†Spiders and Sinners† [boyxboy]

†Spiders and Sinners† [boyxboy] Ch.7

I looked at him and smirked, thinking of all the questions I could ask him. Two had been on my mind, but I didn't want to rush into them.

"What's your favorite color?" I asked back, sitting down on the bed beside him.

"Asshole, you can't just ask me my own questions. The game is no fun that way." He narrowed his eyes at me and I laughed.

"Fine, tell me what happened to your eye then." I shrugged.

Spider bit down on his lip. He got really quiet for a second, pulling the soft sheets closer.

"..My favorite color is purple. I like silver too."

I nodded, staying quiet as well. I didn't want to upset him. Still, my mind wandered, trying to think of the story behind his bruises.

"Silver is nice..."

Spider rolled his eyes at me.

"How did you manage to make this game boring as fuck in two questions?" He gave me a look that clearly meant 'what the fuck, dude' in every language.

"Because I'm boring and your game sucks. It's your turn though." I shrugged, piling the sheets back onto the bed before climbing in myself. I laid on top of the blankets instead of under them to keep a comfortable distance between us.

Spider glanced at me, then the space between us, before laying back down himself and tucking his arms beneath his head.

"Why were those guys at school so afraid of you? Not that I was afraid of them or anything, but they seemed like tough shit when it was just me but you come around and they're pissing themselves."

He looked up at the ceiling, clearly thinking deeper into the situation than I wanted him to. I sighed to myself.

I didn't want to lie to Spider, but people like me didn't get to have honest friendships with people. I'd have to distance myself and avoid suspicion. It was just something I had to come to terms with. Just as I was preparing a lie on my tongue, I looked at those crazy, mystic pools on his face and sank in deep. The lie dissolved and I had to fight the urge to confess every damned thing I'd ever done in my life.

"I-I'm not nice." I stuttered, completely caught off guard.

I blinked and quickly managed to piece another sentence together. I couldn't manage a lie so I opted to be vague instead.

"I don't have the best reputation around here."

I exhaled in momentary relief. I usually could lie without remorse but when I tried with Spider it was different. Maybe it was because he was so weird.

Spider caught my attention again when wrapped his finger around a loose thread on my blanket and tugged it out.

"That sounds like bullshit but okay." He rolled his eyes and looked up at me as he licked his finger so the frayed end of the string laid flat against his skin and made it look like a ring. The simple movement sent a jolt of excitement to my jeans that wasn't enough to get me hard but enough to throughly confuse the fuck out of me.

I guess the look of shock on my face got misinterpreted because Spider sat up in the bed, smirking as he leaned into the strip of bed separating us.

"So you are hiding something." He ran his tongue across his silver lip ring and I couldn't help but imagine it running across my lower lip instead. "I just have to ask better questions."

As he sat back, I ran my fingers through my hair and tilted my head back against the headboard.

"I have to take you home."

"What?" The confusion was so evident in his voice that I turned to face him again. Those hazel eyes were wide and his hands were in held up in surrender. "Sorry if I hit a nerve or something. We don't have to talk about it if..."

"Nah, it's not that. I'm just not feeling too well all of a sudden." I licked my lips and the previous thought flashed before my eyes again.

I'd never thought of kissing another guy before. It wasn't that I was homophobic or even opposed to the idea, it was the fact that it was so sudden. I'd been around guys my whole life and none of them had caused this kind of reaction in me. I thought being gay was a from birth thing, like "Bobby always used to play with his sisters dolls instead of playing sports" not springing up on you your senior year after you've already had a solid grasp on your sexuality.

"Oh, you don't have to take me home then... Well, unless you want to. What's wrong? Maybe I can help?" He moved closer to me and I groaned.

"Uh, it's okay. Just a weird feeling in my stomach. You don't have to come so close." I moved further away from him and he watched me for a second before climbing off the bed and grabbing his shoes.

"Fine, if you don't like me it's cool. Just have the balls to say it." Spider tied his shoelaces roughly and moved to grab his bag, but not before I caught his wrist. His skin felt soft against my palm and I didn't have the chance to stop myself before I gingerly rubbed my thumb against the inner part of his wrist.

"Look, it's not that I don't like you. If you hadn't noticed, I don't like a lot of people. You, however, are not one of those people. I just didn't get a lot of sleep last night so I'm feeling kind of off. I'm thinking about a mix of shit I never wanted to think about and shit I shouldn't be thinking about. I don't have a lot of friends other than my cousins but I wouldn't mind being your friend, Spider." I confessed, letting him go. It was more than I intended to say, but for some reason I couldn't let him go on thinking that I didn't like him. I didn't want to seem to soft about things either though so I added, "Stop being such a girl."

Spider grimaced and pulled away. 

"Shut up, I'm not a girl." He spat, crossing his arms. "But listen, since you're so cool about shit now I'm gonna need you to be a friend and let me chill here until school is out. My dad will freak  if I walk through the door before school is out. We can stop playing the game if it's making you think about dumb stuff." He shrugged.

"I forgot we left early. Sorry, I guess I am being kind of shitty." I looked at Spider apologetically. "You can stay, and we can keep playing the game. It really doesn't bother me."

"Really?" Spider asked, unconvinced. "I dunno, man. I feel kind of unwanted now. This is pretty awkward."

"Nah, it's really okay. Look, it's my turn anyway. Are you going to play or not?" I walked over to my computer desk and unplugged my laptop, bringing it back to the bed with me and sitting up against the headboard. I patted the spot next to me with one hand and opened the laptop with the other.

Spider stood there for a second before shrugging and plopping down on the bed. 

"Ask away, Vic."

Unknowingly, I smiled. My name sounded better when he said it.

"Are you sure?" I smirked.

"Duh. Just ask."

"What's your real name, Spider?"