(M?) His shining star. [Andrew}

[Markus Simons]

"M-Markus!" Andrew screamed, pulling him in closer. "Please! Deeper!"

Markus kissed him as deep as he could, teasing his-

Markus yawned, stretching as he woke up. The light from the window was hitting him directly in the face. He swatted at it. Then pulled the pillow over his head. He pulled Andrew closer, pushing him farther down his hard shaft.

Then Markus had an idea.

"Aaandrew.." He said, pulling the boys hips up, then pushing them back down. Markus laid on his back, pulling his brother ontop of him. He pushed him down his shaft again, rocking his hips.

"Aaandrew.. Waaakey wakey, baby boy."

[Andrew Simons]

Andrew moaned, trying to roll back on his back. It was comfy there, and here... Well he might be sick if he stayed here. "Nuuuu..." his voice cracked as he rolled away from his brother, making a beeline to the bathroom. He clung to the toilet, spilling his guts into the bowl as he coughed. Did he finally catch Landon's illness? That would suck... Andrew groaned, laying his head against the cold tiles. "Markus...." he called, not caring if his brother just wanted more sex. He felt like crap. So Markus would have deal, or find another method.

[Markus Simons]

Markus watched as his brother ran off. As usual, no one stuck around. The morning after always made him want to kill everyone, made him hate the world.

"Yeah." He mumbled, walking to the dresser. His clothes still werent dry, but he didnt care. He pulled his pants on, then his shirt, walking to the window. He didnt care if he had promised to stay. His brother wanted him gone.

"Catch you one day." He said, leaving his brother to whatever he felt like doing. Whether it was throw up all day, or go lay Landon, he didnt want any part in it. And he assumed the second option was what his brother was going for.

He slipped out of the window, looking around. He was used to living in the wilderness. And knew how to survive. It was kill or be killed. And Markus didnt think he would be dying anytime soon.

[Andrew Simons]

Andrew looked up from his spot on the floor, groaning at his brother's figure. Please stay with me... I know you don't like me sick, but please Markus.... Don't go.... he sent out, mentally curling up in his brother's mind. Taking his private spot back, the spot located directly where Markus fantasized. With a semi-conscious grunt he pushed himself off the floor, half jumping out out the window till he realized he was naked. Andrew blushed, pulling a blanket off his bed, wrapping it around his waist and moving to his brother's side again.

He looked up at the sky, grimacing. It was raining again, which meant the lightning and thunder wasn't far off. He grabbed Markus's hand, clinging to his side for dear life as he started shaking. "I need to be near you if it starts..." he mumbled, trying to hold his brother so he couldn't run away again.

[Markus Simons]

Markus carried him back to the window of the dorm. He laid him inside, his ribs bumping against the window sill.

"Andrew, listen to me. And listen to me good." He said, looking at him intently. "Last night never happened. It meant nothing to you. It means nothing to me. Now go back to your boyfriend, and be happy. I dont want his leftovers, Andrew. And I never will. Now go back to Landon, and pretend you never met me."

He blocked the window, making sure his brother wouldnt follow him.

"Youre not interested in me, Andrew. And I cant blame you. Youre my brother. Now stop pretending you love me as a boyfriend and go back to your real boyfriend."

[Andrew Simons]

Andrew looked down at his feet, tears running down his cheeks as he fought for words. "I... You..." he looked up at Markus, reaching out for him with a shaking hand. "Last night did happen... Nothing is going to change that... Markus, you have to stay. You have to! You promised me that you would be here every morning! Why... Why are you going against that now?" he grabbed his brother by the wrist, slowly sinking to the floor. "You promised..."

[Markus Simons]

Markus pulled his hand back, growing more and more angry at his brothers attempts to keep him there. He shouldnt have to explain himself to a kid.

"I bet you also promised Landon your undivided love, your life, and your ass, too. So dont come whining to me about promises." He said, turning his back and walking into the woods. He didnt want his brother to follow him anymore. Markus could find someone to love, right?

Wrong..