Every day they got into the habit of waking up early to go to the park before the sun rose. They would meet inside the barrels, shivering as the brisk morning air chilled them. From there they would huddle inside, finish any homework, vent about their life problems, and enjoy their time together before having to walk to school.

However, during this one particular and slightly muggy spring morning, Delic was already lounging in the tunnel, grumbling to himself as Psyche crawled in.

"Morning!"

"Mmm…"

Psyche scooted over, squeezing himself into the spot between Delic and the curved wall. He looked down on the forlorn blond who was scowling up at the graffiti covered ceiling. "What's wrong?"

"Parents are being pricks again."

Psyche frowned at that statement. He knew that Delic's parents were always tough on him; 'do well in school, participate in as many activities as you could, get a girlfriend'etc etc. Not to mention they were constantly fighting amongst themselves on top of all this. The raven had lost count the number of times he had spent the night at Delics only to wake up hearing them screaming and breaking things.

"Need to talk about it?" Psyche murmured, laying down next to Delic - or rather- half laying on him.

Delic wasted no time after that. He burst into his rant full throttle and Psyche admired that about the blond. He was never afraid to speak his mind.

"They were fighting over finances again. Started yelling at me to get a job and start helping with the bills. I don't know what they expect in me. It's not like I can get a job whenever I want. Have you seen this economy? It's so damn hard to get a decent paying job. And it's not like it'd help much with the bills anyways. Mom has her crazy credit card bills since she can't stop shopping, and dad gambles like there's no tomorrow!" he ranted, his voice getting louder as the problems grew worse.

Psyche did the best that he could to try and console him. It got harder every time they had these talks. More drama kept piling up on Delic's shoulders, and Psyche was scared his best friend would soon break under the pressure.

"M-maybe they'll see their mistakes and -"

"They're getting a divorce."

Psyche's stomach flipped at those words. He stared down at the blond with shock. Divorced? They were…

"Delic…"

The blond shrugged, gritting his teeth with anger. "Tch, it's not like I have any say in the matter. It's their vows they're breaking. Not my problem."

But it was his problem. He was going to have to choose who to live with. He'd be separated from his brothers. He might have to transfer…

…he might leave Psyche.

Psyche shivered at the idea, shaking it from his mind. No, Delic wouldn't leave him.

"What are you gonna do?"

"No idea." Delic sighed, closing his angst filled eyes. "Well…whichever one decides to stay in this house I know I'll be staying with."

"Don't you want to choose? Why stay in one place?"

"I don't have a real preference over who I stay with. Both are idiots anyways." Delic looked up at Psyche with a small smile, "Besides, I don't want to leave my best friend behind. He's not too good at protecting himself."

Psyche smiled back, and for the first time in his life he realized how…wonderful Delic really was. He was always looking out for him, and was always making him happy. And for once, he wanted to make Delic happy. He had such a hard life…it just wasn't fair.

So he acted without even thinking. The raven bent down, softly pressing his lips against the other's and taking Delic completely by surprise. The pressure was gentle, kind, even innocent almost - if that could even be considered a proper term to use to describe a kiss.

But as quick as he had done it, Psyche pulled away, his eyes wide with fearful realization. A bright blush formed on his cheeks as he stammered, "I-I'm sorry! I..I don't know what c-came o-ooh!"

His voice caught in his throat as Delic's fists gripped the raven's shirt and pulled him down roughly to connect their mouths once again. It was sloppy and fast, yet tender and warm.

It was as if they were finding comfort in each other's lips.

And although it was certainly not Delic's first kiss, it was still Psyche's. It was nothing like he had expected. But at the same time it was still…perfect.

Delic's arms gently wrapped around Psyche's waist, pulling him flush against him while their mouths moved and worked against each other. Psyche's hands rested on the blond's broad shoulders, gently kneading at them as Delic's thumb drew small circles in Psyche's back.

Tentatively, they parted their mouths, letting the kiss grow deeper. Delic's tongue slipped into Psyche's mouth, earning a surprised gasp as the slick muscle brushed against the others. Psyche softly mewled, gripping Delic's shoulders tighter when the blond's hands roamed down to rest on his hips.

