We're out in the middle of the lake, me at the wheel of the boat and Renly struggling with water skis in the water behind me when his phone rings. I picked it up, eyeing at the caller id: Stannis. Renly must have noticed that I had his phone in his hand because he yelled to me.

"Who is it?" His voice sounds distant with how far out behind the boat he is.

"Stannis!" I called back, holding the phone carefully with my fingertips. As if Stannis would reach through the phone and choke me on the spot. Renly scrunched up his face, forcing his heel into the water ski.

"Ew, don't answer it." Renly said, "He's probably wondering where I am," He said as he sat back in the water, floating on his back with the water skis pointing up. I return to my seat as the driver.

"He's just being a concerned older brother," I yelled to him, glancing over my shoulder once Renly caught the rope. He had taken a few nasty spills on the water skis, but being as stubborn as he was he refused to stop in till he got it down pack. After we had finished out waffles and waited out a thunderstorm in the condo we deemed that we could take the boat out, as long as we were careful and watched the skies. Technically we were breaking the law by not having two people in the boat when someone is waterskiing. One to drive and one to watch the skier, but marine patrol hardly ever came up to the cove where Renly's family's condo and the dock where. So we weren't too worried.

A few more falls and a successful loop around the cove when Renly actually stood up for more than two minutes later he clambered aboard the boat, soaking wet. He grinned at me, lopsided like it always was.

"Loras, you look like you need a real big hug," He stepped towards me, dripping wet and shaking his hair like a dog. The water splattered across my face.

"No, really, I'm good!" I protested, holding up my hands but Renly got be cornered against the glass side of the boat before I could get away. His hands snaked around my hips, his thumbs hooking onto my swim shorts. The ever present heat seared my skin even with the cool water that Renly dripped onto me. I squirmed in his gasp, pushing at his chest and laughing.

"What's wrong? Do you not enjoy sopping wet hugs?" Renly drawled sarcastically, looking down at me. I kept pushing at his chest, smiling as I did.

"No not really," I laughed. Renly leaned down to kiss my lips, his lips soft and cold and wet from the water.

"How about sopping wet kisses?" He smirked as he pulled back but didn't give me time to protest before he kissed me again. All heavy and full of tongue. I accepted it for a moment before I remembered where we were, and what I wanted. I turned my face to stop the kiss, feeling Renly's warm breath against my cheek. Instead of getting discouraged he kissed along my jaw line to my ear, sucking gently on the skin behind my ear. I knew he had left a mark before I ducked away from him, rubbing at the spot.

"Hey, no marks," I scolded. Renly's lips folded like he was trying to hold back a grin. I returned to my seat as the driver and we were heading back when Renly's phone started ringing again. I slowed the boat down so Renly could hear if he picked up the phone. "Stannis?" I asked softly. Renly shook his head, answering me as he pressed the pickup button on his phone.

"Robert."

My heart thundered in my chest as I watched him pick up the phone. Robert never called him unless it was a family emergency. He went to a different school, so they rarely ever saw him. He was a senior, like Stannis. But Stannis was a year older. From what I knew the family had put Stannis is a program called readiness before they sent him to school. They had Robert shortly after but chose not to put him in the same program as Stannis, so the two of them ended up in the same grade. Robert and Stannis where Irish twins, meaning they were born within the same year as each other. Margaery and I almost where. Our birthdays are only two weeks apart.

I could catch Robert's voice from the other end of the phone, but just barely. Renly frowned at the water as he listened.

"Please, just don't tell mom," He said suddenly, breaking into Robert's rant. "Seriously, don't tell her; can't you do this one thing for me?" Renly snapped into the phone. I sighed, rubbing at my eyes. Stannis must have discovered that Renly took the keys and told Robert. Renly would be in big trouble if his parents found out. They tended to keep a tight lease on all three on the Baratheon boys. And I knew that if his parents found out they would tell mine. Not that mine would care too much, they trusted Margaery and I to take care of ourselves. But they wouldn't be happy that I didn't bother to tell them I was going away and not staying at school.

