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An update! Yay!
Only two chapters left now, but, being the silly spoon I am, I've left myself with the two hardest prompts! So I'll put them at the bottom and ask you lot for help.
Enjoy!
I am the person who is afraid of telling his loving Christian parents he loves another male.
"Kenny, dear, who was that on the phone last night?" Kenny flinched guiltily as his mother started to climb the stairs, her bulk making them creak.
"It wasn't the phone, mum, it was a video call!" he yelled back. And I'm expecting another one any second now, for heaven's sake!
"Oh. Well, who was it, anyway?"
"Tyson!" He noted with satisfaction that the mere mention of technology had halted her climb.
"Oh, lovely. Did you have a nice chat?"
"Yes, mum, thanks!" Go away, he pleaded with her, why pick now to show interest in my friends? The notion came to him that perhaps he had been particularly loud this time; there had been a lot of laughing going on after all. As his mother's heavy footsteps retreated down the stairs, he laughed bitterly. His mum had probably come up to marvel at her son being happy for once.
The deafening sound of the 'phone' ringing blasted into his eardrums and he scrabbled to answer it with a click of the mouse. Wow, he really needed better headphones. Nudging the microphone a little closer to his mouth, he waited impatiently for the camera to load up.
"Ha, I can see you!" A familiar, enthusiastic boy's voice crackled through the headphones. Kenny made a noise of surprise and waved in the direction of his camera.
"No fair, I can't see you!" he complained.
"Now that's a tragedy," the boy retorted, laughing. There was an especially loud crackling noise and mumbling along the lines of, "Work, you stupid piece of plastic!" then, "Any better now?"
Kenny squinted at the screen and grinned as the "Loading" message gave way to a crystal-clear picture of the boy that he spent more of his days talking to now than virtually anyone else in his life.
"Much better. Hi, Tyson."
"Hey, Kenny. Why'd you disappear so suddenly last night?" Tyson was lying on his bed, hair deliciously tousled, a funny expression of curiosity on his square face. He had a couple of new spots, Kenny noticed with slightly malicious glee, sprouting red and white from his jaw line, and was fully dressed. Unusual, Kenny pondered and self-consciously ran a hand down his threadbare pyjamas.
"Mum and Dad came home early," he apologised. Tyson sighed - Kenny tried not to wince at the rush of static that resulted.
"Just a conversation isn't a bad thing, is it?" Tyson pleaded, reaching out of camera view for a moment and producing a pillow which he promptly put under his forearms for extra comfort. Now it was Kenny's turn to sigh - Tyson's expensive equipment meant that he didn't cringe away from painful static.
"No, but ..." He trailed off, waving his arms around aimlessly.
"But better safe than sorry," Tyson finished for him. He scowled and slumped forwards so that his chin was resting on the pillow and only just still in view. "It's so stupid! Just a conversation!"
"I know." Kenny slid down in his seat and stared miserably at Tyson. Tyson returned the unhappy look for a few seconds, then raised both eyebrows and proclaimed,
"Subject change necessary!"
Kenny laughed out loud.
"Ok, how's this - why're you still dressed at nearly midnight?"
"Oh, you want me to change?" With mischief written all over his face, Tyson moved back up onto his elbows and undid two, three buttons on his shirt in quick succession. Kenny made an incoherent noise and filled the camera view with his head, blocking it from any prying eyes even as an arrow of heat passed through his lower regions.
"No!" he blurted out, swallowing a sudden excess of saliva. Tyson rolled his eyes.
"Yeah, right," he muttered with more than a hint of frustration. He made no effort to redo the buttons. "Suppose it wouldn't be too good a thing for God-fearing mummy-and-daddykins to walk in on, hey?"
"No," Kenny repeated, his face bright red as he looked anywhere but at that tiny patch of bare skin. "It really, really wouldn't." There was a beat of not entirely comfortable silence.
"Are you ever going to tell them?" Tyson asked with a groan.
"It's ok for you!" Kenny retorted hotly. "Your brother and your uncle are gay, your dad'd be more surprised if you weren't!" Tyson blew a raspberry.
"Think he'd quite like a grandchild, to be honest, but," he shrugged ruefully, "what can you do?"
"Nothing."
"That sounded bitter." Tyson knocked gently on his microphone and Kenny twitched as static chewed at his ears. "It'll be ok, Kenny."
"Mm."
"Really. I'll make it ok."
"How? By brainwashing the vicar so that he preaches the evils of heterosexuality?"
"Sounds like a plan!" Tyson said through splutters of laughter. "Seriously, though. You don't think they'd be really angry, do you?"
"I don't know. I can't ... imagine how they wouldn't be. It's too scary to even think about." Kenny shook his head firmly.
"Ok. Point taken, for now." Tyson's gaze went to somewhere to the left of the camera. "Anyway. It's getting late. See you in school!"
"See you." He blew Tyson a kiss; the bigger boy 'caught' it and patted where he estimated his heart was.
"Scaredy-cat," he said fondly. "Love ya, Kenny."
"And you," Kenny replied, ever-cautious of the unseen parent eavesdropper. Tyson sighed again and a hint of frustration returned to his face and voice.
"One day, I'll hear that replied to properly." The camera went blank and Kenny took the headphones off with a sinking feeling. Oh, he hated it when they ended on a sour note. Could he really blame him, though?
If only he was less of a coward.
I hope you found this as sweet as I did! XD TysonKenny's such an ignored ship!
Right, here are the remaining two prompts;
I am the man who died when the paramedics stopped treating me as soon as they realized I was transsexual.
I am the prostitute working the streets because nobody will hire a transsexual woman.
Both are making me very confused, so any ideas at all would be appreciated!
Opinions or advice?
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