-1It was the end of the school day and Tyler was at his locker, putting the books he didn't need away. Leaning against the locker next to him was Eric Walker, Spenser's gay guy on campus.

He had walked Tyler to his locker from their History class and now he was trying to chat him up--in a friendly way, even if his stance was completely flirtatious. He couldn't help it if everything did came off in a flirty way, it was just natural for him.

Tyler was responding and chuckling and being the nice guy that he was. He was actually right in the middle of saying something when his arm was grabbed and he was pulled away from his locker and down the hallway, leaving a confused Eric in his wake.

"Pogue! What the hell are you doing?" Tyler asked and sent Eric an apologetic look. Eric just shrugged and closed Tyler's locker for him.

"Pogue! Is there a reason you're dragging me like this?"

"You were letting him flirt with you."

"Who, Eric? What? I was just talking to him, he's just a friend."

"Then why the hell was he so close to you?"

"Because it's hard to hear someone talking in a loud hallway?"

"Tyler, you know Eric's rep, he wasn't just having a nice little talk with you."

"Y'know, this whole possessive thing isn't too cute when you're nearly ripping my arm out."

"I bet you wouldn't be complaining if it was Eric nearly ripping your arm out."

Tyler rolled his eyes and sighed, letting himself be dragged to Pogue's room, where Pogue sat him down on his bed.

"Are you gunna like scold me now?" Tyler joked and leaned back on his arms.

"Yeah, of course, I'm gunna put you in time-out and everything. You're grounded for two weeks, no talking to Eric at all."

Tyler sighed and fell back on the bed, "What's wrong with you?"

"He's Eric, he's… like the gay version of Reid."

"Hey, Reid hooks up with guys too."

"Then go hook him and Eric up so I don't have to worry about him talking to you anymore."

Tyler sighed and stared up at the ceiling. "You don't have to worry about anything. I don't want him," His voice lowered as he met Pogue's eyes shyly, "I want you."

Well, that sort of made any anger, jealousy, just about every negative feeling in Pogue dissolve.

"…sorry, baby boy," He laid down on his stomach next to Tyler.

"You're only apologizing because you wanna get some tonight."

"I'm not that much of a jerk."

"Just shut up and kiss me."