Growing Together

ForthBeam: Strange

These past few weeks things had been rather amiss. Usually, he would be spending lunch time with his friends, because Beam had forbid him from bothering him during lunch time. But at the moment Beam had come over all on his own. He wouldn't have noticed, if it had not been for Deer pointing Beam out to him standing in the hallway as they walked out of class.

"I have to go," Forth had said patting his friend's back before he was rushing over to his boyfriend.

"See you, later. Don't forget the notes!" Deer called out to him before he was being hollered over to another group of classmates.

Beam looked a little out of place standing in white, surrounded by an ocean of blue engineer blazers. It was kind of cute, but the discomfort on his face had Forth only smiling as he decided to save him from his lonesome.

"Is something wrong?" Forth asked the moment he stood in front of him. There had to be something off for Beam to come all across campus to find him during his lunch period. Not that he wasn't happy to see Beam.

"No, I just came to have lunch together," Beam said as a small frown slipped onto his face before he was quickly turning around, "I change my mind, I'll have lunch by myself."

"Hey, Hey, Beam don't go now," Forth said chasing after him.

Somehow, they had ended up on Beam's side of the campus and having lunch at the restaurant there. Forth had nearly gobbled down half his plate, but Beam's was still full. When he had looked down, Forth saw it was because his boyfriend wasn't at all picking up the food. Instead he was just pushing it around in his plate.

"Beam?" Forth had said reaching out to grab his hand, "What's the matter?"

"Hm?" Beam had hummed as he stopped moving his hands and actually paid attention to Forth.

"You haven't touched your food at all," Forth said as the frown on his face only deepened. He had been with Beam long enough to know there was absolutely something bothering him. It wasn't related to school, that was for sure, otherwise he'd be yelling at him left and right. No, this kind of worry had nothing to do with school.

"It's nothing, I'm just worried about a friend," Beam said with a sigh as he finally set the spoon and fork down.

"Is it P'Oh?" Forth asked. Beam had ton of friends, but the one he actually worried about the most was his doctor buddy, P'Oh—Emma's big brother, who also was dating his friend Porsche. He had met the doctor twice, because of Beam and there wasn't much he could say about him. The guy was rather cold and distant, but very smart. He had heard things from Pick and Porsche about the guy, but Beam had always seemed to say otherwise, so he wasn't entirely sure what to make of his character.

"Hm, he's been rather strange lately. We have a research paper we need to be working on, but P'Oh has been strange," Beam said shaking his head. "He's never kept secrets from me, but now he's just avoiding my questions. He disappears as soon as class ends, and sometimes he shows up to class angry."

"That is strange...sounds like Pick," Forth said without realizing he had.

"Pick? What do you mean?" Beam said pushing his plate to the side so he could lean his elbows on the table.

"Huh?" Forth said before he realized he had spoken those words out loud. "Nothing, I was just saying Pick's been behaving that way as well. He and Porsche have been a little distant from our group lately." Well, if he was honest, the two hadn't been the only ones distant. Even Pete was behaving strangely, more than usual. "I'm betting it has something to do with that, after all Porsche is dating P'Oh's sister and the three never really got along."

"Ah...I forget Emma had her baby recently," Beam's voice trailed off as the worry seemed to leave him. No one knew better about her, than Beam. P'Oh seemed to confined in him about his sister and their family situation far more than Porsche care to speak of it.

Forth couldn't help but laugh just seeing his boyfriend return to normal, but boy did he regret it soon after. The smile that Beam had given him had sent chills down his back and nearly backing away a bit afraid.­

"I'm not going home with you tonight," Beam said as he stood up from the table grabbing his bag a little rashly and walking away.

"Beam! I'm sorry! I didn't mean to laugh! Beam!"

And in fact Beam did not come home that night or the next.