Part 2

"Alright, you can stay here for now. But you can't get caught; that means if you hear anyone or anything coming and you know it's not me, you hide. Got it?" Jaime mumbles stiffly as he sets up a make-shift bed on the floor.

"Thank you. I appreciate it." Link mumbled back as he watched.

"The top drawer is Bart's." Jaime pointed to his dresser.

"He has a drawer?" Link asked before moving to look through it.

"He stays here a lot. Is there a problem?"

"No...I'm just surprised. This isn't normal where I'm from."

"What does that mean?"

"Bart says 'Crash your mode, Hair-man-oh'."

"You tell Bart to say it to my face." Jaime chuckles despite his efforts before shaking his head. "He likes to wear the black sweat pants and one of my shirts." the Hispanic mumbles softly.

"I know...he told me." Link states as he unzips his black slacks.

"Is there a reason you dress like that?" Jaime asks and sits on his bed.

"This is...me." Link shrugs.

"It's not Bart."

"You said it yourself, I'm not Bart Allen."

Jaime now has a clear view of Bart's bare back along with a pair of black boxer briefs.

"I know..."

Link was organized. Something Bart definitely wasn't. So it surprised Jaime when he came back from his shower to find his room clean and tidy.

"What did you do? I was gone for fifteen minutes!"

"Super speed, remember? I got bored." Link stated with a shrug.

"I'm going to bed." Jaime finally said with a chuckle. "I have training tomorrow."

"Oh...um...okay."

"Good night Bar-" Jaime cuts himself off and turns to look at his boyfriend. "Good night Link..."

"Good night Jaime."

Jaime isn't sure what compels him to do it...but he does it anyway.

With three long strides, he reaches Bart and kisses him hungrily before pecking him gently.

"Good night, Angel."

... ...

It's the middle of the night when Jaime's shocked out of slumber by ice cold hands shaking him.

"What? What's wrong?" he growls with a frown as he leans up onto his elbows.

"Jaime." Bart's voice is broken and hoarse. It shocks Jaime fully awake and the older boy pulls the speedster into a tight hug.

"What happened?" he asks gently as the younger boy cries.

"Nightmare."

"Bart-"

"No!"

This is when reality hits Jaime.

It's not Bart who's in his arms...it's Link.

Link is sobbing his eyes out into his shoulder, He's holding Link lovingly...It's Link who's clinging to him the same way Bart always does after a bad dream.

"What it the one about the inhibitor collar?"

Link shakes his head with a sniffle.

"Sex slave?" Jaime guesses again.

"No."

"...the cave?"

"No!"

"What was it then?" Jaime asks in confusion.

"You."

"Me?"

"You were with...you were with Cassie."

"Bart...Link..." Jaime pulls back and looks into the boy's eyes to find tear stained cheeks and glowing green eyes. "Link."

"I have his nightmares; I have his feelings."

"I'd never cheat or leave, Angel. I'm serious. You're stuck with me." Jaime mumbles as he pulls Bart into the space beside him on the bed."

Jaime watches as his speedster's eyes shift...and suddenly it's Bart in his arms.

"Jaime." the whimper is familiar and Jaime knows exactly what to do.

"It's okay. I'm right here." he whispers before crawling over so that he's laying in top of Bart. "I'm right here."

"It...it was so real."

"It's not real; Arsenal would kill me if it were."

"Promise me you're mine forever."

"Forever and ever." Jaime states before pecking the younger boy lovingly.

"You kissed Link earlier." Bart suddenly mumbles with a small frown.

"That kiss was for you, Angel." Jaime chuckles before blushing.

"Good. I love you, Jaime."

"Te amo mas, mi angel."

"English, please?" Bart asks, his eye lids drooping slightly in exhaustion.

"I love you more, Angel."

Bart blushes before hugging Jaime and sighing.

"Good night, Blue."

"Good night."

... ...

When Jaime cracks his eyes open, he jumps and scrambles away when glowing green eyes meet his brown ones.

"Oh my-"

"Shh!" Link gasps before looking towards the door in a panic.

"Are you insane? You scared me half to death!" Jaime hisses.

"I didn't expect you to wake up!"

"Where's Bart?" Jaime demands.

"Still asleep."

"I have training." Jaime sighs and stands up quickly.

"You want to get away from me." Link grumbles.

"That isn't true, I seriously have training."

"When will you be back?"

"I don't know, why?"

"I want to spend the day with you. I want to get to know you."

"What?"

"Please?"

Jaime looks back to find puppy dog eyes begging him.

"I...we...I mean I guess..." Jaime sighs and nods reluctantly. "We can go to the mall later. We'll get you some clothes."

