Whatevergirl----yeah. He's still a tad confuzabibbled. (my new word lol)

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"Umm…Bill?"

Bill looked up from his book, raising an eyebrow as Charlie closed the door to his room behind him.

"Yeah, Char?"

"Do you know who Kaden is…dating?"

'Well, shit.' Bill thought.

Sighing, Bill patted the space beside him on the bed and watched as Charlie became visibly more nervous.

"I won't try anything," he grinned, "this time."

Charlie glared and carefully sat down beside him, his back ramrod straight.

"I take it you saw him and Michael?"

"Yeah."

"I told them to wait until they got home," Bill frowned. "You…you won't tell anyone, will you?"

Charlie shook his head. What Kaden and Michael were doing was none of his business or anyone else's. Hesitantly, Charlie moved to lie beside his brother. He had missed this, the comfort he got from just being next to Bill.

"Do they love each other?"

Bill smiled.

"More than anything."

They laid there in silence for a moment, both redheads beginning to feel drowsy. Charlie sat up to leave but was quickly stopped by an arm around his waist pulling him back to Bill's chest.

"Bill-"

"Don't go. Please? I swear I'll behave."

Charlie sighed. "I don't think that's a good idea."

"Afraid you won't be able to keep your hands off me?"

Charlie began struggling harder to escape Bill's tight grasp. Bill, however, just tightened his hold and waited for him to calm down.

"What would Mum say?"

"About what?"

"About us sleeping together, moron."

"Probably something about how nice it was of me to let you stay here after another one of those nightmares of yours. You seem to sleep in here more than you do in your own bedroom," Bill laughed.

"Let me go."

Sighing, Billdid as he was told. Charlie blinked, staring in disbelief at his older brother.

"You let me go."

"You told me to."

Charlie slowly lay back down, flinching when Bill reached for him.

"Charlie," Bill sighed.

"Don't."

Bill nodded and pulled the covers over the two of them.

"Goodnight, Charlie."

The only answer was the sound of Charlie's even breathing.