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NoochZahHutt

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Mat was lonely. He lived on his own after his parents kicked him out. The reasons were his sexuality and because he was old enough to live on his own. Mat lived in a small, crowned apartment where he would play this game called Minecraft and record.

He did have many subscribers but he didn't care. All he wanted was someone to love him. Not as a fan or a friend but he wanted a boyfriend. Of course in collage there were teachers who over loaded you with homework and projects.

And then there was a man named Brandon in which Mat had fallen for. He had fallen head over heels for the man. His voice made him melt and he was a gamer just like Mat him self.

It was just after class and around lunch so Mat had decided to ask Mitch out to lunch.

Now Mat was walking out of the building in a rush. His apartment was around five minuets away and they would be eating for around thirty minutes. So in Mat's haste he ran into (Quite literally) Brandon Hutt. The momentum sent the two toppling over, Mat landing on top of Brandon. Books and papers scattering all over the tiled floor speckled with red and blue marks.

Mat stared into Brandon's shocked face. His eyes were even more magnificent up close. Mat could feel Brandon's heart beat as well.

On Brandon's end of things all he saw was a blur before he was knocked into the ground. He was greeted with the face of Mat who he had been hopelessly crushing on since he started going to this college. His eyes were one of a kind. One a Hazel and the other a dark blue. He had a red scarf around his neck which went well with his grey sweat shirt. Lastly Mat's skinny jeans seemed a bit baggy on him. To be fair Mat was a stick.

Brandon him self felt like he was fat and useless. Though he hadn't always been the most confident person. Brandon had lost him self in Mat's eyes.

Mat quickly snapped out of the situation and had stood up helping Brandon pick up his stuff and then helping him up as well. "I-I so sorry." Mat apologized. "I should have been more careful." Brandon laughed. "I'm heading out to lunch with Mitch. You seem like a cool dude. Do you wanna come?" Mat asked. "Sure! Was just gonna sit in my dorm with Jerome anyway." Brandon laughed.

"Wait. Mitch talks about Jerome all the time." Mat laughs. "And Jerome talks about Mitch." Brandon smiled. "I want to meet said Mitch. Just to make sure he knows where the line is." Brandon sighs. "And I wanna meet Jerome." Mat playfully punches Brandon's shoulder.

Later Mat meets Brandon at the from of the school. The sun shining over head in the cerulean sky. The white clouds for shapes and looked like tiny morph able balls of cotton. Students milled around in groups chatting between each other. Their shoes on the bricks or concrete sidewalk.

One scene in particular was concerning to Mat as a group of boys were picking on a small Indian boy. Vikk Mat believed his name was. "Hey!" Mat called out. The group turned around for a moment. The one Mat could only assume to be the leader sneered and two of the group members came charging towards Mat.

One kicked Mat's while the other sent a fist flying into his face. "What did I ever do to you. What did he ever do to you?" Mat growled. Mat refused to fight back physically. The two teens continued to beat Mat to the ground. Mat was maki g sure they couldn't hit his face because he didn't need to walk into a restarting with bruises all over him self.

Brandon didn't want to fight with the group of twenty year olds but seeing as they had no intent on stopping Brandon ran up and punched one of them sanding the stumbling backwards. Brandon kicked the other guy's stomach and for that moment he let his guard down Mat got up and ran towards the big they assumed was Vikk.

Mat pushed his way in between and began to shield Vikk from the hits as the younger curled into his chest. Mat was in a ton of pain how ever he refused to cry. Vikk on the other hand was sobbing into his chest. Brandon had made his way over with a Professor and had them resolve the conflict. The guys wound up getting in huge trouble how ever Mat and Brandon were not aloud to know the punishment.

Vikk was still attached to Mat's hip and refused to go anywhere with out him until Mat bumped into a male much taller than him self. His hair was styled in a quif and his eyes where light blue. "Oh my god. Vikk what happened to you!" He shouted his accent clearly Australian. "I-I... They saved me Lachy. They saved me." Vikk whimpered.

'Lachy' turned to look at the two. Lachlan examining Mat seeing Mat's face now had quite a few bruises and Brandon had to help him stand. "Thank You so much for helping Vikk over here. Are you two okay? The name is Lachlan by the way." He smiled. "Yeah. Glad to help!" Mat smiled. Lachlan grinned and walked off with Vikk who clung onto him like a life line.

Suddenly the adrenaline in Mat's body stopped flowing and Mat was hit with a wall of pain. "Ow." He groaned. Brandon helped Mat walk to the place Mat was meeting Mitch at.

"It's about t- HOLY MAT WHAT HAPPENED TO YOUR FACE!" Mitch shouted, all faces turned towards Mat. Mat explained the story Mitch listening intently. When Mat finished all Mitch had was a look of shock on his face. Then his eyes were directed over to Brandon. "Listen. Break this goof balls heart and I'll break your face." Mitch hissed. Brandon nodded. "Same goes for you and Jerome." Brandon smirked.

The day went on, Mat and Brandon being exempt from all other classes that day. Brandon had been brought over to Mat's apartment and they say on the couch and began to play games such as Modern Warfare 3 m, Bo3, COD and more. (Idk I just named the first games that came to mind)

They laughed and formed a stronger bond in that day than Mat had with Mitch or than Brandon had with Jerome.

Later that night Mitch and Jerome had devised a plan to get NoochZahHutt together. They had combined both of their gamer tags to come up with a 'ship name'.

They both knew they liked each other but knew they were not going to admit it to watch other anytime.

So Mitch decided to take over Brandon's bed in that apartment. Jerome sent over a picture saying "Looks like you have to stay with Mat. Brandon won't get his ass off the bed."

Brandon chuckled and said "Mat invited me to stay for the night. Thanks anyway." And hit send.

Mat brought Brandon into his room. There was only his bed and a blow up mattress. Mat offered to take the blow up mattress but Brandon refused to sleep in the bed. So Mat took the bed and Brandon took the mattress.

Mat turned off the lamp and the room was plunged into a pitch black darkness. Mat stumbled into his bed, successfully stepping on Brandon's hand along the way. "Ow." Brandon whined. Mat could hear him pouting.

"Well next time move your hand." Mat joked. "Yeah like I could have seen your foot." Brandon said in a annoyed tone. "Same for your hand." Mat fired back.

"What ever just go to bed." Brandon replied slightly frustrated. Mat hell back a laugh. Damn he was so cute when he was angry. Mat thought to him self.

Mat woke up the next morning, stretching his body. He regretted that choice as pain shot through his body because of the fight yesterday. He yelped, waking up a sleeping Brandon. "You okay?" Brandon asked.

Mat blushed and replied with a "yes." His morning voice is hot. Mat thought to him self.

Brandon went to sit next to Mat. Mat crawled into Brandon's lap and wrapped his arms around him. Brandon was at first shocked but then hugged back. Mat decided now was the best time to kiss him. He leaned forward and put his lips on Brandon's.

Brandon was taken a back by this gesture but soon realized what was going on and kissed back. At that moment Mat was truly happy and felt like that empty part of him had been filled. This was all Mat had ever wanted.

I'm not dead! And thanks for 5k reads. Anyway. My MOUTH FUDGING HURTS. Bye.