"Seriously?" Link asks happily.

"Yeah, seriously. I'll see you later."

... ...

Link kept Jaime to his promise. As soon as the older male walked into the room, Bart shoved him into the bathroom with a fresh change of clothes.

"Hurry!" he had ordered with a chuckle.

Jaime had driven the redhead to the mall shortly after that.

It wasn't really a secret that Jaime's family wasn't poor. However because of the school he went to, because of the friends he had, and because of his race...his image was molded into the cliché Mexican.

In reality, Jaime's family was very well off. His parents had educations and they had money to spare.

That being said, Jaime didn't have a problem spending some of the money he'd saved up on Link. If Bart trusted the guy...then Jaime decided he should too.

"What is this place?" Link asks when Jaime walks into a store.

"Bart loves this place; he gets his sweaters form here." Jaime states with a frown.

"No." Link deadpans before walking off.

"Hey! Where are you going?" Jaime demands as he rushes to keep up.

"I'm not Bart. That means we have different tastes." Link states, his eyes flashing from one shop to the next.

"So where are we going?"

"I'm not sure. I'll let you know when I find it."

Jaime can only sigh at that.

"What are you looking for?"

"There!" Link all but cheers before he turns and walks into one of the larger stores.

"...no way." Jaime groans when he sees the tittle above the cash register.

Men's Palace.

"Jaime!" Link calls from the back, his voice showing his glee in an obvious manner.

"You've got to be kidding." Jaime mumbles when he sees Link standing beside button ups, vests, blazers, and ties.

"Oh come on, you can't say I don't look good in this." Link motions to the outfit he's wearing; the same one he wore the night before.

"You look nice. But this isn't Bart."

"Jaime...please?"

Link isn't stupid. He knows that Jaime can't resist his boyfriend's puppy dog eyes and so he uses them every chance he gets.

"...okay." Jaime sighs and watches as Link smiles widely.

"Don't worry, I'll get everything form here. It's all 85% off."

And with that said, Jaime spends the next two hours sitting in a dressing room with Link trying on different colored clothes.

"How does this one look?" Link asks for the countless time as he walks out from behind the curtain to reveal a yellow button up underneath a black vest.

"You look like a bell hop." Jaime chuckles.

"Jerk!"

"Here, let me try something." Jaime chuckles and pushes the redhead into the dressing room before following close behind.

"What are you doing?" Link demands when Jaime starts undoing the buttons quickly.

"Relax, I'm just taking this thing off." Jaime mumbles with a small smile.

"What's with the grin?" Link asks when he's shirtless.

"Nothing..." Jaime chuckles and looks through the several button ups Link brought in. "Here, try this." Jaime tosses the Navy Blue button upto his boyfriend with a smile.

"You said no to this one." Link states as he buttons it up.

"I said no because you paired it with a vest." Jaime explains as he rolls up the sleeves of the shirt gently.

"Hm...this actually looks nice." Link mumbles with a grin.

"You don't have to try too hard, Link. Just...chill. Now, because I've shown you that I have good ideas, You're coming with me. Change out of this. We're leaving."

"What? Where are we going?"

"To show some cooler clothes."

And that was that.

Ten minutes later, Jaime's stuck carrying all of Link's bags but...he can't say he isn't having a good time.

"What is this place?" Link asks as Jaime leads him into a darkly lit shop.

"Here, take this into a dressing room. Wait for me." Jaime orders with a grin.

It's an two hours later that Link's tried on several sweaters, T-shirts, and skinny jeans...and surprisingly approved of many of the things he wore.

"See? You don't have to be all dressy to look good." Jaime mumbles around a mouth full of orange chicken.

They're in Jaime's room, sitting on the floor with containers of Chinese food surrounding them.

"You have to chew with your mouth closed to look cute though." Link chuckles when Jaime rolls his eyes. "Jaime?"

"Hm?" The Hispanic looks up to find warm green eyes looking at him lovingly. "Bart." he chuckles and reaches forward to grab the speedster's hand.

"Hey...you did good today." the redhead smiles warmly as he stuffs his face.

"Thanks..."

"I know you don't really approve of him...but Jaime I really appreciate you trying."

"I figured...if you trust him, then so should I." Jaime explains with a shrug.

"It isn't easy for you."

"it's not. I mean Every time time I look at you I have to remind myself that it isn't really you."

"You could treat him like me." Bart suggests before crawling over to sit on his boyfriend's lap.

"Wouldn't that be cheating?" Jaime asks with a small frown.

"...look, he deserves to feel loved. You don't know his story, but I do. He's been through a lot and all he wants is to just be a happy teenager."

"What does that even mean?"