"Okay, yeah, bye," Renly muttered, hanging up the phone and putting it back in the cup holder where we had been keeping it. I didn't ask the questions I was dying to ask, just drove back to the dock. Renly did his job to catch the railings and pull the boat in, tying it off as he did.

"Stannis might murder you in your sleep," I said once we were walking up the path back to the condo. The rain had started again and it sprinkled lightly on the leaves of the trees. I watched the water slid off the leaves and fall to the ground. "You know how he feels when you take his stuff," I muttered. Renly shrugged.

"It's okay."

"It is?" I asked softly. Renly nodded, looking over at me.

"I can deal with Stannis. I only wanted to take this trip to be with you," He smiled gently. My heart skipped a beat in my chest and I looked to the ground, feeling flustered. "We needed to have some time alone," He added. We reached the condo and Renly had to press his shoulder into the door to get it to open because it was being stubborn. He stumbled inside, turning on me once I closed it behind me. I watched him, chewing at the inside of my cheek.

"You're dripping on the carpet, c'mon," I said, leading him to the bathroom and fishing a towel out of the closet. When I turned back around he had taken his shirt off. I tried not to look at his chest when I handing him the towel. Renly rubbed it through his hair. And when he couldn't see my eyes I let them wander over his skin. Bronzed and muscled and stunningly attractive. I forced myself to not reach out and touch it.

Thou shalt not creepily touch thou's gay best friend.

I stuffed my hands into my swim short's pockets, hoping that would stop them from acting on their own accord. Renly threw the towel back at me, hooking his thumbs into his swim shorts. My breath caught in my throat.

"Whoa, let me leave the room before you strip," I said quickly. Renly stopped in his movement, looking at me through his eyelashes.

"You don't have too," He said, his voice dropping lower. Deep and seductive. More like he didn't want me to leave. I froze half way to the door, heat pooling in my stomach. Renly reached over to turn the water to the shower on before he approached me. I swallowed; sweat beginning the form on the nape of my neck. This was moving too fast for me, but I couldn't make myself move as Renly's hands slipped underneath my tee-shirt. His fingers left goose bumps in their wake as they skimmed over my abdominal muscles. I leaned over to catch his lips before I could stop myself.

My brain screamed in protest, but my groin cheered.

I held his face, deepening the kiss quickly, my heart going one hundred miles an hour. Renly moaned softly against my lips, his hand slipping higher underneath my shirt. I let my hands slip behind his head to card through his hair, holding onto the black curls. Renly broke the kiss suddenly to pull my shirt over my head. I let him; dropping the towel I had been holding to join my shirt on the floor. Renly kissed at my neck and I allowed it, leaning back against the door. I had fallen into a trance. Hypnotized by Renly's lips and teeth and the way his hips brushed against mine. It felt better than anything had before.

Much more fire then when Sansa and I had kissed. I wondered briefly if everyone felt like they were burning up the first time someone touched them the way Renly was. His hands ghosted around my shoulders and back as he kissed my collarbone. Sucking the skin between his teeth and biting lightly. I wanted to protest to the slight sting that his teeth caused but only a moan fell from my mouth when I opened it. Renly must have taken that as a sign to do it again because he left another mark on my pectoral. His tongue pressed softly against the two marks, one at a time. Before I really knew what was going on Renly's hand where on my hips bones and sliding underneath them to hold my behind.

I woke from my trance full of his lips when he fell to his knees, kissing along on the waist band of my shorts. I gasped and spooked away from him quickly, wiping my lips with the back of my hand. That was way too fast for me. I scolded myself for even allowing Renly to let my shirt come off of my shoulders. The room had steamed up from the shower and Renly looked up at me from his place on the ground, confusion sprawled across his features. I opened my mouth to make up an excuse, but I couldn't think of one. Swiftly I pushed the bathroom door open, leaving my shirt behind in my retreat and slammed it behind me.

