𝘋𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘦? ⇢𝘉𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦

༞questions then home༞

~Vance's POV~
I'm laying in that same bed with Bruce and he's asleep on my arm.
I still can't believe he does love me, like not like just love.
As I'm zoning out I feel a hand grab mine so I look down "oh hey Bruce" I say smiling at the slightly awake bruce
"Mmm hey" he mumbles wiping off his face
I rub my thumb on his hand as he looks up at me and stretch's his arms out
"Sorry I passed out" he mumbles
"Your fine it's like- 4 anyways"
"Already?"
"Yep"
He just groans and lays back again
"Well I've got a practice tomorrow"
"And I've gotta go home" I say as he looks at me
"I know but why?"
"Bruce- you already know why" I say and he sighs
"Yea I know I know"

(At around 8)

~third person~
The two boys once again just laid together and talked, at one point they did get into a make out session but Bruce's mom walked in so that abruptly ruined the mood.
After that they just watched movies until Bruce's dad walked in and made vance leave, he did it surprisingly nicely which surprised bruce.
Once Vance left bruce just felt bored but Vance did leave bruce his sweatshirt so that was nice, Bruce wore it all night and pretended that he was next to vance the whole time.

~Vance's POV~
I'm sitting in a car with Bruce's dad who's silent
"So um-"
"Don't talk, I already have to deal with my son being-" he stops and looks at me
"With you, but whatever" he says before sighting
I look around and click my tounge
"I uh I work out? If that makes me any better"
I look over and see him sighing
"It doesn't help knowing my sons dating some boy" he says gripping onto the steering wheel
"Well, you put me in jail and I got out too see him" I say
He sighs again
"Your right but that doesn't mean I like you yet, you've gotta just be like a girl to him because he's supposed to be with a women."
I stare down at my tapping feet
"Nobody knows right"
"Yea, just us" I say
"Good."
I intertwine my hands as he slows the car down at a stop.
"What do you want"
"What?"
"What do you want" he says pointing to the walk in gas station
"Um any kind of pop I don't give a shit"
He gets out and slams the door
"Jeez he's angry" I mumble
As I'm waiting I look out the window and sigh again
"Why do I gotta go back to my damn dads today-"
Then the door opens and I'm tossed a water
"I said-"
"You got somethin."
"Oook" I say opening it
Asshole
"So why did you want me in jail?" I say after taking a sip of the water
He looks over at me
"Your 'with' my perfect son and had to mess him up-"
"You realize he told me he fell first"
That's a lie but who is he to know it is
"Couldn't of! He's my son-"
"And he's with me" I say crossing my arms as he stares at me
He sighs as he puts his head down
"Why, just why did he have to be?"
Dude, this is sad.
"Because?" I say
"Because he raised him to hate your kind of people"
I stare at him
"The hell do you mean by my kind of people?"
"The gays damnit"
"Could of told me that instead of just trying to secretly insult me Jesus you guys are such wussy's" I say sitting down and kicking my heels up onto his dash

Then the cars starts to move while it's silent
"I'm sorry"
I look over
"What?"
"I said I'm sorry-"
"The hell you saying sorry to me? You fucking slapped Bruce because you saw us together awhile ago" I say
He nods
"Yea yea I know-"
"Nah nah that's not just something my ass ignores"
I slide closer to him and take my small pocket knife out and press it to his arm.
Yea this is a bit overboard for in a car but no way in hell is he getting away with this shit
"When You get back to that hotel, your gonna tell BRUCE sorry and I want him to call me and tell me you did." I say pushing it into his covered arm
He glares at me
"And what would you do? Kill me?-"
"Yes."
I keep a tight grasp on my knife as he's still looking forward
"Doubt you would do it"
"I killed the damn grabber and your hitting the person I love? Yea try me on that." I say taking it off and tucking it back into my pocket
He looks at me before sighing
"Still doubt it."
I glare at him