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         A sigh passed though his rose lips as he cuddled into his sheets. It's been two week since the teens made it back to civilization. Each of their parents have stopped by and checked on them.

They were escorted to the nearest hospital. Each boy was check thoroughly and cleaned. After, they were asked what had happened on island till they told them the truth.

The police and doctors decided to send them to a Behavioral hospital as they are seen as insane.

Ralph got fresh wraps for his wounds with a nice room.

There wasn't enough room for each teen to have a room to themselves so, they had a roommate. To Ralph's, somewhat dismay, it was Jack.

In the beginning Ralph would separate the room with a cloth that was hung with a wire in the middle of the ceiling Jack would always pull it back.

Then, the ginger tried making small talk to break the tension filling the air around them. Which seemed to work after awhile.

Ralph's eyes fell heavy while Jack talked about their behavior hospital situation, ranting on how ridiculous it is.

"We're fineee, they're just overthinking.."

Ralph jolted awake making the bed creak. His eyes were glued to the ceiling, following every line and crack to distract himself.

The wrinkles from previous nights began slowly fading but every now and then the blonde would have his moments.

Jack quieted sat up looking over to the still teen. Since sharing a room together, he's noticed that Ralph has done this on a number of occasions.

"Ralph..? You alright..?"

The blonde didn't try to respond to the question. How could he say every time he closed his eyes he would see bloodshed and not sound crazy?

The pause created a thick atmosphere around them. A couple of shifts were heard followed by a bed creak.

Ralph lifted up seeing what the ginger was doing. Before he could speak Jack swiftly left the room.

He but his lip sharply as he fidgeted with his fingers. The teens weren't aloud to leave their rooms without permission of a nurse.

Ralph was still weary of him but the past weeks couples have been, different. He seemed like the Jack when they first landed on the island, but more thoughtful?

He was snapped from his thoughts as the teen slipped back in the room quickly. Once the door clicked shut he huffed with relief.

When looking up seeing the Blondie staring at him, he cleared his throat and fixed his hair trying to seem cool.

Ralph perused his lips from laughing at him. Wanker

Jack walked towards Ralph with pride, a hand hid behind his back. The blonde tilted his head wondering what the he had.

"You know.. I got this for myself but now I don't seem to be in the mood for it.. would you fancy it?" Jack brought his arm forward holding a fizzy drink that he stole from a nurse's desk.

Ralph bit his lip sharply trying not to laugh, his cheeks turning pink.

"Now what's so funny! I tried doing something nice!" A pout rested on his lips to add affect.

The blonde rolled his eyes, gesturing with his hand to come over. Sometimes it's hard to stay mad at him..

Jack walked over handingRalph the bottle of fizz before dropping it on the bed. He grabbed his hand with a look of agony while Ralph just looked at the plastic bottle.
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He looked up and in an instinct he grabbed the freckled hand and applied pressure in the palm, rubbing in circles. Jack seemed to bounce with an electric shock by the touch.

"My mom did this to me whenever I got a cramp in my hand." His pink tongue poked out slightly making Jack look away shyly.

His body seem to jerk slightly every now and then with nervousness. Jack just prayed that Ralph wouldn't notice.

His hands felt so soft against his, like a thousand feathers. Breathing seem to get harder for him, making him inhale deeply.

"Is it helping or does it still hurt?"

".. still.. hurts.."

Ralph nodded as he continued to rub his hand.

Jack chewed his bottom lip watching the teen in front of him touching his hand. He couldn't help but get a pleasant feeling all over.

He knows what he's feeling is wrong but even in such little touch, it felt so good.

His eyes drifted towards Ralph's lips. They looked soft, and very kissable. He couldn't help but lick his own by the thought.

Just at the Image pictured in his mind, he leaned in slowly without thinking. Those lips seemed so far away from his reach but in reality, they weren't.

Bringing him back in the moment, he yanked his head back hearing the door open. The two teens turned to see a nurse holding a tray with foods from there cafeteria.

She made a face as if she tasted something sour seeing what Ralph was doing and the redness to Jack's face.

Ralph squinted his eyes seeing how the nurse looked at them, making Jack uneasy on what he or she would say.

"He got a hand cramp and I was helping.. nothing else."

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