The shrill ringing of Psyche's alarm broke the silence, causing them to jerk and pull away nervously.

Cheeks flushed, eyes half lidded, and mouths parted. They stared at each other, both slightly confused…and pleased at the turn of events.

"W-we should…"

"…Get going."

They hesitated, unsure of how to move until Psyche finally moved first by pushing himself up to scoot backwards off of Delic who slid out from underneath. They fixed their slightly disheveled hair and straightened out their uniforms before scrambling out to walk to school.

The entire way, they didn't speak of what had happened. There was no reason to talk about it. They both knew why they had done it so they felt as though there was no need to talk about an event that wouldn't repeat.

That was the plan at least.

Because they certainly weren't expecting it to happen once more three weeks later when Psyche's mom was admitted to the hospital when she passed out at work. Psyche had been a broken mess, terrified that something was terribly wrong with his mother. The Doctors had tried to assure him that she just over worked herself, and she even told him in person that he didn't need to worry about anything except forgetting to eat…

But still, he ran to Delic's house for comfort, flinging himself into his friend's arms even as the door was still opening. Said friend stumbled back, trying to regain his balance after a 130 pound teenager thrust himself into his grasp.

"Wh-whoa now Psyche, easy does it." He cooed, chuckling slightly. Although his joking tone dissipated as soon as he heard Psyche's soft sobs into his chest. "What's wrong?"

"M-mom passed out at work today! And she's in the hospital and I'm really scared for her and I don't wanna be alone!" Psyche cried, clinging to Delic with what little strength he possessed.

Delic lifted Psyche up easily, scooping him bridal style and holding him close, "Alright, calm down. She'll be ok. Your mom is a strong - and dare I say, beautiful and charming - woman."

He earned a smack from Psyche for that comment. He chuckled, taking the raven into his room to lay him on the bed.

"Everything will be ok," Delic assured, softly brushing back Psyche's hair, "And you can stay the night if you have to. Dad's 'working', which means he's probably at the clubs looking for someone to pick up. It's just you and me, alright?"

He nodded, leaning into Delic's hand. "You won't leave me?"

"Never." Delic reached down to brush away the tears from Psyche's face, "Now, let's stop crying. I don't like seeing such a pretty face ruined by tears."

Psyche felt his face turn pink a bit, and there was a strange pull inside of him that made him want the same comfort he had felt in the tunnel.

"Delic…"

"Hmm?"

"Remember…in the tunnels…"

Delic quirked a brow, "What about it?"

Psyche's pink gaze flickered down to the ground and he bit his lip slightly. He felt shy to even ask of something like that. He shared everything with Delic, all of his thoughts and feelings but this…was this going too far?

The blond wasn't thick headed however and despite his silence Delic could tell what Psyche was asking from him by reading his body language. He leaned over the smaller male, using his hand to lift Psyche's chin gently while he brushed his lips against the brunet's.

He pulled away for a moment, eyes fixating on the blissful expression on Psyche's features. He brought their lips together again, this time lingering a moment longer before separating. He repeated this process, their kisses growing longer and firmer. Soon, Psyche was pulling Delic on top of him and holding him desperately as their mouths assaulted each other.

Soft pants and groans filled the room. Their skin grew hotter as they rolled around in the bed, entangling their limbs as their make out session grew steamier with each passing second.

Delic pinned Psyche to the bed, pulling away to gasp for air. He looked down at his best friend, soaking in the image of his tousled hair, swollen lips, and red face. His chest heaved as he tried to catch his breath. But the part of Psyche the blond had noticed the most was the slight bulge in his jeans.

"Heh…turned on by this?" he asked, chuckling lightly. Psyche whined, turning his head away with embarrassment. He wasn't supposed to be getting horny by his friend. But Delic didn't seem to mind, and merely ducked his head low to breathe over Psyche's ear, "Do you trust me, Psy-kun~?"

A shiver ran down the raven's spine as he nodded his head. Delic flicked his tongue over the shell of Psyche's ear, earning a shaky moan from the smaller man.

That sound…it made Delic react in ways he never would have expected. He continued to roll his tongue along the outer rim of Psyche's ear, nibbling on the edge before moving down to suck on the lobe. Psyche was writhing and mewling beneath him, his body begging for more despite trying to keep quiet.

