Blah, another chapter. 3 I hope to submit a chapter a day~ Enjoy~

:c Sorry if this chapter makes no sense whatsoever, and stuff like that; I was having a tough time writing this, due to writer's block.

Or, that's what Dave thought. Bro had arrived home at five, not six, like he usually did. He heard him planning excuses up. But he would let Dave stew a bit―He wouldn't tell him he was home earlier than the other thought.

"Hey, fuckface, I'm home." He called out to his younger brother, who decided to show his face after a minute's time lapse.

"Hey, dude." Dave said cooly, averting his already hidden eyes.

"The hell happened to your face?"

"Oh, um.." Dave hesitated, after being put on the spot. Quick, think fast. "Just a little tussle after school. No big deal. Fucker learned after that."

He knew Dave was lying. He was just waiting for him to fess up. He quirked a brow, and just stared at him.

"What? It's a-all that happened.." He begun to feel his eyes water, and it made him step back. He knew that look, and he was torn up from the thoughts in his head. "I-I have homework to do."

"That's a motherfucking lie, Dave." Bro commented, crossing his arms. He smirked upon seeing his brother squirm, but then frowned deeply when he saw tears appearing from under Dave's glasses. He stepped closer, and dropped his voice a little. "What happened, really? It doesn't look like any fight."

"S-she broke up with me.." He shakily whispered. Truthfully, this chick was his first girlfriend- All the time he'd claimed to have past ones, but..That was all just a joke to keep himself looking slick and cool. "S-she was d-dating someone the whole time.. She lied and fucking sent him after me, and he cut me up.."

Bro hesitated a moment, before stepping closer. He didn't say a word, and just wrapped his arms around Dave, letting him cry it out. He knew how it felt to be betrayed- It was a shitty feeling, and he would only wish it on the worst douche in the world. He hated being this calm and caring, but hell, it was his brother, and it was someone he did care about to some extent. This made Dave question something.

"Bro.." He asked very, very softly, "Are you high or somethin'? You..Don't usually care.."

"Dave, you know if I had stuff, I'd be in my room not sharing." He tried to joke, and just rubbed at Dave's back to calm him. "Why don't we just go chill on the couch, alright? You can tell me anything. Tell me what happened."

And they did. Dave sobbed about it for a half hour to Bro, who was actually listening intently. Occasionally, Bro would gently rub Dave's shoulder, trying to calm him.

"Fuck, dude. Didn't know she was that much of a bitch.." He commented when Dave was completed with his story. "I've been through that shit before, too. It sucks major dick. But hey, you'll find someone else, right? It would be as if nothing bad happened at all!"

Wow, he was horrible with comfort. That made Dave sigh. "She was the only one to, you know, even think of accepting me. Well, I mean, she apparently couldn't take me, but..She didn't even kiss me, she only hugged me."

Bro chuckled and kissed Dave's cheek in a loving, brotherly way. "Well, fuck her. No bitch is worth keeping if she doesn't suck you off." He paused. "Did she even do that?"

Dave's cheeks were sprinkled with a light blush upon being kissed. Sure, he was his brother, but anyone would get embarrassed by that. "No, no she never sucked me off. Why would I want her dirty whore mouth on my junk?"

"You do have a point." Bro chuckled, and leaned back, his arm still around Dave's shoulders. "What d'you want for dinner, dude?"

"NOT pizza. Anything but pizza."

"So... Pizza."

"Eh.."

"What kind?"

"Cheese."

"Figures." Bro commented and stood up, disappearing into the kitchen.

Once again, something bothered Dave. What was he doing blushing over his Brother? He shouldn't be liking that, any child would have flailed and avoided that kind of affection! But..It.. It was just needed. When he was this upset, he just needed this comfort. However, he didn't quite feel right. It felt bad to do.

"Pizza will be here in thirty." Bro reminded him as he walked through the room, and down the hall to his bedroom.

Now, their house was a great apartment. Big living space, small kitchen, a fridge filled with shitty swords, and even a small hallway that led to two bedrooms, a bathroom, and a random closet. Bro's bedroom was right beside Dave's, and the bathroom was across the hall from them. The closet was at the end of the hall, and it was more like a room rather than a closet. With this random fact stated, Dave got a little upset again. When Bro disappeared to his room, he usually only came out a couple times during the night, and it was mostly just to use the bathroom. He decided to get up and visit Bro in the 'Uncharted Territories' which, in other words, was Bro's room.

"Hey, dude.." He questioned through the door. "Can I come in and chill with you?"

"Eh.." Bro could be heard clicking off of whatever site he was on, and shuffling papers, books and other things was heard as well. "Yeah, sure, whatever."

Quickly darting away and getting his laptop, he entered the semi large room, just to plop on the surprisingly neat bed. "Thanks."

"It's strange you suddenly wanna chill, lil' dude." He commented, turning slightly to look at him from behind the pointed shades.

"What, a guy can't hang with his brother?" Dave asked stupidly, his eyes carefully scanning the room from behind his own pair of shades. It was a semi-large room, but a little cluttered. There were a box of condoms perched on a high shelf, clothes strewn in the area where the hamper was, posters all over the wall, empty soda cans in various places.. Even random assed stuff like old snow globes Gram gave to them. It was like Narnia threw up in his room.

"Eh, whatever floats your boat." He said and re opened the browser, just to hide a tab. It was more than likely porn, again. This was about the time he came in to do God knows what. So, in Dave's head, he pretty much just cockblocked his brother from his daily porn intake.

After around twenty minutes, the pizza man finally showed up. And of course, Dave had to answer the door.

"Sup."

"Total is twenty dollars even."

What a steal that was for two large pizzas, and a bottle of coke. "'kay." Dave murmured, handing the money and a tip, before closing the door, Pizza boxes in hand. "Come on, dude."

Bro emerged from his room, a little anxious. What Dave didn't know was that in the time it took for him to leave and pay, he'd had his laptop invaded. A prank, per se. "Yep. Let's eat in the living room, watch some t.v., too."

Huh. "Oh. Fine, fine." He replied, placing two slices on his paper plate, a cup of soda, and a napkin. He plopped onto the couch, and waited patiently for Bro.

Bro did the same, of course. But he couldn't help but snicker at his thoughts. Dave would eventually have to use his laptop, and he'd see several tab opened with gay porno.

But did Bro know Dave's little secret? This would end up making the whole joke fail.