Last night, Jay hadn't slept too much. He was exhausted by all these bubbles, but it was still better than sitting on a bench and being treated like shit. Much better. Way, way better. Jay rested his head on Cole's strong shoulder, dozed off and eventually fell asleep, inhaling Cole's scent. He smelt of a fruit salad: peaches, pears, bananas, every type of berry, pineapple and he even smelt of cotton candy.

Cole felt a slight pressure on his shoulder. It didn't bother him. In fact, it almost felt like a complementary pressure. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

When he came back from his dozing off, the wind was much stiffer and colder. Cole shivered, the only thing keeping him from the cold was a thin t-shirt. And… Jay.

The teen was still asleep and Cole didn't have the courage to wake him up, so he tried carrying him in a not too brutal way. The only way he found was carrying Jay bridal style. Which was a piece of cake, Jay being as light as a feather. Today's wind could have probably been able to blow him away. Just like a little ant. A really cute one.

He didn't feel like calling Juan to come and pick them up, fearing his out of place jokes about Jay being his boyfriend. The only problem was it was a long walk home, especially if he had to stop by Jay's building. It would at least take two to three hours of walk.

On the streets, people were throwing them weird looks, but it didn't matter. The only thing that mattered was to get Jay back at his building. As Cole trotted to his destination, he couldn't help but staring at Jay's face, which resulted in bumping into a few people. Jay's face was really special. I guess you could compare it to a gorgeous flower that its owner had neglected. Except that flowers wilted and you couldn't get them back again, unlike faces.

Jay's face was very pretty. In fact Jay himself was very pretty. But this beauty had been faded away by what seemed to be lack of sleep and food.

He dropped Jay in the reception hall of the sad building and chose the plate that was labelled: 'Mr and Mrs Walker'.

Even though this afternoon was filled with silences, Cole and Jay had to chance to exchange basic informations, such as last names, phone numbers, birthdays, addresses etc.

"Yes?" a woman answered through the inter-phone.

"Uh…It's going to be hard to explain…But, I have your son, Jay downstairs and could you…maybe…pick him up?"

"Of course…But who are you?"

"I'm a friend of his."

"Oh? He has never mentioned any friends for a long time. My husband and I would be delighted to have you for dinner and-"

"Thank you, but I have to get back home. My father is waiting."

"Yes, yes, of course. Family is the most important thing in life! But why can't Jay get back up himself?"

"Uh…Oh, he's asleep."

"Why don't you wake him up?"

"Because I don't want to disturb his sleep."

"What a sweet and caring young man you are!"

"Goodbye, Mrs Walker. I have to get going."

Cole sat Jay in a corner and bolted for his house. The elevator chimed, and Mrs Walker stepped out. She passed the door of the hall to the reception one, and saw Jay asleep, seated in the left corner.

She woke him up by shaking him slightly. He groaned and rubbed his eyes before opening them. It took him a few moments before realizing where he was:

"How did I end up here?"

"A friend of yours carried you home."

Jay shrugged.

In the elevator, his mother asked where the big jacket he was wearing came from. Jay hadn't realized it was still on his shoulders. He preferred not to answer. He didn't want to live through the awkward moment when his mother will know it's a boy he barely knew who lent it to him because he was cold.

"And you're all bandaged up! And bruised! What happened? Why didn't you come see us yesterday evening?"

"I got beaten up yesterday," Jay kept his face down.

"By who? I'll sue them to the core!"

Although Jay and his parents lived in a cheap apartment, his mother was a lawyer. And a very good one, mind you. It's just the family had grown used to this grayness and stayed in the dark apartment. It was almost friendly.

"The baseball team."

"What?! I'm going to get you out of this team! But who bandaged you up? Can you walk?"

Jay preferred to stay quiet.

Mrs Walker told all about Jay to her husband. His father brushed it off, he was too concentrated on his latest inventions.

Jay flopped on his bed and his face crashed in the pillow. He snuggled up in the big jacket. It still smelt a bit like Cole. Just a bit. But just enough.

Jay removed the jacket and placed it on his desk, carefully folding it, when his mother called everybody for the dinner.

They ate potatoes and…potatoes. Jay tossed almost half of his plate in their old dog, Gerald's plate. Jay had lots of fun playing with Gerald ten years ago, but Gerald was now old and really wouldn't like to play anymore.

He took a cold shower, and as he undressed, the message he had carved yesterday kept reminding him what he was. In the shower, he caught himself singing 'You Found Me'.

When he brought his clothes to the dirty laundry, a paper fell out from his pants' pocket.

'If you would like us to do something again, I'll be waiting you at the baseball court. I know you don't have practice, but I'll be waiting.'

Cole

Jay almost frankly smiled. He went to sleep, putting the paper under his pillow.

•◊•◊•

Cole was sitting on the bench, playing Candy Crush, when Jay waved at him from the fence.

Jay limped to the bench. He held the jacket in his hands and gave it back to Cole.

"You forgot to take it back."

"Oh yeah! Thanks Jay."

"What should we do?"

"Maybe we could hangout at the café with a few of my friends?"

Jay didn't know any of Cole's friends. He already saw them once or twice as they waved Cole off when he stopped at the baseball court. He nodded. As long as he had something to do, he was fine.

They met at a half-decent café. Three guys and a girl were seated around a table and had kept a seat empty for Cole.

"Sit there," ordered Cole to Jay.