The air seemed much cleaner out in the main room as I gasped for breath. I stumbled away from the door, holding my hair away from my face. That was much too fast for me when Renly and I had only just kissed yesterday. It didn't matter that we had known each other for three years, that was way too fast. I collapsed onto the couch, hoping the ache between my legs would leave. Everything about Renly made me want to let him do whatever he wanted to do. But I wanted to feel out this makeshift relationship before we went too far. Renly clearly did not share my views.

I pulled one of the throw blankets we had left on the couch closer to me, curling up underneath it and listening to the pattering of the rain on the roof. My heartbeat slowed down eventually and the ache went away.

Thou shalt not go too far with thou's gay best friend.

When Renly reappeared about an hour later I had found my laptop and was typing away at an AP English paper. It wasn't going the way I planned, and seemed to keep running astray in a different direction then I had planned it to go. Much like Renly and I. Renly eyed the rain pouring down outside the house and I saved my paper before closing the document and my laptop.

"Good thing we came inside when we did," He said softly before moving around in the kitchen in search of something to eat. He resurfaced from the fridge with sliced chicken, lettuce, cheese and mannoses. It didn't surprise me that Renly knew how I liked my sandwiched and pushed one toward me a few minutes later. I smiled in thanks but waited till he was finished with his (he doesn't like cheese on his) and collapsed next to me to eat it.

"This is more like dinner for us, isn't it?" I asked in-between bites, glancing at my phone to find the time and a few texts from Margaery. I didn't bother to read them, I didn't even want to think about my sister and how I was slowly crushing her chances with Renly between my fingertips. "It's already four o'clock, where did the day go?" I was trying to deter any talk of my retreat from the bathroom earlier but Renly brought it up anyways, as blunt as always.

"I would have been gentle you know," He said, talking with his mouth full like he always did. Manners be damned.

"W-What-"

"I would have used teeth or anything if that was what you were scared off." Renly turned to look at me, not a hint of a smile on his face. It caught up to me what he was talking about. The almost blowjob I had retreated from. "It would have felt really good, trust me," He said and I blushed furiously.

"I'm sure it would have," I managed to force out. Renly was so calm with talking about this kind of stuff, almost like he did it all the time.

"Then why did you leave?" He questioned, scooting closer to me on the couch. He had already inhaled his entire sandwich, while I was only half way done. Renly's hand fell to my thigh underneath the blanket and rubbed gently with his thumb. I tried to move away but Renly had me corner on the edge of the couch.

"I just, uh," I stumbled, at a loss for words. How do you tell your best friend that you are not at all interested in doing those kinds of sexual acts so soon in a relationship? Renly lifted an eyebrow at me, expecting a complete answer to his question. I struggled for an excuse. I didn't want to just come out and tell him that I didn't want to do that kind of stuff; he would think that I didn't want him. I did want Renly, but I wanted to work up to that. Not just start out with it. "You needed to shower," I finally said, blushing furiously. I put the plate with the sandwich down on the end table, turning to Renly and taking the hand he had on the thigh in my own.

"I did but it could have waited. I'm great at them, you would have loved it," Renly protested. I struggled to breath for a moment.

"What do you mean you're great at them?" I questioned suddenly. I was sure Renly had never been with a guy before me. Maybe I was wrong. Renly looked startled for a second at my question.

"Wait, you thought I had never been with a guy before?" Renly's lips snaked into a smile and he laughed a little through his nose.

"Well, yeah," I dropped his hand and looked away from him. No wonder Renly had been so pushy to get things going between us, he had done it all before. Renly lay back on the couch, looking over at me out of the corner of his eyes.