It felt so good…so ridiculously good. He couldn't hold back the soft gasps and whimpers that bubbled past his lips. His back arched into Delic's hands as they ran along Psyche's body, slipping up under his shirt to softly brush against his skin. The raven whined lowly, his hands reaching up to cling to Delic's shoulders.

"Psyche."

"H-Haaah…y-yes?"

"It's just us tonight. I can show you what other kids your age are doing." he murmured, moving down to lick and nip at Psyche's neck. "You just have to let me know if you're alright with that."

Psyche's breath hitched as he nodded, drunk on the pleasure and heat of the moment. Delic bit down, sucking hard on his neck. The little raven cried out at the feeling, squirming underneath Delic's grasp.

Delic pulled away and looked at the flaring red mark on the brunet's neck. He smirked at his work and moved down to start kissing a trail down Psyche's chest, pausing to flick his tongue against one of his nipples. Psyche yelped, covering his mouth with his hand when Delic sucked on the pert nub and rolled his tongue along the areola. Psyche gasped, panting harshly as tiny, strained whines and moans forced their way out. He turned his face away to bury it in the pillow, trying to drown out the desperate cries for more while Delic tugged gently with his teeth.

Pink eyes flickered up as Delic he moved lower to give butterfly kisses on Psyche's flat belly, watching Psyche's body rise and fall with his ministrations. There was no doubt in Delic's mind that Psyche was a virgin. It was obvious with his body language that this was his first time ever going this far - and he was enjoying every minute of it.

When his lips brushed against the hem of Psyche's jeans, the raven whimpered softly. The tent in his pants was uncomfortable and all Psyche wanted was to get them off. Delic chuckled, quickly unbuttoning and pulling them - and his underwear - down.

Already erect and budding with precum, Psyche's cock stood proudly in front of Delic. The image made his stomach flip and blood rush to his groin. Who would have thought that his best friend would turn him on so much?

"D-Delic…" Psyche mewled, hands gripping the bed sheets. The pressure building up was too intense. Psyche wasn't sure how much more of this he could take. It felt so good, he never wanted to stop. But he couldn't hold out much longer… "O-ohh…D-Delic…"

Taking the initiative, Delic ducked down to broadly flatten his tongue against the base of Psyche's erection, dragging it up the shaft to the tip. Slowly, he rolled his tongue around the head, nibbling softly at the sensitive underside.

The feeling of that wet and skillful tongue on his cock made Psyche moan loudly. The sound echoed in Delic's ears, and he was sure if anyone was home they would have heard. Who knew the shy yet outgoing kid was so…naturally loud?

He moved back down, flicking his tongue against Psyche's balls before softly sucking them. The brunet bucked his hips and groaned lewdly at the sensation. The blond continued by licking Psyche's perineum, earning a choked gasp. He watched Psyche's cock twitch, practically bloated and ready to release.

Like the average virgin, Psyche had zero stamina. Delic barely took Psyche's erection into his mouth and bobbed his head up and down once before the tiny raven came. But it wasn't as though he had been expecting Psyche to last long, and Delic was already drinking up the juices that flowed from Psyche's cock while he rode out his orgasm.

Psyche's mind was spinning and his body felt like it was struck by lightning. Every inch of his body was hypersensitive, and he thought that he was going to pass out from the over stimulation.

He mewled softly when Delic's lips pulled away with a soft pop! The blond smirked, licking his lips as he crawled to hover over the scrawny male. "Feel good?"

Psyche nodded, panting softly. Delic smiled and bent his head down to softly brush his lips against Psyche's.

"I'm…I'm sorry I came too soon…"

Delic blinked at the response before chuckling and kissing Psyche's hairline, "Don't be sorry. It was your first, right? You don't have to be a pro your first time."

"Is..is this your first?" Psyche asked breathlessly.

"No."

Psyche wasn't expecting this to be his best friends first time. "No wonder it felt so good…" he murmured before closing his weary eyes.

Delic placed delicate kisses on the Psyche's eyelids and pulled the covers over him to tuck him in for the night. "I won't do so much foreplay next time…" he murmured quietly, running his fingers through Psyche's soft black tresses.