Jay didn't protest and settled at the table while Cole picked a chair for himself. He put on a fake smile.

He looked at everyone. The guy on his left had unnatural white hair and looked at Jay puzzled, cocking his head on the side like a dog. His icy eyes chilled him to the marrow. The two other guys were across him. One had a blond haircut with a long bangs in front of his hair and the other had a hair that clearly gave away he cared too much about his looks. On Jay's right was the girl. She had short jet black hair.

She and the blonde smiled widely, trying to be warm. The other guy stayed jaded and rested his head on his hand.

Cole presented everybody quickly:

"Jay, Kai. Kai, Jay. Jay, Nya. Nya, Jay. Zane, Jay. Jay, Zane. Jay, Lloyd. Lloyd, Jay. And I'm Cole. Hi guys!"

They all laughed.

Lloyd opened the conversation by asking Jay questions. The basic questions, you already now them. Also questions about his bandages, which he didn't answer. Cole also had the decency not to answer them for him.

They spoke but didn't say anything. Just spoke to fill the silence, spoke for nothing.

All of Cole's friends took tight black coffees to act tough, but it was crystal clear they found it really disgusting. Cole and Jay took hot chocolates.

Nya kept dropping very subtle hints to Jay, who didn't acknowledge them, but she didn't give up.

After an hour that seemed to stretch forever, they said goodbye to Cole's friends. Nya even blew him a kiss. He pretended to catch it and patted his chest where his heart was.

"I see you're into Nya. She's absolutely amazing," stated Cole. "I used to date her. If you want to, go ahead, but beware of her brother Kai. He's like an overprotective pit-bull when it comes to his sister. But he's too occupied by his girlfriend Skylor right now. She's such a bitch, but she's kinda hot. Also, her Dad is loaded. You can't even guess how big their houses are and…"

Jay stopped listening to Cole's incessant babbling. His leg and ribs were still hurting, and his parents hadn't brought him to the hospital. They just saw the bandages from the outside and said "Meh…Good enough." Not that it bothered Jay. He wouldn't like people discovering his little secret, like four years ago.

Cole and Jay walked together on the sidewalk. If you call that 'together'. They were on the same sidewalk and sometimes talked to each other, but it seemed they tried staying as far apart as possible.

"Are you sure you don't need help walking?"

That was a pretty dumb question. Of course Jay needed help walking. He looked at Cole with his watery eyes, and refused. However his eyes said 'yes'.

"Oh come on! I'm not toxic."

Jay shrugged. What was the worse that could happen? Cole could hold his hand? Pff…Nope, Cole piggybacked Jay. Again.

Jay felt himself redden as people looked at them. Some even whispered to each other. He hid his face in Cole's hair and muttered:

"Well, that's gay."

"Not more than yesterday."

"What do you mean 'yesterday'?"

Cole laughed slightly. "I carried you home. Bridal style. For two miles."

"I never imagined my likeness for someone could vanish as quickly."

They passed a few blocks until Jay said something he knew he would regret:

"Hey, Cole."

"Yeah?"

"You smell nice."

Jay squeezed his eyes, waiting for Cole's shock.

"I'm glad to hear that."

Jay released a pleased sigh, before tightening his grip around Cole's neck.

"Urk…Jay…You're strangling me…"

They were at Cole's place. He had carelessly dropped Jay on the living room couch and proposed to watch a movie. He picked a few blockbusters like 'Avengers', 'Transformers' and 'Batman'.

"Those any of those interest you?"

Jay kept his mouth shut, looked at Cole's DVD bookshelf and pointed the first Disney he saw.

Cole raised an eyebrow:

" 'The Princess and the Frog'? If you want to watch it."

The DVD started playing. Jay had noticed something about Cole. Except always having to say something, he also had to eat something.

"I'm gonna get some drinks and chips."

Cole got a slight 'mhkay', Jay being so interested by the movie.

When he came back, Cole carried two glasses of grape soda and a big bag of chips under his arm. He tripped on the carpet, which send the purple liquid on Jay's hoodie and jeans.

"Crap! I'm so sorry! We got this carpet yesterday and I'm not used to it yet," apologized Cole.

"It's-It's fine. I still think I might need to change…"

Cole got the smallest shirt and skinniest jeans he could find, and showed Jay the bathroom.

He waited for Jay on the couch by playing a few songs he knew on the guitar. He heard Jay shout from the bathroom:

"You play well!"

Cole smiled and continued, playing a bit louder.

Jay succeeded at removing the stickiness of the soda and was now dressing up. The shirt's collar was way too large and kept slipping off his left shoulder. Jay feared it could uncover his 'message'. The jean was perfect, except it was too long. So long it covered Jay's feet.

"Ugh. I look so ridiculous."

Unfortunately, the clothes hadn't been used in a while and smelt of dust and new clothes at the same time instead of Cole's fruity scent.

Cole had helped him upstairs, and Jay didn't think he could make it down either. He sat on the last step and called:

"Help, please?"

"Alright, big baby."

Cole's jaw dropped slightly when he saw Jay. His mouth stayed opened as he stood in the stairs.

"Um, Cole?"

"Oh, uh…sorry."

Cole was about to take Jay on his back, but first, he had to adjust the brunette's collar, who slightly blushed as Cole lifted the fabric and placed it correctly again.

"It really bugs me."

A/N: So that's all I've got for now! I'll update it soon (I hope ;w; )