Title: Over

Author: Joy 13+

Pairing: Oh, I still have to tell you? B/J

Disclaimer: Not mine-no moolah.

Notes: So far, the series goes: Drive Me, Candy, Falling Apart, Cold, Right Now, Damn This Closet is Small, Cleansing, Rusted, Secrets, and then this one. yeah. It's getting pretty long.
Jeff knew something was wrong when he heard his mom open the front door. He cocked his head to the side, listening to the quiet dialogue filtering through the walls. When he recognized it as Byron's voice, his whole body froze and his fingers clenched the laundry he had been folding. Surprise visits from Byron were not his usual; Byron preferred to plan things out two weeks in advance and show up on time.

A knock sounded on his door and Byron's muffled voice called out, "Jeff? Can I come in?"

"Of course you can come in. You never have to knock-God, Byron, are you okay?"

Byron slunk into Jeff's room and claimed the bed. His face was smeared with tears and his hair was a mess. Quickly, Jeff knelt beside him and began checking for bruises when Byron whispered,

"They know. About us."

"Who!" Jeff pulled back in shock.

"My whole fucking family, that's who." Byron put his head on Jeff's knee and softly turned his face to the fabric, dampening it with fresh tears.

With trembling fingers, Jeff stroked Byron's hair, smoothing it out, except the back piece next to his ear which never straightened out anyway. He drew Byron up into a sitting position and rocked back and forth, holding him tightly until he stopped shaking.

"Well... my mom said I could take the car to prom," Jeff began, looking for a more casual topic.

"Prom!" Byron cried aloud, pushing at Jeff angrily. "We just got outed and all you can talk about is the prom? God, it's not like you're taking me."

"I'm not?" Jeff turned crystal-blue eyes on Byron and stuck his lower lip out.

"Oh. Ohhhhhhh."

Their lips met, pushing heat through skin. Jeff's hands slipped to pull Byron closer, and Byron whimpered, akwardly scooting into Jeff's lap. Afraid to go any farther, Jeff broke away first, but Byron easily filled the gap between them again and tucked his chin underneath Jeff's. He was so close Jeff could feel throat muscles move as he swallowed.

"So... my mom said I could take the car to prom," Jeff restarted.

Byron looked up through newly tousled hair, grinning.