A/N: Hi everyone! How's life? Cool... mine's boring. It's really REALLY boring. I have no life.

Boopem- I'm sorry... the 'hardcore smut scene' as you called it, didn't fit in there. But I promise there will be smut later! When I can fit it into the story... btw, anyone got any ideas for that?

Guest- Yeah, lol, no face paint. He wasn't trying to be a clown. And technically you don't have to be a woman to wear makeup... I say if you're a guy and wearing makeup makes ya look hot, who cares?

By the way, this doesn't mean I ignore the rest of your reviews! I just PM some of you and most of the people I can't PM don't have questions... but if anyone has questions, always feel free to ask! I will be happy to answer them the best I can! Bye bye! ;)

Roach sat up with a yawn, immediately noticing that his boyfriend wasn't there. Oh no. Where did he go?

"Ghost?" He called, fidgeting nervously on the bed.

No answer. His worry grew as he got up and limped around the room, looking in various places for Ghost. Where did he go and how the hell did I not notice? He thought, yawning again and rubbing at his eyes in an attempt to wake himself up. He was exhausted. He looked down at himself. He was still wearing the same ripped skinny jeans and hoodie from earlier. Speaking of which, what time was it? He glanced at the clock and saw that it was only 8:06 in the evening. I must have fallen asleep earlier...

He left the room, nearly slipping and falling on the cold tile floor because he was wearing socks. He shoved his hands into the pocket of his hoodie, wincing as his hand flared with pain at the action, and went to the rec room hoping that Ghost would be there. He was disappointed to find the he wasn't. Instead, he found everyone except Ghost and Keegan sitting in there drinking beer. Luke looked up at him and his eyes widened. Roach paled visibly and backed up.

"Gary- shit, sorry!" He said, standing up.

The sickening smell of alcohol filled his nostrils, bringing back memories of John and causing frightening images to flash through his mind. He gagged at the horrible smell that inhabited the room and quickly left, running for the bathroom. He hated bathroom stalls because they were tiny and bothered his claustrophobia, but he didn't plan on shutting the door. He heard footsteps behind him, but didn't care in the least.

He ran until he reached the bathroom, clutching at his stomach as it heaved. He fell to the floor and was terribly sick, retching into the toilet and gagging as stomach acid burned his throat, tears rolling down his cheeks. He felt a warm hand rubbing his back and was embarrassed. He wanted them to leave. It wasn't until several minutes later that he stopped puking, gasping for breath and leaning back against the person's legs.

"G...go a-away..." He panted, weakly hitting at their legs.

He heard them sigh and then they grabbed some toilet paper and wiped his mouth, flushing the toilet as well.

"I'm sorry about that... are you alright?" Luke asked, ruffling his hair.

He shook his head and mumbled, "Leave me be."

Luke ignored him and pulled his leg into his lap, lifting the pant leg and examining his stitches. They seemed fine and he was lucky they weren't torn after running like he had. He glanced at his face, which was wet with tears, and wiped them away with a hand, giving Roach a warm smile as he did so. He felt bad that he had walked into the rec room to see them all sitting there drinking. He had told them that they should probably drink outside or something, but they said Roach was asleep and they would clean everything up before he woke up. But he woke up earlier than they expected... Roach sniffled and rubbed at his eyes.

"Sorry..." He murmured into his hand.

"Why are you sorry?" He asked, surprised that he was sorry over something like this.

"I got s-sick..."

He laughed slightly and said, "You always get sick when you smell alcohol. But you shouldn't be sorry, you can't help it. And it's not your fault. They shouldn't have been drinking at all, much less in the rec room. I'm sorry."

He sniffed and said, "At least you don't smell like it..."

"I wasn't drinking. Neither was Archer, Logan, Hesh, Merrick, Ghost, or Keegan."

"Oh... cool."

"Haha, you're weird. You wanna go back to your room?"

"I want Ghost..." He whined.

"He's getting a checkup. Keegan should be done with him soon though, and don't worry. He's fine."

