Author: writingright PM
Brothercest, Darren has always found Friday nights with his brother awkward but now he's pretty sure he's just confused. SLASH MxM Incest * Now Completely Beta'd by RacoonLoon XD *Rated: Fiction M - English - Angst/Hurt/Comfort - Chapters: 22 - Words: 57,049 - Reviews: 422 - Favs: 193 - Follows: 292 - Updated: 04-16-13 - Published: 08-22-11 - id: 2945636
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A/N: So – I haven't updated anything in like….forever. Sorry guys. Dx MY excuse is that I'm finally starting to get a life together. No more hermit who will forever be a virgin writing gay romance stories 24/7. I have decided to start dating DUN DUN DUUUN!
Anyway. I met a guy… and well now I've been pretty distracted… So writing was sort of put on hold while my mind is consumed with him. It's all "OMG HE'S SO CUTE! DON'T THINK ABOUT YOUR CHARACTERS THINK ABOUT HIIIIIIIMMMMM!" My mind talks in all caps when it's emensely happy
So long story short updates will be slower. Cause he's cute and puts Darren and Emmett to the back of my mind. But I have a shiny new update for you today :D
"So what are you doing over Christmas Break?" Myles asked me while we waited, sitting on the only bench clear of snow.
"My parents are coming home. I'm hanging out with Em. Quality time with family." I shrugged. "How about you?"
He smiled a little bit and moved closer to me. "Well, I was thinking about a date. Tomorrow? Around two?"
"Hmm. Who with?" I asked, slightly bitter.
"I was hoping you," he said, moving even closer to me. Since the glitter poster scene, he had bought me candy and a sandwich, made me mix CDs, got the all-boys glee club to sing a love song to me, and gave me flowers. In other words, he had been the absolute symbol of a romantic man. Still.
I didn't think I was ready. Plus, I wasn't really a girl. Those things just seemed kind of stupid to me.
The funny thing was, every time he did something nice, it made me sting. Like he was building on a lie. Even though I think he meant them, it was just hard to accept. "Myles," I said, "you can't keep on with this. I'm sorry it didn't work out and I know you're trying but— "
"I bought you this," he interrupted me, taking out a beanie baby of a tiny black dog. "I was thinking…. When your dog died, I shouldn't have taken you to bed. I should have done this. Boyfriends think about each other and I didn't do that in the slightest."
I took the tiny black dog and held it lightly. "Myles," I breathed out, gaping at the gesture. It was the first thing he did that didn't leave me with a bitter taste.
"I can be boyfriend material," he told me softly. "Let me try."
"Okay," I whispered back, still staring at the dog. My heart was pounding in my ears and my eyes felt a little watery. It was so sweet. I smiled to myself and glanced up at Myles.
He smiled back, eyes soft and gentle. He leaned towards me and kissed my lips softly, holding my chin with his fingertips. It was light, soft, and kind of ruined by a passing car with some kids honking and shouting "Homos!"
I broke away from him with a slight smile. "Hmm," I hummed, blushing a bit and waiting for him to say something.
I nodded. "I'll ask Emmett."
He kissed my cheek lightly. "All I ask."
About half an hour later, Emmett arrived. I climbed into his car and noticed he wasn't looking very happy. "What?" I asked, buckling up.
"So you're back with Myles?" he asked, shifting into gear and pulling out of the parking lot.
I shrugged. "We're dating," I told him with a slight smile. "I think he deserves a second chance." I played with the stuffed dog in my hands. Just looking at it made me feel all bubbly inside.
"I thought he was a douche," Emmett said, staring hard at the road. I shrugged and made a noise in my throat. I wish I hadn't told Emmett anything about it.
I looked out the side window before letting my eyes drop to my lap where the Sirius beanie baby was. "He's changing," I said before risking a glance at Emmett.
His jaw was locked and his eyes were intense. "But he hurt you," he said in a low tone. It was nice that he was trying to protect me and all, but I didn't need it. I was capable of making my own choices and I was choosing to give Myles a second chance.
I wanted to make it work. I didn't want to look back on my life and remember my first time as giving it to someone I'd never talk to. I wanted to be happy.
"It's okay, Em. We're just going to try and see if we can be in a relationship. He got me this," I said and tossed the beanie baby in the air. "It's to remember Sirius with. I think he's changed."
"Or he wants you to think he has," he muttered under his breath. "Are you sure? I mean, you broke it off with him and I don't really like him."
"But I do," I muttered back. "And when have you cared what I think about the people you associate with?" What gave him his superiority complex? His friends constantly groped and perved on me. At least Myles never did those things to Emmett.
Emmett clenched his jaw but didn't say anything in defense of his friends. He knew I was right. Max practically molests me when Emmett is around and does worse when he watches me when Emmett isn't there. Between Max and Kyle, it was a wonder that I kept my virginity and didn't turn into a raging hormonal mess by age thirteen.
The rest of the car ride home was awkward. Just silence and trying to pretend the other wasn't there. When we got home, Max, Trevor, and Kyle were all hanging out on our front porch. The only one to actually jump up and greet us was Trevor, bouncing over to Emmett before jumping at him and holding him in a hug as my brother lifted him off the ground and kissed him.
I rolled my eyes and walked up the steps to the house before getting my ass pinched by Max. I glared at him before shooting my brother a look. "Yeah, your friends are perfect gentlemen," I spat at my brother before throwing the door open and stomping in. I stormed to my room and tossed my backpack and stuffed animal into a corner before pile driving myself into my bed.
What gave Emmett the right to judge Myles? Emmett wasn't Dad and even if he was, I should still be able to see Myles. I mean, Emmett still kept Max around even though Dad and Mom absolutely loathed him. I could pick my own boyfriend.
