Living In Denial boyxboy

I Can't Feel My Face

Antonio

I looked at the mirror in disgust. My face was battered. First, I fought that little f- I meant Gayvion. Which wasn't all that bad, then the continuous slaps from my little Goldy. Even though I didn't really mind those, his small hands barely hurt anyway. The fight between Kaspin and I though, was absolutely horrible, he's a football player and I'm a football player so obviously it hurt more than a to twinks fighting me. The pain was immense last night, but the bruises have settled in and the pain is barely tolerable.

It reminded me of that obsessive song, people around school always sing.

"I Can't Feel My Face."

I had to go to school this morning though. In case Kaspin told, if he did, I don't want anyone to jump on Goldy.

With his pale skin and sad eyes. I know that Goldy hasn't gotten completely over what happened, I haven't either. But I try my hardest to keep him happy or angry. It's better than being depressed.

I took out a bottle of peroxide and took a deep breath.

I AM A WARRIOR
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"MOMMY!!!!"

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"Hey, Goldy." I said as I walked over to his locker, which he had his head buried in. Tiny, little Chance was standing beside him, looking longingly at Kaspin who's locker was directly in front of Goldy's. Kaspin ignored his desperate looks though, talking to one of our football buddies. Dammit, I have a game tonight, I can't even go over to Goldy's house to mess with him.

Goldy looked up at me his eyes widening before he blushed and then started laughing.

"Did you like the kiss I gave you last night?" He asked, breathing hard after all of his laughing.

"I loved it, but not as my much as I love you." I answered, my mouth pulled up into a small smile. I felt dazed talking to him. Yeah, I know. We've been friends forever, but ever since last week, when I was shown that video and Goldy and I have gotten intimate, sometimes things come out of my mouth and I have a hard time controlling them.

He looked at me surprised for a second,  I smirked.

"Awe." I heard someone whisper and realized it was, tiny, little Chance. He was smiling softly at us and I grabbed the little guy in my arms and squeezed hard.

He let out an adorable squeak and I chuckled.

"Don't worry little guy, you'll get a man soon. By the way, Kaspin looks angry." I told him, just loud enough for Goldy to hear, so he wouldn't get jealous. I put the little guy down and he blushed and smiled at Goldy, who was smiling at him. 

On the way to our classes, I threw my arms around their small shoulders and walked them to their class, well Goldy, because Chance and I had third block together.

"Chance tell me a little about yourself." I said after I got settled in my seat. I watched the little guy squirm and blush.

"Um, my favorite color is black?" He asked rather than told me.

"I said tell me, not ask me, come on." I urged, if I was going to be sitting with the little guy for the rest of the year, I was going to have to get him to trust me and talk to me.

"Um, my favorite game is GTAV, I'm gay, my parents are....dead. Um, I don't know, I'm not really interesting, my brother is way more interesting than me." He told me shyly.

"I didn't ask about him, I asked about you. Well you said you were bullied in your last school?" I asked. Chance tensed and his eyes filled with tears.