𝑆 𝑇 𝑈 𝐶 𝐾

𝘍𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵

"but i am so deeply lost in my own soul,
how can i expect anyone else to understand me?"

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SILAS WRAPS AN ARM AROUND Robby's shoulder, and pulls the boy into his side, the two sharing a quick kiss before Robby went back to cooking their breakfast. Tory leaving very early that morning.

As the two stood in the kitchen in Silas, they both break the tension. Speaking simultaneously. "Never ever again."

They laugh as they share a look. Silas jumps up onto the counter, motioning for Robby to come towards him, which he does. He pushes Silas's legs open, so he can go between them. "It was a new experience. Enjoyable—."

"But new and I never want to do it again." Silas chuckles, lifting Robby's chin up and bringing him into a deep kiss. "I quit enjoy having you to myself."

"I bet you do." Robby's hands rub up and down Silas's thighs. "I enjoy being the one to know how to actually make you—."

"Shut up." Silas cuts him off, bringing him into another kiss. The two smiling into it.

When they separate, Robby place their foreheads together. "Today's the day."

"Today's the day our father's get karma served to them." Silas practically beams. "This day might actually be better than christmas."

"When we beat them, we should make it a holiday." Robby playfully suggests.

"And this is the reason why we are so in love." Silas sighs dreamily, though a teasing smirk in his features. "You just get me."

Robby lifts him off counter and places him down onto the floor. "I thought the reason we were in love would be more heart warming, but I guess that works."

"Don't ruin the moment, baby." Silas steals a piece of bacon, walking away from Robby before he could protest. "We're gonna kick their asses today. I've never been happier!"

"That's great. Exactly what a boyfriend wants to hear!"

Silas rolls his eyes as he walks into the bathroom. As soon as he enters, he lets out a painful groan. Lifting his shirt, he immediately sees a dark colored bruise running from the side of his rib to the scars that lathered his back. Probably due to the nonstop training he's been doing with Terry.

His wasn't going to be able to fight through this pain. Silas had to make sure nothing was going to stop him from taking his father. That was all he cared about. The revenge. He wanted to show his father just how skilled he truly was and he couldn't do that with a messed up back.

Digging through the medicine cabinet, he finds the little orange pill bottle he had hid away from Robby. Instead of taking two tablets, he decided to up one for now and see how it does and it didn't work, before the match he would take another.

It was the only thing that seemed to help with his pain and maybe he should go to the doctor, maybe they missed something, who knows? But with the medication, he had nothing to worry about and that was all thanks to Terry Silver.