Okay, so I couldn't update yesterday because I wasn't finished with this chapter but I'm finally done! Hooray for me! So um... This might suck or feel rushed so I apologize for that. ALSO! I found some spelling errors in the previous chapter and I'm SOOOOO sorry ;-; as always, this is for my amazing girlfriend! okay enjoy!

It had been a whole week since the "incident" (as they both called it) and saying that is was awkward between the two was an understatement. Percival tried to stay away from Gwaine as much as possible without making it too obvious. Gwaine, on the other hand, was trying to get closer to Percival without making the other notice it too much.

They continued to sleep in the same bed at night and Percival continued to comfort Gwaine when he had nightmares, but he would instantly pull away when Gwaine would wake up. They kept this up until Gwaine couldn't stand it anymore and decided to find himself some comfort in another man's arms. He didn't remember the guys name, nor did he even remember his face, but he did remember that frown and those eyes that held nothing but complete and utter disgust which were playing on Percival's otherwise handsome features.

Gwaine felt dirtied and worthless, he had never felt like this before. Percival had always shown that he had someone to come home to, someone who would never think of him as a whore, or a slut, just human. Gwaine looked over at the large man who was frowning down at him, disgusted and almost speechless. Almost.

"Go take a shower, you reek of beer, tobacco, and cheap sex" hissed the taller male as he turned on his heel and made his way to the kitchen to prepare breakfast for the two of them. No matter what, Gwaine was his first and only love.

Gwaine visibly flinched at the tone in which his friend spoke, he had never raised his voice to Gwaine, no matter what he did, Percy would always calm his raging nerves with his soothing voice. Alright, he will admit it now, he was falling fast and hard for his childhood friend, and he was terrified.

Gwaine stripped himself of his clothing and set the water to as hot as it could go, the stinging pain was the only way he felt he could cleanse himself of his actions from the previous night. He only remembered bits of the night but remembered an old, disgusting voice whispering in his ear, then a tongue was suddenly in his ear, it grossed the fuck out of Gwaine to just KNOW it was there so he quickly began scrubbing his ears and neck, praying that maybe if he scrubbed hard enough, the night would vanish from existence.

Once he scrubbed his entire body hard enough to break skin, he turned off the scorching water and stepped out, wrapping a towel around his waist and heading towards the kitchen, where the smell of pancakes was drowning his senses. Percival always knew what to make when he was upset.

Percival was sitting at the table, eating silently while he read over a postcard that his parents had sent him.

Dear Percy,

London is great! We wish you could be with us but we'll see you soon enough!

Love, mom and dad

"Always the same thing" he chuckled and crumbled the postcard, throwing it across the room "same words, same promises, yet they aren't here". He quickly finished his breakfast and got up to wash his dishes before he saw Gwaine walking towards the table with his head low, and wearing nothing but a towel. Percival sighed and walked over to his friend who flinched as he got closer.

"I'm not angry, sorry for raising my voice Gwaine" he offered a gentle smile towards his friend and ruffled the long brown locks. "Eat up, you look like shit" he pointed out as he stepped away from Gwaine "but we are going to talk after you finish eating".

Those were the last words that came from Percival before he left the room silently.

Something about his friend's tone made a shiver run down Gwaine's spine but it wasn't one of fear, something much further from that actually, it was pure, unadulterated, passion. He shrugged the thoughts away just as fast as they had come before he took his sweet time eating breakfast, not wanting to talk to the giant just yet.

Percival waited patiently in his room until he saw his friend walk in, still only covered in the towel "get dressed before we talk" he offered as he turned his head, as to not make Gwaine uncomfortable. He knew his words sounded somewhat angry but he was actually worried for the shorter male, he didn't want him to get sick.

Gwaine nodded his head towards the turned figure of his friend as he rid himself of the towel and got dressed into some plain black boxers, some loose fitting black pajama pants, and a loose undershirt (2/3 belong to Percival, take your guess)

Once he was dressed, he sat on the ned next to where Percival was "you wanted to talk?" He asked in a quiet voice, his head hanging low and his fingers played with each other.

"I have a question for you" answered Percival, he waited for some sort of sign that Gwaine was okay with this and when he saw the slight nod coming from his friend he continued, "what are your feelings towards me?"

Gwaine was absolutely stunned. His head shot up and his eyes were wide, normally he would've laughed or answered with "you're my best friend!" But what surprised him now was not the question, but the fact that he didn't know the answer

How did he feel about Percival

"I-"

boom! cliffhanger! So how is it? I really wish I knew if you guys like it... Okay bye!