Friends... Or more?

The room is pitch black and cool from the air conditioner humming quietly in the corner. One man lays on the bed with hands holding down a large pair of headphones. Music blares through them into the mans mind, blocking out everything else and providing an escape from all of the problems in his life. His heart pounds in time with the bass and he can feel his heart rise and dip with the voice he hears. The man doesn't hear when the door opens and a mess of brown hair pops through the opening to see where he went. Curled up in a ball on this but is where the man felt most at home, especially when the taller yet younger other male joined him.