I'd Risk My All (Olegie and Sebryan from NSB)

33. if it's any consolation...

Regie felt like it was a literal hell on earth. He didn't have any other escape. His parents were here, same parents that abused him when he was younger, same parents that drove him to his first suicide attempt. He didn't have Oliver to confide in, because he was currently upset with Oliver.

No one else knew about the pain he went through as a child, but Oliver, and technically Ryan, since he was there when he and Oli had that very short argument.

Regie was currently sitting in his room, running his hands through his hair, when he sawOli's legs stand by the door. Hesitantly, Oliver walked up to Regie, and sat in Regie's lap.

Regie let Oliver stay in his lap, but he wasn't fully looking at Oliver, seeing as he was still hurt from their small encounter. Oliver could sense this, and so he cupped Regie's face, looking into his eyes that were now watering, "I'm sorry, Regie. That was completely wrong of me to say to you... " He whispered into Regie's ear, before Regie took the initiative to kiss Oliver with zeal, and intensity.

Pulling away, he wrapped his hands around Oliver's waist, and tightly pulled him into a hug, and freely let the tears fall.

"Please, don't let me go, Oli. I'll be better, I promise." He brokenly whispered.

Oliver tightly grasped Regie's hair, and kissed him again, with the same amount of zeal. The both of them getting lost in the kiss.

Regie reluctantly pulled away, "I have to tell you though... My parents, more so my mom than my dad, but they don't like... People like us." He said looking at Oliver dead in the eyes, hoping that Oliver got the message.

"When you say like us, do you mean in terms of our sexuality?"

Regie nodded.

"Okay so...What do we do?" With clear hesitation in his tone, hoping it wasn't what he was thinking it was.

Regie let out a sharp exhale, knowing the answer would make Oliver upset, "We have to... hide it.. As in we can't show any affection to each other in the house...At all."

He saw Oliver raise his shoulders, tensing up his body, and he unconsciously wrapped his hands Oliver's arms a little tighter, and blurted , "It's only until they're gone! Promise Oli."

"And how long will that be, Regie." Oliver said, again, clearly hesitant about the entire thing, he didn't like how his intuition was warning him to be against this.

"It'll only be for this week, Oliver."

Oliver reluctantly nodded his head, knowing he was going to regret this sooner or later, most likely sooner.

All of the North Star Boys were now gathered in their backyard, to discuss how they were to behave with Regie's parents around, and since Oliver was the leader, and also genuinely knew more about Regie's parents, it was preferred that Oliver initiated the meeting.

"Uhm so," Oliver said clapping his hands together, "So Regie has informed me that his parents aren't exactly...Accepting of the LGBTQIA+ Community, we don't really know why, but we just know they aren't." He paused to clear his throat, "And as much as it pains me to say it, we have to hide ourselves...Again." Oliver finished, hesitantly looking around to see if anyone had anything to say, when he saw that no one had anything to say, he let out a deep exhale rubbing his hands against his own arms to comfort himself.

"And when I say hiding I mean like...No PDA in the house, Justin I need you to be... Less touchy with Darren, and Seb I need you and Ryan to also cut it down from the PDA, and to be safe we shouldn't be sleeping in each other's r-"

Wait hold up, hold up, hold up," Darren jumped in, "How long are we doing this?"

"For a week." Oliver said with a smile that was supposed to be comforting, but it came out looking more so fearful, and worried.

"You're telling me...I can't get dick for a week.. Seven days?" Darren asked, literally somewhat disappointed at that fact.

"What type of shit are you on to be asking us this?" Ryan also jumped in, dumbfounded as to how Oliver wanted them all to hide themselves yet again.

"It's just we need to be careful, we can't-"

"If you're about to spew some bullshit, I'm going to drag you across the concrete." Justin said, looking Oliver in his eyes.

Oliver felt trapped now, maybe he should've been quiet.. No, this was for Regie, Regie had his reasons as to why he asked Oliver to do this.

"You know what? Fuck this. When you come up with a plausible reason, then call us all out here, this might be easy for you Oli, but some of us like this newfound liberation we've found." Ryan disappointedly spat, before walking off, Justin and Sebastian following suit.

The words sunk into Oliver's chest, his breathing feeling as if it was growing more erratic.

Easy...

Easy...

This might be easy for you Oliver...

Finally, Oliver snapped, yelling out loud throwing a chair, breaking one of the chair legs, "You think this shit is easy for me!?"

Everyone turned around, looking at Oliver in shock.

"Regie promised me we'd do this together! He promised me that we'd never hide ourselves, ever!" He said pulling at his hair, walking around before his legs gave out and he fell on the floor,

"This is a lot more harder for me, than it is for you all, so you PLEASE, fucking please just suck it up, and act as if you all aren't a bunch of faggots!? It's one fucking week, goddamnit, A. Fucking. Week!" Oliver stood up, and stormed out of the backyard, not letting the other boys plead their cases.

Once Oliver got into his car, and shut the door, he repeatedly punched the wheel, and banged his head against it a few times, making the car let out a few honks.

He looked up, and let the tears fall from his eyes, he hated how he felt. He felt selfish. It felt wrong, but he was doing this for the person he loved. And even then it was for a week. it wouldn't be that bad.

No, it was going to be bad. He'd heard too many stories, he'd seen too many things. They never worked out the way a person wanted them to, simply because one person wasn't enough in a world full of seven billion people, and possibly more in this vast universe.

Oliver fully broke down in his car, ugly sobs, snot coming out of his nose, uncontrollable tears.

What he didn't know was that Regie was also crying. Not for his own selfish reasons, but because he knew that this was going to hurt Oliver a lot more than what Regie was willing to bargain for.