anything I'm the one to blame, I was the one distracting you." Brett places a soft kiss to Aiden's fluffy hair.

"N-no it's not!" Aiden turns 180 on his lap, his legs on either side of the others lap and his arms wrapped around his neck. "I-I'm to blame, not you!" 

Brett chuckles and shakes his head, leaning forward to kiss the smaller boy, his hands holding onto his arse cheeks. The kiss turns into one of need and sensual, Aiden's hand tugs now and then on Brett's hair, while Brett kneads the smaller's arse. Soft moans fill the small bubble the two are in as Aiden rub against Brett, the smaller causing both pleasure.

"Mmn- Brett~" they both pull back in need of oxygen, pant for air.

"Yeah?" Brett leans their heads together, his breath mingling with Aiden's.

"Would you like to come home with me this weekend?"