I Fell For His Brother?! [BoyxBoy]

MissCris: HE'S BACK!

Pic: David Gallagher as Jeremiah Lakes

~Stephan's POV~

I can't stop looking at the clock. Noah's been gone for about half an hour and I'm really worried. What if his parents did something? What if he's in trouble? The computer screen in front of me is like a blur of colors as I try to pay attention to what I'm doing. I need to find an apartment for Noah and Justin pronto or their parents will take Justin away. I can't let that happen because a) it would crush Isaac, b) it would destroy Justin but most importantly because it'll cause Noah so much pain.

But I can't concentrate. I run my hand through my hair as I look up and glance at the clock again, thirty seconds have gone by.

"Damn it!" I mutter under my breath.

Isaac walks into the kitchen where I'm sitting at and looks at me confused, "What's wrong with you?"

"He's not back, he's taking too long." I say gruffly.

"It's been less than an hour," Isaac says as he walks over to the fridge and pulls out a bottle of water, "give him some time."

I drop my head into my hands, resting my elbows on the island counter top. How can I live fearing every minute that something will happen to Noah? Not that situations like this happen all that often but with his parents and everything that happened to Justin, how can I let him live alone with his little brothers?

"What are you looking up?" Isaac asks after a minute of silence as he walks to stand next to my stool.

I lift my head up and stare at the screen, really seeing it for the first time since I sat down, "Apartments for Noah and Justin."

"This is ridiculous," Isaac complains, "why do we have to sacrifice our happiness for those people, obviously I didn't rape my boyfriend."

"Dude, one, don't want to hear about your sex life and, two, the law won't care whether he's your boyfriend or not, either way it's illegal. At least it's only for a couple of weeks."

He nods, "I know, it still sucks." I smile sympathetically, "Hey, what's going to happen to the apartment after Justin turns eighteen?"

I shrug, "If you want you can move in there with him."

He pulls a stool towards him and sits down before looking at me seriously, "No."

"No?"

"No. You are moving in and Justin's moving out. He's more comfortable here with me than Noah is. So, you're moving in with your boyfriend, deal?"

"What are you talking about?" I ask honestly confused.

Isaac stares at me like I'm stupid, "You and Noah, the apartment obviously has to go to you two."

"Why? Just go live with Justin."

My little brother's eyes narrow, "Stephan, why don't you want to live with Noah?"

"It's not that I don't want to live with him but, I mean, we're not even official." I counter.

Shaking his head Isaac says, "We both know that's gonna change, what's going on Stephan?"

"Nothing." I feel like the lie leaves a bitter taste in my mouth. I can't live with Noah, can't sleep in the same room as him much less the same bed. I can't sleep with anyone, not when I am like I am. I don't want to hurt him, I don't want him to see me like that.

"Are you not planning on getting together with him, because you know that would crush him." Isaac puts in.

I shake my head, "It's not that."

"Ok, then come to prom. Tell him there that you love him, maybe it'll make him break up with Kyle faster."

"What? No! I'm not going to you're prom, I already told him I can't be there when he goes with Kyle." I respond.

Isaac scoffs, "Yeah, right! What's the real reason you don't want to go Stephan? You love him right?" I nod, "Then prove it to him, do you know how sad he was when you told him no? Why don't you pull a Brian Kinney?"

"A who?" I ask confused.

"Brian Kinney from the show Queer as Folk. He crashed Justin's prom, danced a ridiculously romantic song with him and then kissed him in front of the whole school."

"Because I'm not a fictional character and those things never work in real life." I protest.

"Sure they do," Isaac reassures me, "You just have to-" he's cut off by the phone ringing and the doorbell going off.

I look at him confused, "Good sign or bad sign?"

Isaac shakes his head, "I have no idea, I'll get the phone."

"Yes, leave the cripple to get the door." I mutter under my breath and see Isaac stick his tongue out st me. I sigh, little brothers. As I grab my crutches and head to the door I hear Isaac on the phone.