Mituna woke to the feeling of sun on his face. He groaned and closed his eyes tighter. He grabbed at the covers and noticed they felt different. He cracked an eye open and saw he wasn't in his room. Mituna quickly sat up and looked around. The room was in sharp contrast with his own bright room. The room was dark, with dark purple walls and black-out curtains that had been partially pulled away. He looked to his left and saw Kurloz. That's right, Mituna had started to doze off in the car. Not wanting to return home with eyes red from crying Kurloz offered for Mituna to stay with him. Mituna looked at the other boy again and smiled. Kurloz was sleeping on his stomach with his head turned Mitunas way. His lips were partially opened and his hair was a mess. Mituna couldn't help but think how innocent he looked, especially since the face-paint he liked to wear had been wiped off of his face.

Mituna looked around the room trying to locate his phone, which he did. Halfway under Kurloz. His crotch area to be more specific. Well he wasn't going to get that back anytime soon. A knock startled Mituna and he snapped his head to the door.

"You motherfuckers decent in there?" came the gravely voice that belonged to Kurlozes younger brother.

"Y-yes." Mituna mumbled out. Gamzee swung the door open causing a loud bang. Kurlozes eyes shot open and he sat up.

What the fuck do you want?

"No need to be cold brother. I wanted to ask for a ride, unless," Gamzee raised his eyebrows "you're busy or somethin'".

As a matter of fact.. Kurloz pushed Mituna onto his back and winked at him before kissing him. Mituna squeaked then kissed him back. He felt Kurlozes tongue on his bottom lip and parted his lips. Mituna felt his tongue enter his mouth.

"I get it. No shame bro." you could practically hear Gamzee roll his eyes. After the door clicked Kurloz propped himself up on his elbows. He gave Mituna an apologetic smile.

Probably should've asked permission first huh? Mituna blushed.

"It's okay." Mituna nervously looked up at Kurloz. He was relieved to see a smile which he easily returned. Kurloz sat up and pulled Mituna into a sitting position next to him.

Do you want me to take you home now that I've all up and violated you?

"You don't have to." Mituna laughed. "We can go to the mall or something. If you want to."

Sounds good. Kurloz stretched and got off his bed, heading toward his closet. Before going to bed he had stripped down to his boxers, something Mituna was trying not to pay attention to. Mituna himself was dressed similarly. Kurloz rummaged in the closet looking for something.

"Need help? What are you looking for?"

I'm looking for old clothes. I don't think you'd want to wear that again. Kurloz pointed to Mitunas clothes sitting in a pile on the floor. I don't what I'll have that could fit a tiny mother fucker like you.

"I'm not tiny." Mituna mumbled glaring at the back of Kurlozes head who had returned to his search. Kurloz chuckled and tossed Mituna a pair of basketball shorts and continued looking for a shirt. After finding one small enough it wouldn't hang on him he went to his dresser.

Hopefully these are a "one-size-fits-all" kind of thing. Kurloz tossed Mituna a pair of his boxers. Mituna swore he was as red as a tomato.

"Thanks." Mituna left the room and entered the bathroom directly across from it. He took off his own underwear and put on Kurlozes. He tried not to think where they had been. He put on the shorts and shirt and looked at himself. He wasn't swimming in it at least. At 5' 4" and weighing about 120 pounds, he was a dwarf compared to Kurlozes 6' 3" and who knows how many pounds. He wasn't chubby by any means, but he certainly had a lot of muscle. Not that Mituna noticed or anything.

Mituna picked up his underwear and went back to Kurlozes room. The other boy had changed into black Tripp pants and was still trying to locate a shirt. Mituna added his boxers to his pile of clothes.

"Do you have a bag I can put my stuff in?" Kurloz turned around and looked around his room. Mitunas eyes casually drifted to Kurlozes six-pack. He realized he'd been licking his lips and blushed, looking back at Kurlozes face. Kurloz had his eyebrows raised with a smirk on his face.

Need me to repeat that? Mituna blushed realizing he'd been caught and nodded. I asked if a gym bag would do.

"That's fine." Kurloz climbed over the bed and crouched down, looking through a pile of stuff Mituna had noticed earlier. After a few minutes of searching, he found what he was looking for. Kurloz hopped over the bed again and handed him a black gym bag with the anarchy symbol on it. Such a rebel. Mituna took the bag totally not noticing their hands brush against each other. He put his stuff in there and waited for Kurloz to find a shirt. He eventually found a long sleeved black shirt that had cat eyes all over it. It was pretty much like he was wearing a second skin and Mituna was thoroughly enjoying the view. Kurloz finished his gay ass manly as hell outfit off with a black beanie (I'm so sorry I love those things so much I don't even know why). The boys put their shoes on and headed out into the living room, and through the door outside.

They got into Kurlozes car and pulled out in the direction of the mall. Mituna was absentmindedly staring out of the window when he felt Kurloz tap on his arm. He turned toward him and saw the other boys hand above the console, palm up. Mituna looked at Kurlozes face and seeing the crooked, half embarrassed smile, slipped his hand into Kurlozes. Mituna actually saw the shift in Kurlozes facial expression. He looked calmer, and his smile was more genuine. Mituna wasn't really sure where the relationship was, but at this moment he couldn't care less.