We'd just finished watching a movie, his mom had offered to drive us home, seeing as his car was in the shop and it was too far away to walk or bike. She had also insisted that her son would not walk around in the dark, stating that he wouldn't be able to hear an assailant if they tried to attack him. Specs had blushed signing to her that no one would try and do anything to him if I was along. I grinned as I watched the conversation, the signs flying between the two. Even though I'm sure her only son's safety I doubt that it wasn't influenced by the fact her favorite book had been made into a movie, and she wanted to see it. I didn't complain seeing as she was celebrating the last day of vacation and was paying for everyone.

We spent the trip to the movie avidly discussing the movie choices. We'd started out deciding to see a traditional gory movie, I don't remember which, but we had looked and seen that Camp was playing. Now I, being a drama nut, started begging Specs to watch it with me. He had signed to me that he didn't think it was a good idea, and didn't know how good a musical camp story would be if he couldn't hear what they said, even though the movie theater had bought the closed captioned versions to appease the large deaf population in our area.

I shrugged trying to explain to him what it was about with out alerting his mother about the gay characters. She was slightly homophobic, and had no clue that her son was dating a boy. In fact she had even less of an idea that he was going to be sleeping over with that boy. And even less that I was the boy.

Specs eventually gave into me, and I beamed over at him. We spent the rest of the ride discussing classes and that kind of stuff. Straight stuff.

The movie was amazignlyfantabulous! Yeah, and we did watch it, though Specs had other ideas at first kissing my neck was the previews went up. Though as the Trip preview came on he stopped bugging me and started trying to steal my popcorn. We actually did spend most of the movie avidly watching it. But when I though things were to painful I would snuggle into his arm and he would pet my hair.

We got out after the movie as his mom was waiting for us. We had captured last kisses before the lights went up.

The ride back was full of laughter and exuberance, and as his mother was talking about the movie he quickly picked up my hand holding it. Rubbing his thumb over my knuckles he smiled over at me turning my hand over and spelling "I love you" into it.

He grabbed my hand possessively and I understood, no words were needed, never are. I smiled taking his hand and sign into it "Love you too"

Disclaimer: Dun own it

Author's notes: Okay I'm experimenting here with Deaf!Specs! Okay… Yeah I luffle it muchly. I think I'll keep him! Also I will work on You Told Me but this was too sweet not to write

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