- Larry X Travis - {Smut}

Explanation.

- Larry's POV -

Its already 1:25, what the hell?? Half of class already passed by! I mean sure that was fucking amazing.. Feeling his body was so goddamn relaxing, man I wish I could do that all day long. Anyway—I show the phone to Travis and his eyes widen with either fear or confusion however it seemed to be both. ' ' Shit.. Father will find out. ' ' Travis said, trembling a small bit and covering his mouth. That boy's dad really is a terrible person if he hits his goddamn son if he's late to one class. ' ' Trav, it's alright, he won't hurt you as long as I'm here, that fucker will be on the floor bleeding in pain if he ever lays another finger on you again. ' ' I say as Travis digs his fingers through his hair and he almost pulls it out, I stop him immediately and put both of my hands on the sides of his face before raising his face to look up at me. I look that boy dead in the eye and assure his everything will be alright. He sobs a bit and tears go down his face uncontrollably. ' ' If your father is such a terrible person, why don't you come home with me? I'll protect you, dude. Everything will be fine, my mom will understand. She's the sweetest woman you'll ever meet, I swear. ' ' I smile widely, my teeth showing as I chuckle a bit, which me doing that makes Travis smile too—Very surprisingly. ' ' But he'll still get a phone call about it, he's gonna come after me and he'll hurt you too! He cant know, Larry! ' ' ' ' He won't hurt us, I've seen your dad at that goddamn church and I can beat that little squirt half to death. We can skip the rest of class, I'm the best at doing that. Promise me, you've seen how many times I've gotten yelled at by every single teacher dude, it's pretty embarrassing. ' ' I interrupt Travis and kiss him on the forehead while rolling my eyes and laughing at the end of my sentence. Travis nods and takes a deep breath. ' ' The closet was as clear as glass, huh? ' ' He jokes. ' ' Hell yeah! Every little annoying fuckin Christian who calls everybody he sees a faggot has a bit of gay in them. ' ' I shrug my shoulders. This man has me acting the slightest bit nice. Well, maybe not but yknow.

