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He heard sniffling. It almost sounded like someone was crying, and the only person here other than himself was Roach. Ghost blindly searched the bed for him, but only bed sheets met his hands. He sighed and sat up, rubbing at his eyes. His arm hurt like a bitch, but he was more worried about Roach. He looked around the room and saw him curled up on his bed a few feet away. He was definitely crying and it looked like he was shaking.

"Roach? What's wrong?" He asked, turning toward him and wincing as his ribs flared with pain.

Roach flinched at the sound of his voice and turned to him, hurriedly wiping the tears away as he went.

"N-nothing, go back to bed." He said, sniffling and giving him a forced smile.

Ghost glared at him and said, "No. Come here."

Roach shook his head. He sighed and swung his legs to the floor, preparing to stand.

"No! No, I'm c-coming." Roach said quickly.

He very carefully shuffled over to him and sat down beside him. It hurt like mad, but he did it. He really didn't want to tear any of his stitches, especially not the ones in his leg. Pictures of Charlie with a knife in his chest flashed through his mind and his eyes involuntarily filled with tears. He tried to ignore the pictures, but they were branded into his mind and always would be. Ghost saw the horrified look on his face and the tears, but didn't comment. Instead he pushed him to lay down and laid beside him, snuggling into the warmth that he provided and covering them with a blanket.

"What's wrong?" He asked once they got settled.

Roach just shook his head. His back was turned to him so he couldn't see his face. He was still shaking a bit, so Ghost wrapped an arm around his waist and pulled him closer. He was so comfortable that he easily could have fallen asleep right then and there. But he didn't. He was too worried about Roach and what was bothering him. He placed his head on his shoulder and sighed.

"You can talk to me, you know. I won't judge you and I won't laugh. I won't even say anything if you don't want me to. I'll just listen..." He said quietly.

Roach turned to look at him. He really wanted to tell him, but he was scared. He knew Ghost wouldn't judge him, he never had and he probably never would. But still, he never enjoyed even thinking about his past, much less talking about it. But if there was ever a good time to tell him, now would be it. Ghost brushed his bangs out of his face and smiled encouragingly at him. He couldn't help but give a small smile back.

"I ummm... I had a l-little brother... named Ch-Charlie." He started, feeling that if he was going to tell him he should start at the beginning.

Ghost nodded silently and listened.

"I had a good mother, Alyss, and a nice father, J-John."

Ghosts eyes widened when he said 'father' and 'John' in the same sentence, but he figured it couldn't be the John that had captured them. The world was filled with people named John, right? It had to be a different one.

"But when I was eleven Alyss d-died from c-cancer. Then J-John started drinking and got m-mean. He blamed me for her d-death and was always hitting me, but I n-never let him hurt Charlie. I stayed with h-him constantly and protected him from John." He said, tears falling down his cheeks.

Ghost's thoughts were scattered as if they had just been nuked. Suddenly he began to understand so many things about his friend, like the anxiety issues and nightmares.

"B-but one night John really hurt m-me and I left for about 20 minutes to g-get cleaned up."

Ghost got a bit nervous when he said that. He didn't know why, he just did. The words sounded so ominous and... he just got a bad feeling.

"John.. he... he got mad at m-me and took it out on Ch-Charlie." Roach choked out, tears streaming down his face.

Ghost tightened his hold on him and soothingly ran his free hand through his hair. He had a bad feeling that John had killed Charlie...

"G-Ghost... He st-stabbed him! I c-came home and J-John was gone and Charlie was d-d-dead!" He cried, burying his face in his chest.

Ghost pulled him closer and rubbed his back. He felt awful... no one should ever have to deal with something so horrible.

"Shhh, it's okay." He whispered, tears gathering in his own eyes.

"N-n-no it's not. I shouldn't have l-left... I was s...selfish. It's all m-my fault."

"No you weren't. You shouldn't have had to stay with Charlie all the time to protect him. No person should ever have to do that. It's not your fault at all. And John's just a ruthless asshole who deserves to die." He said, his blood boiling with hate for John.

He hated anyone who made Roach cry like this. The younger man was silent for a few moments, other than the sounds of sniffling.

"H-he called the police before he left... everyone thinks I k-killed Charlie and I'm w-wanted all over England." He said shamefully.

"Well you didn't, so don't worry about it."

The room fell silent.

"My father... is the s-same John that captured us..."

Ghost was shocked, but didn't let it show. He didn't want Roach to think he was judging him in any way, so he kept his voice and expression neutral.

"Okay. But... why? Who would ever do that to their son?" He asked.

"He really h-hates me. He says I'm a m-mistake and wasn't meant to be b-born."

"Well you're definitely not. If you weren't here, I wouldn't want to be here either."

Roach looked up at him with teary eyes.

"S-so... you don't hate me...?" He asked fearfully.

Ghost looked down at him with sad eyes.

"No! Of course not! I would never hate you! Why would you think that?" He asked, his heart in his stomach.

"I... I just didn't think you'd l-like me after you found o-out." He stuttered nervously.

"No... I'll always love you."

Roach looked a bit confused.

"You l-love me?" He asked incredulously.

Ghost laughed at him and kissed his forehead.

"Of course I do. We should date." He said wistfully.

Roach glared at him and whacked his arm.

"Is that h-how you ask someone out?!"

"Ummm..."

"Cause you're gonna have to do a lot better than that if you want me to-"

He was interrupted when Ghost closed the space between them and kissed him full on the lips. He didn't react instantly, as the move had surprised him, but he recovered after a few seconds and eagerly kissed him back. He ran his tongue along his upper lip and nibbled on it a bit. Ghost smiled against his lips and opened his mouth more, deepening the kiss. After a few minutes, Ghost pulled back.

"Will you date me?" He asked breathily.

Roach giggled and nodded.

"Was that good enough?" Ghost chuckled.

"Yeah, it'll do."

Ghost raised his eyebrows in disbelief. "It'll do?"

Roach poked his nose and smiled at him.

"Yes honey, it'll do."

A/N: I honestly loved writing this chapter. It was fun. I hope you guys liked it! I'm sorry if I didn't describe the kissing very well... I've never done it, so the only way I have of knowing what it's like is to read stuff, lol. Hehehe, I did promise that this chapter would be more eventful. And it totally was. Please leave me a review! ;)