"He wants friends, he wants to have fun. Really all he wants is to be loved. You can give that to him Jaime."

"I can give that to you, Bart. I don't know this guy."

"Get to know him."

"Why are you so set on making him happy?"

"He's a good guy. I know how he feels. I know what it's like to just want to be normal."

"...you want me to give him what he wants? You want me to treat him...as if he were you?"

"Yes...well...yeah." Bart nods slowly with pink cheeks.

"So you want me to...do this?" Jaime asks before reaching up and pecking Bart's lips gently.

"Sure..."

"And this." Jaime wraps his arms around Bart's waist and pulls him close.

" mm-hm."

"And this." Jaime begins to kiss his way down the speedster's jaw.

"Yes."

"How about this?" Jaime whispers before unbuttoning Bart's shirt and starting to suck on the soft flesh on his pale shoulder.

"Maybe."

"You're sure?"

"Just...pretend it's me; I can still feel everything."

"What?" Jaime asks and looks up in shock.

"I can still feel everything Jaime. I cans see, hear...feel everything you do to him. It's okay."

"You're still here. Even when I can't talk to you, you're still here."

"Mm-hm."

"That's amazing!"

"So...will you do it?" Bart asks gently before pecking Jaime gently.

"...I don't know Bart."

"At least get to know him?"

"...I can do that much."

"I love you."

"I love you more."

and with that, glowing green eyes take the place of caring ones.

"Oh..." Link blushes and scrambles to get off of Jaime's lap only to be dragged right back.

"Why do your eyes do that?" Jaime asks before swallowing thickly.

"...I'm not sure. It just happens."

"...You heard our conversation?"

"Yeah..."

"I want to get to know you."

"Because he asked you to."

"No. Because I want to know the guy who's in my boyfriend's body. So talk. Who are you? Where are you from?"

"...Link Carson Uvalle. I was born and raised in Chicago."

"How old are you?"

"...I was born in 1940, and died in 1957."Link mumbles softly.

"You...you were seventeen?" Jaime asks gently.

"Yeah...I was being stupid that night. It was the night of prom."

"Tell me the story?" Jaime asks as he drops onto the floor so that Link is straddling his hips.

"It was my birthday. I turned seventeen that night. This girl said yes to my invitation to the dance and my pop lent me the car to take her. That night...the dance was lame. So, we went back to the car and...things got heated. That night...I turned seventeen, I gave away my first kiss, I gave my virginity, I impregnated a girl, I admitted to myself that there was not way I was straight...and I was murdered."

"Who did it?"

"Captain of the football team. I went to the dance with his girl. He got pissed off. We were getting dressed afterwards when he showed up. He connected the dots and next thing I knew I was being dragged out of the car. I remember...screaming and begging form the girl. Them a bang...and then pain. I remember...watching everyone run away from my body...and the principal running out only to find me dead. I realized that I wasn't alive anymore."

"Did they catch the guy?"

"No...I wasn't known around my city. I wasn't a big shot. So, I was just another name. Just another casualty that was forgotten by the police department."

"So how did you end up here?"

"I don't know. I just remember...feeing cold and then...I was getting warm and when I looked down I was being sucked into this body. Next thing I knew, I was in control and he was screaming as me to get out. I felt guilty...so I ran. I let him explain who he was and I explained who I was. We became friends."

"What did you mean...there's no way you're straight?"

" Back then...if you were gay or bi, you kept to yourself and you forced yourself to be normal. That's what I tried to do...but it didn't work. I knew I wouldn't be able to live a life with a girl and lie to her about love. That night...I admitted to myself that I was gay and I wasn't going to lie to myself about it. "

"So... you were ready to just start over...and then you were shot." Jaime sighs and shakes his head. "Dang..."

"What about you?"

"What about me?"

"You know me...maybe I want to get to know you."

"I don't know you yet! I know your story; not you."

"What do you want to know?"

"What's your favorite color?" Jaime asks and smiles when Link laughs softly.

"Grey."

"That isn't a color!"

"Yes it is!"

"What's your favorite color that isn't black, white, or grey?"

"...red."

"So is mine." Jaime sighs and smiles.

"So...are you stuck at seventeen or are you some creepy old guy?"

"I'm stuck at seventeen. I can't ever age, I can't ever grow up, I'm...stuck."

"Good. It makes things just a little less creepy."

When Link laughs, Jaime smiles in return. Maybe he could do this. This guy seemed nice enough and if it meant Bart would be back sooner...then...it might just have to be done.

FINAL NAME CHOICES:

1) Angel and Logan

2) David and Carlos

The boys will officially be:

FRATERNAL TWINS!