Don't Touch Me [ryden]

(27) Envy

"Alright, back to Maslow's hierarchy of needs. Can anyone name one?" The teacher's voice rings through Ryan's ears, waking him from yet another one of the recent dazes he's been in. He's been spacing out a lot lately which wasn't good considering they had midterms coming up, but it just happens before he could even notice it happening. His eyes dart to muffled giggles a few steps in front of him and he rolls his eyes. Brendon and Dallon had been on it for the past hour, atleast it feels like it's been an hour. So badly, Ryan wanted to kick Dallon's head or kick their chairs, but he didn't. It seemed like both boys were never going to stop disgusting everyone else.

"Stop" Brendon giggles while he tries to pry Dallon's hands away from his waist. Ryan scoffs at this, it was obvious Brendon wanted it. There was that tone in his voice that said otherwise. Instead of actually stopping, Brendon's laughs just encouraged Dallon even more; and Ryan was definitely not happy.

"Sorry, I can't help it." Dallon whispers to Brendon while he tried to hold his hand. "Dallon oh my god." Brendon says and moves around his chair to straighten up and pretend to pay attention to the class.

"You smell really good." Dallon whispers again and Ryan was a second away from taking his shoe off and throwing it at Dallon's head. It wasn't really a whisper, it was in a hushed voice but Ryan could hear them fine. He was almost sure Dallon was doing that in front of him on purpose.

"Well some people can't keep their hands to themselves" Jon whispers to Ryan, obviously amused by the display in front of them but Ryan just rolls his eyes and clenches his jaw. "What? You're pissed too?" Jon jokes and he gives him a death glare. "Just shut up." He tells him and Jon raises both of his hands in surrender. "Alright, alright."

"Needs don't always mean tangible things, markets don't create needs. They co-exist with human nature. Can anyone name an intangible human need?" The teacher proceeds and scans his eyes across the room pushing the bridge of his glasses up his nose, hoping a few people would participate and speak up in his dull and quiet class. "No one? Not even for 10 points?

Almost immediately a few hands shot up as if those 10 points would make a huge dent in the final grades. Ryan was pretty sure, the teacher was just messing with them to get them to participate. "Affection?" Some girl from the back raises her hands and the teacher nods. "Good." He motions his hands to encourage other answers. "Sex" Spencer says with a smug look while other boys around the room hoots in laughter and there were a few snickers from a few people. "That is not an intangible need Mr. Smith but that is also correct." Spencer smiles proudly at himself while Pete and Tyler gave him light punches in the shoulders. They all give Brendon this look, and of course Ryan noticed how the smaller boy blushed red.

"Humans need sex, whether it may be for reproduction purposes or, for pleasure." The teacher explains and his eyes dart to Brendon and Dallon. "...I'm assuming you kids nowadays aren't exactly foreign to sexual intercourse."

Everyone bursts into a fit of laughter and there were a lot of talking and discussing all of a sudden until Ryan decided to raise his hand as well. "I personally think it's disgusting to use sex only for pleasure, you could get diseases and possibly die because of that right?" Ryan defends to his teacher and Brendon sinks into his chair. Although Ryan's eyes were on the professor's, he could sense the glare Ryan was throwing towards him. Ryan didn't know about Brendon hooking up with Dallon, but Brendon himself did, and he was sabotaging himself with guilt. Dallon links his hands with Brendon's seeing how uncomfortable the boy was, rubbing circles on the back of Brendon's hand with the pad of his thumb.

"Wow" Jon observes Ryan, amused but at the same time just wanted his friend to sit down and let the people be. Jon figured the load of bullshit that would eventually come out of Ryan's mouth. He knew how Ryan felt about sex, yet he's been also observant about how Ryan was acting over Brendon and Dallon's little show.

"That is true, which is you still have to be careful with your partners, do whatever you want but just make sure you're aware of possible consequences, if you are, then knock yourself out." The teacher finishes and someone from the back hollers. "Yeah get it Dallon!" Dallon just laughs at this, there were hoots and encouragements from the rest of the class again. Ryan was shooting daggers from his chair by now. Fucking sex crazed idiots, I hope you all die of STDs, at least I'm gunna live longer, he thought.

"Simmer down now. As much as I like all this energy and the sudden interest, I'm not going to stray to that topic more since this is Philosophy 11 and not Health Class. Moving on..."

"What you're jealous now?" Jon carefully whispers to Ryan, making sure the two guys in front of him won't hear their conversation. However Ryan was way beyond that, he crossed his arms in front of him and opened his mouth, not even bothering to restrain his voice, but still loud enough for just Dallon and Brendon to hear. "I'm not jealous, I'm not a fag."

Brendon froze in his seat, the color draining from his face and Dallon's jaw clenched after hearing that. Dallon adjusted from his chair to face Ryan who was right behind him "Hey." He spat with a hateful voice, something Brendon had never heard before.

"What?" Ryan asks with a bored tone, raising his eyebrows while he did so.

Brendon was still in his chair, but Dallon never let go of Brendon's hand. "You got a problem man?" Dallon completely faces him now while he stood up from his chair, catching the attention of the rest of the class while Pete and Spencer were already rushing from their chairs to hold Dallon in case he was going to do something incredibly reckless. "Dallon please, no." Brendon tries to pull Dallon back to his chair but Dallon's eyes were glued to Ryan's, and he was terrified of how tight his grip was and how the other hand was clenched into a fist.

"No, but I'd like to listen to the teacher for a second without you two sucking each other's faces." Ryan says, voice full of venom and Brendon was on the verge of tears while Dallon was just fuming.

"What's wrong Ryan? Germaphobe's a homophobe too?" Dallon teases him and Ryan stands as well and lunges forward to him but Jon immediately shot up from his seat to hold Ryan back and hold his palm open against Dallon to somehow make them back off of each other. Ryan of course grimaces at Jon's touch. "Hey come on man, we're not trying to do anything here." Jon tries to reason out.

"Yeah? Well how about you tell your buddy that next time he makes bitchy comments a'ight?" Dallon points at Ryan and the whole class was silent at this point.

Jon tried to hold Ryan back again but Ryan just pushes him away. "Dude you're acting really jealous right now." Jon whispers and Ryan rolls his eyes in annoyance and moves his arms sluggishly before gripping his hair at the sides of his head. "God stop saying that I'm not jealous! I don't get jealous!"

"Is there a problem here?" The teacher butts in, but was also secretly scared of what was going on. "Yeah way to go, good job" Tyler mumbles under his breath.

Ryan looks at his teacher then his eyes fall to Brendon's teary ones. Was he crying? Fuck. He looks at the teacher again. "No, no problem." after that he just storms off the hall with Jon going after him and a very confused Brendon left behind.

"You okay babe?" Dallon lifts Brendon's chin with his finger. Babe. Brendon snaps back to consciousness and just feverishly nods. "Yeah I'm fine."