Secrets • Gaurance • COMPLETED

Chapter Four

"Yeah. . ." Laurance shifted uncomfortably as he spoke, "What's up?" The brunette asked.

"Are you guys having a, uh, secret relationship or something?" Travis questioned, voice wavering slightly.

The other two males looked at each other, eyes wide. Laurance gulped, Garroth fidgeting with his fingers slightly under the blanket draped over him. Travis stared at them for a moment, and saw how their demeanor changed completely. That change gave Travis all the answers he needed, but hearing it aloud with be more satisfying. It seemed as if Laurance and Garroth were having a conversation with their eyes. There were furrowed brows, slightly mouthed words, scrunched up noses, and stuff like that. Garroth seemed to lose the conversation, it being obvious when he let out a pained sigh.

"Uh. . ." Garroth started, lips pursing, "W-What's with you and Dante then, huh?"

Oh shit. Travis' eyes widened. He wasn't feeling so satisfied anymore. If anything, his nerves were kicking up and he had chills running up and down his spine. Dante had walked out of the bathroom at this point, stopping dead in his tracks.

"All the weird comments, nicknames and ass grabs," Garroth started

"Hey, sexy." Travis grinned as he walked into the kitchen, walking up behind Dante and grabbing something that very few people got to grab

"the out of the blue winks," he continued

Travis and Dante were sitting across the room from each other, the four boys on the couch watching some trashy reality TV show (in trend of the story, Keeping Up With the Kardashians). The white haired male shot Dante a wink as a devilish grin painted across his face.

"all the blushing and stuttering,"

"Hey, baby!" Travis called out, walking into the room, "Can I borrow a kiss? I promise I'll give it back." He winked.

Dante's eyes widened, a rosy pink spreading across his face, "W-What? Come a-again?"

"and the cuddling that we walk in on whenever you two are home alone!"

Laurance and Garroth were staggering inside, lips connected and setting steamy. Despite the coldness from outside, clothes were getting looser and sliding off shoulders. They opened the door, the two barreling in. Garroth turned to close the door. His eyes widened when he saw Dante's arm wrapped around Travis, the two asleep on the couch. The blonde pulled his lover away from his neck with a nudge and a small push, motioning to the two on the couch.

Garroth and Laurance glanced at each other, wide eyes.

"if anything, you guys are worse at hiding it than we are!" Garroth exclaimed, finishing.

Dante and Travis were speechless. Travis looked over at the blue haired man in the hallway (whose jaw was ajar, about to catch flies), neither of them saying anything. He looked back at Laurance and Garroth.

"I-I guess you have me there." Travis gulped, pursing his lips. He was completely caught off guard.

"And I didn't know you of all people were a bottom," Laurance snickered, "when I saw how you and Dante were laying on the couch? I totally knew."

"Like you have much room to talk," Travis snapped back, becoming his usual self in an instant, "you came out of Garroth's room with a slap mark on your ass the other day, but neither of us said anything!"

Laurance blinked, "So that's how you knew. . ." His voice trailed off.

"Yeah! You guys aren't very discreet either."