He pouted and looked down at his clothes with a tired laugh.

"What is it?" Luke grinned.

"I... I didn't get any on my clothes."

Everyone in the rec room had hurriedly cleaned up, even going as far as to spray cologne everywhere to mask the scent. Basically the whole room smelled amazing. They all felt terrible and were really worried.

"I hope he's okay..." Hesh sighed.

"We're never doing that again... did you guys see how fast he paled?"

They nodded. He had turned as white as snow in like 2 seconds.

"I think we made him sick." Merrick said sadly.

"If he had a panic attack, I'm going to cry of guilt." Kick said, leaning on the back of the couch.

"Well they haven't come back yet... so we can probably assume he did." Price sighed.

Luke walked in... without Roach.

"No, he's fine other than puking everywhere. Thanks for that, guys." Luke said with a glare.

"We're sorry! But where did he go?" Kick asked, looking at the door.

"He said he had to go to the bathroom, but in actuality he's trying to stop crying. I know him well."

"Awww... that's awful." Logan said. He looked like he was about to cry, too.

"Why didn't you stay with him and cheer him up?" Toad asked with an edge to his voice.

"Because he was already embarrassed. Plus he told me to leave. He wanted Ghost."

"He always wants Ghost, that's nothing new." Hesh laughed.

"Well if you want to try to cheer him up, then feel free to do so. But when he punches you and screams for you to go away, then I advise you run."

Hesh paled slightly.

"Aaand... it's official. We're not going." Logan giggled.

Roach poked his head into the room and hesitantly took a breath. Their hearts sank when they saw his tear stained cheeks, only making them feel worse. Then he shrugged and walked in, eyes searching for Ghost. He stopped by the couch and frowned.

"Is Ghost still getting a checkup?" He asked, clearly worried.

"Yeah. He should be done soon though." Merrick explained.

"We're sorry... for making you sick." Logan said quietly.

He waved a hand at him and said, "It's fine. Just don't do it again or I think I'll die."

"Okay!"

Luke grabbed his arm and pulled him onto the couch, sitting on his legs when he was down. Roach yelped in surprise and shoved at Luke telling him to get off. He shook his head and laughed at him.

"Nope! You must sit with me." He declared, patting his shoulder.

Roach turned and nipped at his hand, nibbling on it like a teething 2 year-old. Luke just sat there and let him. Kick looked concerned.

"Ummm... does that not hurt?" He asked, gesturing to the hand being munched on by Roach.

"He's bitten me so many times that I'm used to it now." Luke laughed.

Roach stopped biting his hand and scowled at Luke. He growled and struggled to get out from under him, almost there when Luke laid down on top of him.

He gave a frustrated sigh and said, "You're an asshole."

Luke smiled at him and said, "I know. But so are you."

"My hand hurts."

"That's probably because I'm on top of it..." He said, reaching under him and finding Roach's hand, then setting it on his stomach and playing with his fingers.

"Weirdo." Roach mumbled.

"Jerk."

"Jackass."

"Bitch."

"Lulu."

Luke groaned.

"I'm gonna kill you." He threatened, squeezing Roach's hand a bit.

Roach whined and jerked it back. Then Keegan walked in with Ghost. They both raised an eyebrow.

"What are you doing to my baby?!" Ghost asked, pointing at Roach.

Roach lit up like the fucking sun.

"GHOST!" He cried, immediately reaching for him like a child who wanted to be picked up.

"I'm using him as a pillow. You should know he's a nice pillow, Ghost."

Ghost nodded.

"I do. But he's also mine, so get off him." He ordered.

Luke sighed and got up, Ghost going over to Roach and laying on him instead. Roach groaned, Ghost smiling and kissing his nose in response.

"Really?! I'M NOT A PILLOW!" He yelled.

A/N: Lol, Roach and Ghost are absolutely adorable. But anyways, please review and tell me how to fit some smut in here, and how the chapter was of course...

I need heeelllp... :ยท(