{ Time Skip at the end of the day }
- Still the Stoner's POV -

I'm waiting outside for Travis, drinking the Monster I totally fucking forgot about. That daydream I had this morning really predicted shit, Heh. I'm sitting next to my car as I see Travis exit the school. He waves and walks towards me. He seems to be holding a notebook a few pages in with the letter L with a heart around it carved in the back of the book and a pencil. I smile and chug the rest of my drink and smash the can with my two bare hands, Trav acts like he hasn't seen a buff dude before from afar. ' ' Damnn! ' ' He scrunches up his face a bit. ' ' Magic, woo. Who would've expected. ' ' I say sarcastically. ' ' Hell is that? ' ' I ask as he finishes a bit of something on one page and I throw the can on the floor. He flinches a small bit before lifting up his head. ' ' Oh— ' ' He hesitated before handing me the book and I flip it over. What I see next is hella unexpected. On one page, the very top left corner is a full body drawing of me, under that is a few drawings of different angles of my head, then a few random doodles of stick figures and small cats. Then a beautiful drawing of me from elbow and up smiling, lots of drawings that are just practicing drawing hands and others poses. One page that stands out to me as I flip through the notebook in amazement is a clearly unfinished drawing of 2 people cuddling, a boy with long hair with a fucking sanity's fall T shirt and sweatpants on is big spooning a boy with messy hair and multiple scars on his body, wearing only shorts.. It's pretty obvious how gay Trav is. ' ' You made all of this?? ' ' I say as I lift up my head. ' ' Shit, dude. When did you ever have an interest in art?! ' ' I laugh and smile, again my teeth showing and the gap in the very front of my teeth being quite visible. I hate that thing, but it just adds onto my character. Travis stands back a bit, gripping onto the strap of his backpack with one of his hands by his sides, in a fist as always. ' ' I never told anybody because I only ever draw.. faggot shit, so yknow. They could get a whiff of my gayness. Especially my father, there was one time where Phillip knew about these drawings and he told my father. That's how he found all of the shit I never wanted him to see, which is that exact notebook. ' ' He explained. Well fuck. I'm happy I'm taking this boy to a more accepting place. I make a disgusted yet worried face. ' ' You can show me anything, Trav, I'm not gonna give you a black eye. ' ' I joked, shrugging and flipping through the pages and stopping at the very same unfinished page with Travis and I cuddling on it. I stare at it and Travis jumps a bit, immediately taking the notebook. ' ' You weren't supposed to see that, faggot! ' ' He closed the notebook shut, yelling the last part. ' ' Awwe, is the Church Boy getting mad? Cmon, stop calling me a faggot when you know damn well you want me to hover over you and pin you against a wall, make you tremble in pleasure and beg me to fuck you, Travy~ ' ' I tease him, running my hands through his hair and looking down at him, our faces incredibly close. Damn I really heated this up. Travis smirked and pecked me on the nose, laughing at me. ' ' Ah, fuck you! ' ' I say jokingly and rub my nose. It was good for him to do that because otherwise people would see us making out in a fucking school parking lot. I back away and sigh, smiling. I start seeing something blue in the corner of my eye. ' ' Hey Larry!! ' ' I heard a voice from afar and shoes brushing roughly against concrete as they ran. I turn my head to see Sal running towards me. Travis wipes away tears from laughing and takes the pencil from his pocket and starts fixing up the drawing. ' ' Sup Sal! Did you save some of that food for me? Or did you eat your ass off? ' ' I joked. ' ' If we don't get to the apartments sooner or later my ass is gonna be set off, and that's a fact. ' '  ' ' Ew, the fuck?? ' ' I laughed and squinted my eyes at Sal. Travis didn't pay any mind to Sal, he just scooted closer to me and kept on drawing. He looked sort of angry he wasn't being acknowledged.. ' ' Ash should be here soon, Todd has some stuff to do in his room before we all meet at your place. ' ' Sally explains. Shit, I forgot! We're all gonna watch a new movie that came out. We always do that, Todd sometimes brings Neil with him but that's sort of rare because the two are always making out in the bathroom and I have to kick them out because I have to piss, Heh. ' ' Fuck, I forgot! Do you think Ash and Todd won't have a problem with Travis being there? ' ' I ask, wrapping my arm around Trav, he smiles a bit and continues staring down at the notebook, drawing. ' ' Why the hell is he gonna be here? ' ' Sal seemed angry while saying that, pointing at him. ' ' I mean I get you were sucking each others dicks in the bathroom, but.. Why can't he just go home?? ' ' He laughed a bit. ' ' Oh. Uh.. Yknow how he uh, has the scars and bruises that appear almost everyday? That black eye? ' ' Sal nodded for me to continue what I was saying. Travis looks up at me for a few seconds before looking back down. ' ' His father did that. He hurt Travis. Abused him, that's why he's been so.. Yknow, rude and calling us faggots. Meanwhile the dude is gay and he doesn't know it. His father works at the church, he's a homophobic Christian that sabotages his son and his wife. ' ' I explain, kissing Travis' head. ' ' Fuck, that was explained a bit too well. Don't pay any mind to me though, you faggots already payed enough attention to me when I punched you. ' ' Travis said with a straight face to Sal. I laugh nervously. ' ' He's probably never gonna let go of the names. ' '  ' ' Hell no, I do what I want! ' ' Travis said, snapping at me. I heard Ash say ' ' Heyy!! ' ' from afar, and she quickly got to us. I waved and her face got a bit more aggravated at she saw Travis. ' ' Why is he here?? I get it, you were sucking faces but why is Travis coming with us? ' ' Ash tilted her head and laughed nervously. ' ' His father abused him, he just.. has a terrible household and I thought—since we basically did what you two annoying fucks described it as—I could let him live with me. ' '   ' ' Explains the scar and the black eye. She shrugged. ' ' I'm assuming Todd won't come, so let's go, FuckStains. ' ' I pulled out my keys from a pocket in my jacket and unlock the car, opening the door as Travis ran to the seat in the front. He quickly opened the door and grinned. ' ' Yes!!— ' ' He hissed in enjoyment. Ash looked bummed out. ' ' I wanted to be in the front, shithead! ' ' Ash growled as she got in the car. ' ' Shut up! ' ' I said jokingly as we drove off to the apartments. Atleast I saved somebody today.

1671 words 😳 this is a pretty shitty but long chapter, not much spice, just talking.