Ralph splayed his fingers over the other boy's chest, looked up at his freckled face, stared into his blue eyes and said, "Stand by me."
"What?" questioned the taller adolescent.
"Stand by me" repeated the blond, more firmly this time.
"Ralph I don't understand what you're saying" face flushed from the close proximity of the other boy.
"I need your help if we're going to keep the rest of the kids together," he leaned closer, "I need someone ruling by my side Jack."
Jack's blush deepened at the thought of ruling side by side with Ralph.
"Alright," he said, "but why me?"
It was Ralph's turn to blush now.
"W-well I-I figure y-you you ought to be a good leader, y-you know w-with the choir b-boys and all," he said turning his head away and pouting. Jack smiled slightly. The blond boy had been the object of Jack's affection for the few weeks that they had been on the island and Ralph looked positively adorable now. Jack was jerked out of his thought when Ralph spoke again.
"So, are you in or not?" he asked.
"Fine" agreed Jack and, deciding that he felt like teasing the little blond, added, "So long as we can be king and queen and I get to be the King."
Ralph's face immediately went tomato red. Jack smirked, leaned closer to Ralph, whispered, "Lets go tell the others, Queenie" into his ear, and was promptly hit upside the head.