"I sucked my first guy off the summer of sophomore year," Renly sighed like it was a fond memory and I watched him, bewildered. "It was pretty weird," he added with a shrug and sat back up to look at me. I stared at him, looking like a deer in headlights. "What about you?" He asked, looking at the dirt underneath his finger nails. I looked to the side, feeling like anything I said would be awkward. Renly and I never talked about this kind of stuff together; I was completely out of my element.

"Uh, well, I don't have that kind of experience," I mumbled, looking at my shoes. Renly sat up quickly, cocking his head at me.

"You, golden boy Loras Tyrell, hasn't got any experience?" I grimaced at his words. God I was pathetic, eighteen years old with no experience. Renly laughed a little bit before leaning over to kiss my cheek and then the mark he had left behind me ear. I sighed and leaned a little into his touch. "I can give you some," Renly breathed into my ear his hand slipping back to my thigh.

"It's okay," I said hurriedly, slipping away from his grasp and to my feet. "We can do that stuff some other time," I stated, picking up the forgotten half of my sandwich and eating it as I fished around in the fridge for something to drink. Renly shrugged.

"Okay."

I was sure I was the definition of pathetic.

I couldn't sleep that night. Unlike Renly who had basically passed out the second his head hit the pillows beside me. I stared up at the ceiling, Renly's breath stirring the hair on my head. Maybe if I stared long enough my problems would just sort themselves out on their own, and I could just lay here with Renly's heat on my side and sleep peacefully. My thoughts didn't appear to like that and just continued to run rampart inside my skull.

Margaery. Margaery had to know, I had to come out to her properly. And hope that she would not be mad about Renly and me. I was the worst older brother on the planet. Stealing your sister's prom date had to be one of the things high on the list of the worst things an older brother can do. Deep down I think I knew that Margaery, even if she was mad, wouldn't show it. She had always been that way. Acting like something that bothered her didn't bother her at all. Or passive aggressively letting you know that it did.

It was annoying, but the aftermath of telling her I was gay one the least of my problems. More of how exactly to tell your sister that you bat for the wrong team. From what I had heard from Renly and Sansa she already knew, but I had no idea if that was the truth or no. Most likely it was, girls tend to have an uncanny sense for knowing when a guy is gay. It's like they can smell when you appreciate the same thing as they do. And if Margaery did know, that would make things even more awkward. I cringed and rolled over onto my side to press my back against Renly just at the thought of telling her.

Renly himself seemed to be the second problem. Although we hadn't outright discussed it, Renly wanted to show me off to the world as his own. As sweet as that was, I did not want that to happen. At least, I didn't want it to happen yet. I knew that he would not rest until he could go up to anyone in the world, point to me, and tell them that we were dating. Or that we are in a we're-best-friends-but-we-like-to-kiss relationship we seemed to currently have going on.

Speak of the devil; Renly shifted a little bit, his arm tighning around my stomach. I rolled back over to face him as opened his eyes, pressing his lips to my forehead gently.

"Can't sleep?" He asked his voice heavy with sleep.

"No. It seemed to be a recurring problem lately," I said softly. Renly rubbed small circles into my back while his eyelids dropped back down to shut. I sighed, thinking he had fallen back asleep, and moved back to stare up at the ceiling. To my surprise Renly moved again to press his forehead to the side of my head. "Stop worrying about everything, Loras, just enjoy this weekend with me," He whispered. "All that scowling you've been doing lately is going to give you wrinkled." Renly playfully pressed his fingers to my forehead as if he was smoothing out forming wrinkles. A smile flittered across my cheeks.

"You don't think I would look nice with some worry wrinkles?" I asked him. Renly snorted, opening his eyes to look at me.

"You would look nice with anything," He whispered, leaning forward to kiss my lips softly. I let my eyes close, curling closer to him. And when he pulled away I let my head rest close to his, breathing in each other's breath.

"Even sweaty soccer gear?" I mumbled, smiling a little bit. I could tell Renly was grinning even if my eyes were closed.

"In sweaty soccer gear was how I found you when I fell in love with you,"