Chapter 13 - Side by Side and Suitcases

The three boys were laying in bed, curled around each other, two of the three were sound asleep, but the third had his eyes open, staring at the ceiling thinking. After a few minutes the man sat up and crawled out of the other's embrace and to the edge of the bed, he grabbed the cane left on the floor next to the bed. Slowly he quietly left the room, closing the door behind him.

He quietly moved around his bed room, putting his clothes into a suit case, before picking up the phone and dialing the one place no one would expect him to go.

"Hello? Mom?"

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He stretched lazily, his arm falling across Roger's body. Collins looked down upon the sleeping man, wondering what had led the poor man to the life he was now leading. He had had such a hard life, though not as bad as some, true.

Roger stired, and slowly opened his eyes and looked at Collins. His eyes were glazed over with sleep still, he clearly hadn't all his senses yet. Collins grinned at him as Roger closed his eyes again and simply rolled over closer to Collins. Still gazing at the sleeping man Collins heard a noise in the main room. He ignored it, figuring it was just Joanne or Maureen plundering their food again. It didn't even register in his mind that Mark was gone.

Finally Roger stretched lazily, and Collins just grinned at him and layed back staring at the ceiling. The two laid there under the covers, both mercilessly with out a hangover. Not wanting to break the silence, but wanting to talk none the less, Collins looked at Roger and asked something that he was curious about.

"How did you get over Mimi?"

Roger tensed slightly and glanced at Collins hestiantly. "Well... to be honest.." he trailed off. But he seemed to screw up his courage and just spit out the words in a rush "I got bored with being an angsty asshole."

Collins chuckled and rolled towards Roger but before he could say anything Roger continued. "Its not that I don't still love her and miss her.. but I missed everyone else too. And besides... I didn't want to be walled off from life anymore." Collins grinned at Roger and then suddenly kissed him. It wasn't a big kiss, just a peck really, on the lips before rolling on his back. Not to be out done, Roger figured he might as well go for it and mimmicked the other man.

Laying side by side, with their arms barely touching the two stared at the ceiling. It was only a few moments before they both turned towards each other.

It wasn't long until the bed squeaked.

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"Hey Rog! Wheres Mark?" Collins yelled out, Roger was still looking for the pants that he lost some how when they came in drunk. Collins was in the kitchen making some Captain Crunch, in only his boxers, when Roger entered the common room.

"I dunno, is he in his room?"

"Nope."

"Damn. Oh well, I'm sure he'll be back." At that Roger went up to Collins and gently kissed him. Collins just leaned back against the counter and grinned, letting Roger do all the work. Roger slowly reached around Collins and grabbed a ceral bowl while keeping the kiss going. He slowly raised it, with Collins completely unaware, before steping back and grinning like a cheshire cat as he dumped the cereal no Collin's head.

"Pay back. Bitch."

Collins sputtered as Roger ran off.

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A/n: Its short, but since I got so many ideas and I didn't want to make it all fluff, I had to add on.