A/N: I skipped the whole court process, because I'm not that well knowledgeable of law and the proceedings of a court case. So I'm sorry if you expected a little more :/

Aaron had been right, sentenced to two months in jail. He'd managed to keep a straight face, showing no emotion, as the judge rung out the punishment. He kept his head down as he was guided by uniformed police from the dock into a lengthy corridor. If he'd seen Jackson's face he would have crumbled, he needed to keep it together. He was only just keeping it together after seeing his dad smirking at him when the punishment was announced, he'd wanted charge across the court and lose his temper. Make him feel an inch of what he was feeling at the moment in time. But he didn't. He kept his temper in check, constantly jiggling his leg up and down and rubbing his hands over his head, anything to keep his mind at bay.

His mother's voice had cried out, protesting the unfairness of the decision. She'd stood up and started shrieking at the judge as Aaron left the court room. "No! He's the one who should be behind bars!" But the judge just shook his head and disagreed. "We have more than enough evidence to justify my decision Madam."

Why couldn't his mum accept it? He'd accepted it. He'd known long before he was going down. His dad had made sure of that. He'd hired a better solicitor than he had, making sure that his story pointed him in the right and Aaron in the wrong. They'd even managed to reign in the witnesses from the street who had interfered their little disagreement a month ago and made sure they knew who to blame. There was no way Aaron would have escaped time inside.

A loud bang on his cell door, jostled Aaron out of his thoughts. He scrambled into a sitting position, only to bang his head on the bunk above his head, receiving a laugh from his cell mate above him.

"Shut up." Aaron growled as he rubbed his head and a prison warden stepped inside.

"Morning ladies." He teased standing in the doorway. "You've both got visitors today."

"Yes!" Neil cried out, pumping his fist in the air. He always got excited when his girlfriend would visit, who wouldn't. She was the only that did come to see him, he'd told Aaron he didn't have much to do with his family when he tried to find out more about Aaron who had told him barely anything in return.

"Just behave yourself." The prison warden warned before backing out and locking the cell door behind him.

"Who's visiting you today?" Neil asked, swing his legs down and jumping off his bunk.

Aaron just shrugged his shoulders. He didn't tell Neil much and he planned on keeping it that way. He was only in for two months, less if he was good. So there was no need to tell everyone about himself.

"You're mate coming in? He's not been in for a few weeks." Neil pushed, talking about Jackson. Aaron hadn't told anyone he was gay, nobody had asked so he hadn't said. He didn't want to ganged up on and beat up or lose get into a fight. It was easier if nobody knew but Jackson hadn't seen it like that when he went to touch his hand on a visit last week.

"What do you think you're doing!" Aaron spat, snatching his hand out of his reach.

"Aaron. . ." Jackson began, hurt.

"No. Don't." Aaron warned searching round the room in case anybody had seen.

It was like he was the person he was when Jackson had first met him, when they were in the woolpack, petrified that anybody would find out.

"Fine." Jackson said definitely standing up.

"Wait, Jackson." Aaron hissed. "Don't!" But it was no use, Jackson was already half way out the visiting room and wasn't turning round.

"Doubt it." Aaron mumbled going back to lying on top of his bunk.

"Had a bit of a fall out have you?" Neil commented, he didn't miss much.

"Leave out, yeah." Aaron snapped. His patients were wearing thin with Neil. He seemed nice company at first, not what Aaron was expecting at all, and he was easy to get on with. But after having spent three weeks in cell with him nearly 24/7 it was driving him mad. He couldn't have a minute's peace.

"Alright!" Neil exclaimed sitting down at the desk in their cell and pulling out a magazine from the drawer.

Visiting hours weren't till the afternoon so Aaron had to wait around a while before he was allowed inside the visitors room. He'd been handed a bright blue mesh vest to wear, so they could identify the prisoners from the visitors easily, not that it would be hard. They all had to wear a white t-shirt and grey sweatpants and sweatshirt, it wasn't much of change from his normal clothes but he missed wearing his own clothes.

It was Jackson and Paddy who were visiting him today. He couldn't help but smile when he caught Jackson entering the room to his right, but soon changed his expression when he realized. He nodded his head in greeting. "Alright?" He said as the two older men sat down in front of him on the plastic chairs.

"Yeah, you?" Paddy said cheerily trying to keep things up beat.

Aaron nodded. "Yeah."

For a moment they sat quietly, looking round the room.

"Your mum's been asking about you." Paddy mentioned, trying to start conversation. "She wants you to call her."

" I'm in a month, what's the point?" Aaron sighed. He'd only had the delightful visits of Chas twice since he'd been inside.

"Aaron, please." Paddy pleaded. "It will make her day."

"Whatever." Aaron mumbled.

"Do you two want to talk?" Paddy asked them, unable to avoid the elephant in the room any longer. "I can go get a coffee while you do."

Without waiting for an answer from either of them, Paddy went over to the coffee machine.

"So. . ." Aaron started a little uncomfortable. "I'm sorry, about the other week."

"Really?" Jackson scoffed.

"Yeah, really." Aaron snapped. "I've had a lot of time to think about it and I'm sorry. Shouldn't have acted how I did. But can you understand why I did?"

"No, not really." Jackson sighed he was getting tired of this Aaron, the Aaron that wanted to hide back in the closet. "I can't see why you wouldn't want your boyfriend to touch your hand."

"Jackson, look at the place I'm in!" Aaron hissed. Why wasn't Jackson getting it? He must of come here to talk to him, why else would he have come.

"I'm not stupid Aaron, I can see where you are. It's hard to forget that you're boyfriend's in Prison." Jackson spat at him, annoyed. Aaron winced at the term boyfriend, frightened that anybody would over hear.

"Then you should understand. Imagine what could happen to me, if they find out I'm gay!" Aaron growled under his breath.

Jackson remained quiet. He knew fully well how horrible and homophobic people could be. Being stuck in a place that was most probably crawling full of them wasn't good if you were in fact gay. He realized what strain he was putting Aaron under. He didn't want Aaron beaten up because he'd thrown a fit over the fact Aaron was keeping him a secret in here. It would break his heart if Aaron was hurt.

"Sorry." Jackson said, running a hand over his face. "I should thought of what I was asking of you."

"s'okay." Aaron mumbled before smirking up at him.

"How's prison life then?" Jackson teased.

"Feel right at home." Aaron laughed sarcastically, he felt anything but that.

"Seriously though, you're okay in here right?" Jackson asked raising an eyebrow.

"Yeah, yeah." Aaron dismissed. "Everything's good, counting down the days till I get out. Neil, my cell mate, is driving me mad."

Jackson laughed at that. "Miss sharing a bed with me then." He said leaning forward so only he could here.

Aaron scoffed. "No. I've got room now."

"Er! Excuse me. It was you taking up all the space. I cling on for dear life to the edge of that mattress night times." Jackson exclaimed.

"See you boys are okay now." Paddy grinned as he came back over.

"Yeah." Both young men answered.

"We've got to be heading off now. Visiting time's nearly over." Paddy told him, placing a hand on Jackson's shoulder.

"Oh. Okay then." Aaron said sadly. "See you later then, yeah?"

"Sure. Next week." Jackson assured him standing up.

Aaron stood up also. He just wanted to hold Jackson, he'd missed him. He could hug him right? People would just dismiss it as friendly hug.

He caught him by surprise when he pulled him in to a one arm hug, patting him on the back. "See ya."

"Yeah, see ya." Jackson muttered still shocked as he walked back over to the exit.

"ALRIGHT, VISITING TIME IS OVER!" A prison warden called out from the corner of the room.