what if we stop having a ball?

[ABRAHAM FAULCON]

Abraham was on Freude's laptop again. This was mostly because he just enjoyed changing the background to cute little kittens, and decorating with an assortment of very emasculating stickers. Getting on the other boy's nerves was one of his very favorite pastimes.

Lately, he hadn't been getting as many chances to partake in the merriment, though. Freude had been off with that stupid blonde boy almost every day this week. They were apparently together now. It was absolutely disgusting. The only thing Abbie liked about Caleb was how easy he was to scare. When he and Freude were cuddling in the main room of the dorm, though, now that was when he just wanted to come up behind the boy and smother him with a pillow. A pillow that was on fire. Yeah, that sounded nice.

He'd refrained from acting on any of these urges thus-far, mostly because he had to share a dorm with Freude, and although he loved the boy to be a bit pissy, he didn't want there to be that kind of tension. So, he kept to his little acts of irritation, waiting for Freude to snap on him when he realized what was going on, always laughing like the crazy boy he was.

Giving Freude's laptop a nice pat on the now thoroughly decorated top he set it aside and lit up a cigarette, watching the lighter for seconds longer even as he was taking long drags. The flame was so pretty, much more appealing than that stupid Caleb Darling. What a barf fest. Finally setting his lighter down with a last adoring look, he turned on the television, flipping it to the Spanish soaps and turning the volume almost all the way up.

If Freude wasn't pissed at that, he didn't know what would bring the boy down from his Darling-high.

[FREUDE WAYLAND]

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Freude had to admit, although he didn't say it out loud, the last few days had been...amazing. Who knew that making Caleb and himself 'official' would change his whole perspective. He didn't even think about the girls he was missing out on every time he passed Amnesia and he was even turning down Jimmy's offer of a 'quick blowjob' which was very uncharacteristic of him.

He sighed, kissing a sleeping Caleb goodbye as he untangled himself from the other's sheets and gathered up his clothes. Their dorms were only a few doors apart, but over the last few days, neither had been able to sleep alone. It wasn't just sex anymore. It was...different.

He smiled at the sleeping boy, it was only early evening, but they had spent the day at the park, then the bandstand to listen to the College music class, then the pet shop to look at the animals together - and buying pet food for the new puppy that was currently sleeping on the end of Caleb's bed.

Pets weren't strictly allowed in dorms, but Icarus had agreed it was cute and when had Freude ever paid attention to the rules.

He slipped out of the door, now fully clothed and jingled his keys into the lock of his own dorm where he could hear the delightful Spanish soaps on the student channel. Smirking he walked into the room, snatching the remote from Abraham's hands and turning off the television. No me gusta

Flopping himself down on his bed he pulled his laptop over and groaned. Seriously? The fuck? he growled turning to look at Abraham, pointing to a sticker of a butterfly on the outside. He sighed and put the laptop back down again, getting up and pulling a cleaner shirt off the floor.

Pulling the one he was wearing off his head he threw it at the back of Abraham's, smirking when the sweaty shirt covered the boy's face. Nothing was going to get him down today. Nothing.

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