Soft - BoyxBoy

Chapter Seventeen

Skott - Amelia

Evan curses and looks at Brock worriedly. "This isn't working." He hisses, and Brock shakes his head. "Shut up and stop the fucking bleeding."

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Tyler wakes up slowly, to someone shaking him. "Tyler!" Craig smiles, standing up. "We best get going! Those locks won't pick themselves!" Craig grins, and Tyler sits up slowly. "You suck a picking locks." Tyler states, blinking as Craig straddles him. "That's why you're doing it for us." Craig smirks at Tyler through his eyelashes, running his hands over Tyler's chest. "C-Craig? What the hell are you doing?" Tyler asks, and Craig giggles. "C'mon! Before your father catches us!" Craig smirks slyly, rising from his seat on Tyler's lap and leaving the colorful room Tyler remembers from his childhood. Tyler shakes his head but quickly follows, suddenly finding himself standing in front of a warehouse.

The walls are falling apart and the roof is caving in, gravel surrounding the abandoned building. It all seems somewhat fimillair, but Tyler just can't put his finger on it. "What's going on?" Tyler asks, and Craig laughs before leaning on the wall. "Pick the lock, Mr. Magic-Hands. Then we'll talk." Craig winks, and Tyler finds himself blushing for no reason. Tyler crouches and Craig hands him two bobby pins, so Tyler gets to picking the large padlock. "I have everything ready. We'll be ready to leave in the morning. But tonight will be our last calm night so I want it to be special." Craig smiles, and Tyler ignores the confusion clouding his thoughts. Tyler rises as the lock clicks open, and Craig is quick to pull it from the chains and stride into the breaking building.

"This way!~" Craig giggles, climbing a ladder onto a loft of the old warehouse. Tyler follows after closing the door, finding a suitcase sitting next to a matress and two backpacks. "What's going on?" Tyler asks, and Craig walks over to stand in front of the taller man. "We're running away, remember? You and me, on the road. Allllllll alone~" Craig smirks, dragging his fingertip across Tyler's chest. "But the gang!" Tyler says, and Craig cocks his head to the side. "Gang? Tyler, you must be half asleep!" Craig laughs, going on his tippy toes to kiss Tyler. "I know how to wake you up~" Craig purrs, leading Tyler towards the matress and waiting for the taller to sit down. Craig quickly straddles him, gripping Tyler's shoulders and kissing him softly.

"We'll have our fun tonight.." Craig begins, dragging his lips against Tyler's neck. "In the morning we'll grab the bags and hide out in the bushes for a few hours, maybe the day.." He continues, pressing a kiss to Tyler's neck and smirking as Tyler stiffens. "Then, we'll go north for a week or two.." Craig hums happily as he sucks on Tyler's neck, eliciting a gasp from the taller. "And I'll get a job at some supermarket, and you'll work on cars, just like we planned..." Craig giggles, nipping on the hickey he's created.

"What the hell are you doing?" Tyler asks, and Craig presses a long kiss against Tyler's neck, sucking on his skin. "Something you like~" Craig purrs, biting Tyler's neck and smirking as the man groans lowly. "I'm still confused." Tyler admits, rubbing his hands up and down Craig's back. "Should I stop?" Craig smirks, cupping Tyler's face and kissing his jawline. "No, no. You don't have to do that." Tyler responds too quickly, and Craig giggles before kissing Tyler again. Tyler kisses back roughly, moving his lips down Craig's neck and biting down.

Craig gasps and pulls Tyler closer still, shutting his eyes tightly. "Watch.. out.." He warns, and Tyler looks at him funny. "Behind.. me.." Craig mutters, slumping against Tyler's chest as Tyler looks up. Tyler's eyes widen and a growl escapes him at he sees his father, smirking, holding a smoking gun.

Tyler wakes up suddenly, springing from his seat and sucking in lungfuls of air. Tyler rubs his forehead, and confusion slowly fades away. That warehouse is where he went when he first ranaway. He had a backpack and a suitcase, hiding in bushes for the first day before hitchhiking up here and joining the gang when he was fired from his job at a car shop. But why did he dream it again, with Craig? Why where they doing that? And why the fuck did his father catch them?

Tyler is pulled from his thoughts as someone knocks on the door, and he properly sits up. "Come in." He says calmly, hoping maybe it's news, or is, Craig. "Dinner." Delirious says quietly, handing Tyler a bowl of macaroni and cheese. "Wh.. where's Craig?" Tyler asks, and Delirious sighs. "I don't know. Evan and Brock are still in there with him." Delirious sighs before resting a glass full of milk on the desk near Tyler's bed. "Eat. He'll be fine, Tyler." Delirious pushes up his mask to show a sympathetic smile before promptly leaving.