Fighting This =LGBT= Sample

13 The Near Escape

Stefan shut the door and locked it and then scrambled to his bag on the bed and threw on clothes as fast as he could. He was in the middle of shucking into his pants when there was a subtle knock at the door.

"Agh!" Stefan pitched to the side and fell to the floor still trying to pull his pants on. "Uff." He was going to be sore in the morning. He decided to try to ignore whoever it was at the door and wriggle his body a little so that he could pull his pants up over his hard member. Hissing at the friction that caused he took a steadying breath and then heard the knocking again.

"Shit." He whispered as he got ungracefully to his feet only in a pair of unbuttoned skinny jeans. "Uh... no ones here?" he called out running his fingers through his hair as he spun around to grab a shirt out of his bag.

"Really Kid?" Ace's voice called out through the door with a chuckle.

Stefan glared at the door and threw one of his shoes at it. "Go away!" Stefan growled as the shoe made a thunk sound against the heavy wood. "This is your fault you giant pain in the ass!" Stefan pulled on the shirt not even caring that it was a flannel button up.

"I'm sorry Mighty Mouse. I didn't mean for you to show your ass." Ace's voice sounded like he was trying to cover up a few chuckles.

Stefan ended up chucking another shoe at the door. "Shut up and go away!" Stefan was leaving. Screw this trip and Ace and ... and screw Dane and his stupidly hot body and amazing eyes. Stefan groaned and felt tears well up in his eyes.

He'd completely embarrassed himself in front of Dane. The look on his face... He shouldn't care. He shouldn't give a rats ass what Dane thinks... So why was he suddenly sniffling?

"K-kid?" Ace called through the door his voice suddenly going softer. "I'm sorry man... I don't know my own strength sometimes."

"Yeah whatever man." Stefan zipped up his bag and grabbed it and had to find the shoes he had thrown at the door. He put them on and stumbled a bit but righted himself before he could trip. Throwing the door open he tried to go out the door but Ace took up pretty much the whole door way. "Move. I'm out of here."

"Stefan I'm sorry. Don't leave cause I am a gigantic ass." Ace sounded sorry and his face pinched in a worried frown.

Stefan ignored him and slipped between him and the door and started down the hall. The other fighters were in the kitchen now making a bunch of noise. "I'm getting out of here before I end up getting beat up."

Stefan was power walking his ass out of this damn penthouse. He tried to slam the door behind him but Ace caught it and just followed him out. "Stefan , come on man, don't leave. You're still drunk. Where are you going to go? And what the hell do you mean get beat up? Dane wouldn't beat you up! It was an accident."

Groaning he stomped to the elevator and jabbed at the button over and over. "You don't know Ace! You don't know shit! You don't know how guys react when they think I'm some predatory gay guy hitting on them or some shit!" Stefan felt tears pricking at his eyes again and he kept his back to Ace. The thought of Dane shoving him away and rejecting him or calling him names... that fucking tore at him in ways that he thought he had gotten over years ago.

"I am not the kind of guy to throw myself at a straight guy. Even if they are sexy! I don't try to turn guys! I'm cool with everyone you know!" Why was he practically yelling as he jabbed at the button some more. "But noooo, I had to get thrown on top of him naked." Stefan leaned forward and rested his forehead on the cool surface of the wall as he started to punch the button with his fist. "I mean, I didn't mean for it to happen!" He hissed in a ragged whisper.