Your Take On Forever

John chuckled. "Okay, I think I'm done eating. I'm tired." He sighed. "You stayin' or leavin'?"

"I'll stay. Dad left yesterday," Randy replied, taking his hand and leading him upstairs.

John nodded and let himself be pulled into his room. He sighed laid down. "C'mere and cuddle me so I can sleep."

Randy chuckled and laid next to John, holding him close.

John smiled and closed his eyes as he curled up to Randy, drifting to sleep.

Randy sighed and fell asleep soon after John.

The next morning, John realized he had school. "Fuck me..." He grumbled, not wanting to get up and go through the hell that was school.

"Gladly," Randy said, already up and ready for school, a smile on his face.

John blinked at Randy. "Since when the hell do you get up early on a school day?" He asked, slowly sitting up and adjusting his neckbrace back to normal.

Randy shrugged. "I woke up at 5 and couldn't fall back asleep. So I ran home, got some clothes and came back. I showered and got ready."

"Oh... well I don't wanna go to school. They're gonna tease me because of my neck brace." John said, crossing his arms.

"John, ya gotta go to school. I'm gonna be there with you. They can deal. Anyone says anything to you, they'll regret it," Randy said firmly.

John sighed. "Fine." He murmured and got up and got dressed, slipping on a thong then his jeans before putting on a shirt. When he finished getting ready he looked at Randy. "Lets get this over with." He grumbled.

Randy chuckled and took his hand, leading him outside and to his truck. He got in, starting the car once John was in and driving to school.

John grumbled as he fidgeted with his back brace. "This blows." He huffed.

"I bet," Randy said as he parked. "But ya gotta deal."

"Fine." John mumbled and got out of the car, walking into school with Randy.

Randy chuckled. "Do you need to go to your locker?" he asked, ignoring all the people around him and focusing on John.

John nodded. "Yeah, I need my books." He sighed. "Can you carry them? I can't really..." He said, glancing under his shirt at his brace.

"Of course. I was planning on it anyways," Randy replied as they walked to John's locker.

John nodded, opening his locker and handing Randy the books he needed before they went to their first class.

Randy sighed and sat down in his seat, gently pulling John down next to him.

John sat next to Randy, trying to ignore the stares as he squeezed Randy's hand, not letting go.

Randy smiled and gave John's hand a reassuring squeeze, letting him know that he was there for him.

John smiled slightly when Randy gave his hand an assuring squeeze before the class started.