The Love of a MSFT for a Misfit© (BoyxBoy)

Nobody's Buisness

After looking at the scratches on Prince's knees, I decided to act like Dr. Oz and bandage them. I found the first aid kit then went to his room. As usual, he was on his phone.

"Doctor Smith is in the building." I said opening an alchol wipe.

"Nooooo!!! Those burn!" He said swating my hands away.

"Jacob, sit still. This one doesn't burn. The other one does."

"I'm not a baby. I can handle it." He said deepening his voice.

"Yeah, okay." I said cleaning off the cuts and bruises. "How the hell did you do all this?" He just shrugged. I pulled out the "boo-boo" spray and shook the can. I watched as his face scrunched up from the pain. It took a lot for me not to laugh my ass off. I put band-aids on them and kissed his kneecaps.

( A/N See what I did there? No?)

"Ew. You're so weird." He said bending his knees.

"Aye, I got you something." I said standing up.

"Oh! Is it a bracelet?" He said with his eyes lighting up.

"No...." I said raising an eyebrow. I started to salsa out the room excited for him to see my "gift". I scurried to my room and took out the bag in which the gift was in. I threw it on his lap and waited for his reaction. He took the shirt out the bag and his smile faded.

"A MSFTs tee? I can't wear this!" He said.

"Why not? I'll wear one of your skull looking shirts." I protested.

"Okay, I'll wear yours if you wear mines. So neither of our reputations are ruined." I told him.

"Okay. I have a whole bunch that the fans sent me."

"And so do I....kinda..." I smiled.

"Jadennnnnnn!! Princeeeeee!" Someone called from downstairs.

"Yes?" We called in unison. They didn't respond, so ultimately it means we have to go downstairs. Kiesha was sitting on the couch with Prod. I got really pissed off. Why is Prod doing this?

"Sit." She said gesturing for us to sit next to Prod. I got the pleasure of sitting next to him. He looked as pissed off as we were.

"Roc and Ray tell me there's something going on between the three of you. Now Jacob, I know you and Craig have had some issues in the past but why is Jaden involved?" Kiesha asked all of us.

"Kiesh, all of us have to tell you something." Prod admitted.

"What?" She asked worriedly.

"We're gay." Prince said. My heart dropped. I am gay, aren't I?

"Jaden? You...are?" Kiesha asked.

"Um, y-yeah. Yes, I am." I stuttered out. Prince grabbed my hand, I gave him a slight smile.

"Do you're parents even know? Did you just wake up in the morning and say 'Hey, I wanna go out with a dude today.' Like come on guys." She said frustratedly.

"Yes, My mother knows. I've been like this since I can remember. I don't know about anyone else here, but I know who I am." Prince told her.

"So, what's the problem? What's going on here?" She asked.

"We just had a problem in our relationship because of Prod." Prince said.

"Because of me? Don't blame it all on me. How bout your little boyfriend over there?" He retorted pointing at me.

"I was just being friendly. No one barely liked me when I first came, and you were being nice to me. I have no feelings towards you Craig." I lied to them.

"Yeah. Alright Jaden." He said looking in the other direction.

"Are we done here?" Prince asked getting up. Kiesha nodded and I followed behind Prince. I was so pissed I really didn't want to do anything. I left Prince to go to my room and pull out one of the blunts I rolled up before I got here. I found my lighter and went to the backyard. There was a weird looking pool with a whole bunch of lights in them. I sat in a pool chair and lit the blunt. I hope no one catches the smell.

I could feel my eyes burning and my vision started to blur. Here comes my high. I began to make oval shaped puffs into the sky. This is exactly what I needed.

"Babe, what are you doing?" Prince said walking over to me.

"You know what you're doing?" I responded.

"What?"

"Killin' vibes." I said taking another drag.

"I just wanna be around you." He admitted.

"I know what you wanna do." I smirked...