'I don't like Leo.'

'It's not important if YOU approve of h-'

'Yeah it is.'

'Don't interrupt!'

'Don't bark orders at me!'

'Romes is happy! He LOVES Leo and if you'd take your face out of your own crack and notice-'

'Leo is a moron with obvious mental instability and I refuse to let him join with us.' Seth interrupted once more.

'He isn't here to JOIN us, he's here because he loves Romes! They're great with each other and...'

'They're pathetic. Playing with each others hair, laughing like idiots, they're worse than girls.'

'I think they're sweet together.'

'Giggling over wildlife programs on tv and sticking chopsticks in their nostrils, yeah, that's REALLY cute, fatso.'

'Are you ever going to stop calling me fat?!'

'Are you ever going to be anything in life? I doubt it.'

'You lousy piece of- I regret having you as my crush since high school!'

'dean, shut up. I Changed you, I made you and I sure as hell can break you down to dust.'

'Then go ahead and do it right now.'

'And dirty my hands? Don't you wish.'

Dean glared into the living room area of the suite, turning to applesauce mush at seeing the happy couple, lost in their own world with each other, German Shepard and hyena, what they had was real love, devotion, loyalty, no matter how much Seth cursed and rolled his eyes at it.

He smiled a smile of pure envy.

The date night and plans of scoring some wonderfully tempting Star action diminished at each loud moo from outside.

Drew sighed, properly defeated, removed his hands and legs and lips from various countries on the map of Sydal skin.

'It's okay, baby.'

'No, it really isn't and I have an idea why Jinder's being such a brat.'

'trying to tear us apart?'

'Precisely.'

'And let me guess, your ex probably told him to?'

'More than not.' Drew cringed inside, upset stomach for no reason except he didn't like hearing Justin referred to as his ex.

'Hey, no worries, there's always my room.'

'Star, you're as brilliant as you are flexible!'

'Anything to make you happy, I don't mind doing.'

'I can tell that from the first time you put your legs behind my neck.' Drew grinned, adjusted and fixed back in place more than his clothing and they exited the bus hand in hand.

Drew halted a moment. Something, someONE was calling to him.

Damn penis, he hated to do this but couldn't stop himself.

'I'm going to grab some water.'

'We have water here.' Mike said, brow creased. 'Plenty in bottles.'

'I'll get more.' Drew sought out a kiss. 'Be right back.'

'Don't go.'

'You'll be safe.'

'It's not ME I'm worried about.'

'I swear I won't be gone long.'

'Ten minutes?'

'Less.'

He located Jayge immediately, found his room by scent alone.

His stomach no longer ached.

And he felt like a marble statue.

'Don't lie to me and say that's from a tumble off your motorbike.' Drew scowled at the hand sized bruise on the right side of Justin's face, plum turning black.

'Well, I DID but...'

'He beats you.'

'Yeah you're the expert in being in an abusive relationship,right?' Justin sneered and instantly regretted the sarcastic fury once Drew paled.

'That's not-'

'Sorry, baby.' Justin had his arms around seductive, talented hips as apology.

Eyes wide, mouth trembling, no words necessary past that.

'I'd best go back to Star.'

'He's gone.'

'Star isn't-'

'But corey IS. For two days, getting more ink.'

'He LEFT you here, alone and in pain!'

'I'm not in pain...now.'

Hands crept up to explore denim back pockets.

One hand shifted to front to unzip.

'And I'm not alone either.'

A soft whimper of a noise between them as the door shut.