I sighed into my mattress, trying to de-stress before Emmett came rudely barging in.
"What is your problem?" he asked, closing the door behind him.
"What's my problem?" I said quietly. "Just that Max and your other friends seem to think they can touch me whereever they please while I'm not even allowedd to see—"
"Wait, touch you where?" Emmett asked, sounding slightly surprised.
I sat up but didn't turn to look at him. "Don't pretend you don't know," I growled. I was seriously pissy and I didn't really want to verbalize where I was getting groped.
Emmett walked over to me and jerked my shoulder around. "No, Darren. Where? Where are my friends—" He pursed his lips before narrowing his eyes. "I'm going to fucking kill him."
He got up, quickly opening the door and hurrying down the stairs.
I ran to catch up. "Emmett, wait!"
Max was on the couch with Kyle and Trevor when I got downstairs.
"What the fuck did you do?" Emmett growled. His eyes were focused on Max.
Max didn't say anything but glanced at me.
I tried to intervene. "Em, don't—"
"Shut up, Darren!" Emmett snapped at me before looking back at Max. "And don't you dare look at him! What did you do to my brother? I'm —"
"He grabbed my ass, that's it!" I lied. "It was probably just a joke! I just meant that, you know, I—don't!' My sentences were getting broken up. "Just…don't, okay?"
Emmett didn't reply immediately. "Don't fucking touch Darren," he growled at Max. "Don't. It's not funny and if you ever do it again—"
"It was a joke," Max said, shrugging like he wasn't intimidated. "I'm no pedobear, dude. I don't like little fifteen year olds."
Emmett took a few breaths before his shoulders relaxed. "Darren," he breathed. He turned and looked at me. "You shouldn't accuse someone of those types of things. I thought—" He paused. "Just don't, okay? Go back to your room."
I nodded and glanced at Max who had an unfazed expression. If anything, he looked a little amused. Fucker. I should have let Emmett beat him. After all, he grabbed my crotch and did other unspeakable things. I guess I sort of was embarrassed that I had let him do those things.
I didn't want Emmett knowing that I had been touched like that by him.
I swallowed and did as Emmett asked, retreating up the stairs.
I got on my computer and checked to see if I could video chat with Myles. I needed a distraction. I had a little notification on Facebook.
Myles had changed his status to 'in a relationship' with me and it was asking for confirmation. I let a slow breath out. Okay. He was trying, and I could do this. He could be my escape from the stupidity of my life at the moment. If I was with Myles, I didn't have to worry about Max. I could just be with Myles and I wouldn't get molested in any way I didn't want.
I clicked the confirmation button and clicked on Myles' picture, bringing me to his page. God, he was good looking. For some reason, that still freaked me out a little. The fact I was actually physically attracted to a guy was still something I was getting used to.
I mean, I'd always thought Emmett had a good physique and was 'hot' but that was more of a 'god, why couldn't I look like that?' kind of thing. Not an 'I want to kiss him' thing.
I hit the video chat button and waited for him to respond. It took a minute but it was confirmed.
The box with his image popped up and he smiled at me. "There's my sexy boyfriend," he said, a small smile on his face. "What's up? Am I picking you up tomorrow?"
I smiled. "I don't know. Jury is still out. Emmett…kind of went nuts, but I don't really want to talk about that."
"What did you want to talk about?" he asked as he concentrated on typing something in.
I shrugged. "A distraction? Just anything to take my mind off of here."
He snorted and looked up. "Want me to pull down my pants? Give you a nice show?" He grinned at me, paying more attention to the conversation now that it had shifted. He directed the camera down momentarily to his waist and grabbed himself through his jeans.
I rolled my eyes and sighed. "Not really, thanks. What are you doing?"
"Getting rejected for cybersex from my sexy boyfriend apparently," he told me in somewhat of a huff but readjusted the camera and grinned at me. "Or you know, writing a paper on the poet who stuck her head in the oven. Either one really."
"Sylvia Plath?" I asked, cocking my head to the side.
He nodded. "Stupid, right? I mean at least she was in the kitchen when she did it."
"Of course she would be in the kit—" Suddenly, I realized his joke. "Oh, I see what you did there," I joked back with a grin of my own.
"Are you gonna be my woman, Darren? Make me sandwiches all day and night?" Myles asked, raising an eyebrow.
I laughed. "Yep. But that means no sex for you." I smiled widely at him. "'Cause I'll be too busy in the kitchen."
"That's what counters are for," he retorted quickly. "And tables, and the floor. All are good options," he teased. "Does this mean you want to have sex again? I wasn't sure if you'd be all tight-laced since last time I wasn't exactly amazing to you after."
"It means with time, yeah I'll do it with you but as for now, no, I don't want to. Not until I know I can trust you." Damn it, the conversation got serious again. I didn't like the super seriousness of it. I wanted to go back to joking around and having fun.
He sighed and nodded. "But it was fun. I mean, look how hard I've been trying. It's not like I'm going through all of this just to get you into bed again. I have every intention of becoming the perfect boyfriend," he argued and I could tell he was annoyed by the fact that even though I said I'd try going out with him again, I wasn't going to be sleeping with him right away. "So...sex isn't completely out of the question? Yeah?"
I sat in silence for a minute or two just trying to think of how to respond when I saw him swallow and nod quickly. "Yeah, sorry. I understand," he mumbled.
"No, it's fine. I just—not right away."
He nodded, still looking sad.
I sighed. "Two dates first?"
"Yeah? I can do that," he said and paused momentarily. "So what are you doing tonight again?"
A/N: so yeah I get a life- then it ends and I start working on this again. XD story of my life yo'.
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