This was a stupid thing to cry about, he thought as he pushed open the doors leading outside. Cold air rushed through his open jacket and he shivered. It was probably just under freezing point, but no snow was seen on the ground.
He moved past the parking lot and sat in a ball under a big oak tree. Dirt crunched under him but he couldn't care less as unexpected tears streamed down his face.
"Fuck... FUCK!" He repeated the curse over and over like a child throwing a tantrum. He was hurt, but what did he expect? A warm hug and a kiss? He pounded his fist against the tree, bark biting into his skin.
His knuckles cracked blow after blow after blow until blood seeped from his torn up hands. He would've went to the bone and tendons but someone grabbed his wrists from behind and he froze.
Someone was pressed against his back, moving their firm grip down to his shaking fingers. He didn't need to look, he knew the smell. His hands were stained red and cold air tickled the open wounds.
"I have bandages in my car, let's go." Brody wrapped his strong arm around his shoulders once more and led him back through the parking lot. He unlocked the doors to his sleek, expensive car and helped Teague in.
"You don't have to." The prince argued as Brody slipped into the drivers seat. He reached over and grabbed drive-in napkins from the glovebox. He pulled out his water bottle and slowly dampened the cloth before tenderly holding Teague's hand, dabbing and wiping the blood away.
The napkin didn't hurt, but the other's touch burned through his skin and warmed up his entire body- or maybe it was the heated seats. He was so starved of gentle touches he let out a long sigh. Brody mistook it as pain and dabbed gently.
"Why did you do it?" He pulled him from his blissful state. Teague shrugged, "I was just pissed about what happened back there. You saw everything, remember?"
Brody tugged a little red bag from the confinement of the glovebox and proceeded to patch the prince up. He felt like a child, this was so humiliating. His hand twitched as he tried to pull away but of course the other wouldn't let go.
"I dunno, I thought it was pretty cool you stood up to them like that." Teague's face was on fire. "Shut up, you don't know what cool is."
"I think I do." Brody's eyes crinkled as he flashed his stunning smile. It felt like Teague's heart was going to beat out of his chest, and it was then that he admitted to himself;
he had a crush on Brody Carmichael.