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He's My Princess He's My Prince

Leo's eyes widened in shock before they narrowed dangerously towards the red head. He stalked over and swiped the phone from the redhead's hand. “What did you tell her?!”

Bishop grinned, “Nothing, she just told me -”

“What then?” Leo probed almost seething. The redhead arched an eyebrow, clearly amused and slightly intrigued by the new persona his roommate was presenting. Gone was the shy, quiet boy Bishop knew and here was a totally different side of his roommate. He flashed a sly smile towards the other boy. Tucking his legs underneath him, Bishop patted at the space next to him, inviting the smaller boy to sit beside him.

“Sit down and I'll tell you,”

Eyeing the redhead warily, Leo hesitantly took a seat. He made sure to leave plenty of space between them, but the redhead quickly moved closer. They were so close to each other that their thighs touched. Leo did not want Bishop to have the luxury of seeing himself uncomfortable so he did not move away.

“So what did she tell you?” He repeated. Leo unconsciously pushed his glasses back into place and brushed his bangs away from his eyes.

Bishop paused; he basked in the silence while Leo anxiously rubbed his hands together. He was getting nervous again. Playing with the hem of his shirt he waited for Bishop to answer. Leo felt so awkward around the tall, overbearing redhead. He was not used to being teased and having so much attention focused on him. Usually people just ignored him. He was not the flashiest kind of guy and his peers often just forgot about him.

The redhead turned away, his gaze landing against the opposite wall. “Well I never knew you liked boys for one thing. It’s cute.” There was a small smile that graced the redhead’s lips. “Oh and you know, your dad and mine go to the same country club. We’ll be seeing each other at the party nest week. Now… won’t that be fun?”

Leo visibly paled. His eyes widened unnaturally and his hands began to shake a little. How could his mother tell his secret to a stranger? He felt betrayed and hurt. His eyes prickled and his vision swam as tears started to form. Getting up quickly, he started to make his way for the door. Bishop was only teasing, but the hurt face on Leo’s adorable face made him feel a little guilty.

“Wa-wai-wait!” Grabbing Leo’s wrist, the redhead dragged him back to the bed. Leo turned to look back at him, “Let me go!” He mustered up the strength to fight back. His arm struggled against Bishop’s tight grip but he managed to pull him back enough that Leo stumbled into the redhead’s lap.

Leo felt Bishop’s arms encircle his waist a slight blush graced his cheeks. “Calm down,” Bishop muttered. “I’m sorry.”

Leo stopped struggling and eased closer to the warmth permeating the redhead’s shirt. He listened to his deep ragged breaths and tried to blink his tears away. “Okay,” he whispered. “Okay,”

Bishop tentatively patted the top of Leo’s head. Removing his arms and motioning for the smaller boy to get up, they both scrambled off the bed. “Go get changed and get to bed,” Bishop said. “Unless you want to sleep in my bed, I wouldn’t mind one bit,”

Leo was amazed at how Bishop’s mood could change so quickly. The serious tone he once held was back to his playful personality. The stupid grin was back on his face and Leo couldn’t help but glower. Looking through his drawers, he got his pyjamas and changed.

“What you’re not going to join me?” Bishop was already in bed and under the covers. He patted the empty part of the bed like before gesturing for Leo to come over.

Leo glared, “Shut up and go to sleep.” He still felt betrayed. Bishop was nice but he knew nothing about him and his past and that's how he wanted things to be.