Who Knew?

James and Riley were currently sitting inside Riley's car, in his driveway. They had decided, well mostly Riley had decided, that James was going to live with him from now on, since he had enough room in his four bedroom house. And that they were going to get his things tomorrow. James tried to protest saying that he loved his mother, and that she might change but...it was just so hard to say no to Riley. Which one would probably believe could be a bad thing but James trusted Riley, trusted him with his life.

James was also presently freaking out.

'What's his life like? Does he have both his parents?...Does he even parents? Duh of course he does James, who else who buy him this awesome car.'

While James was having one of his usual freak outs, Riley was wondering why he didn't calm him down yet. They had been sitting in the driveway for close to 10 minutes now. 'Pssh I know why cuz he looks so cute. It's probably over nothing anyway.'

After five more minutes he decided to finally calm him down.

“James what's wrong? Your going to be safe now. Everything will be okay.” Riley said gently.

“I know that.” James said looking at Riley. “I just don't want to impose on you and your family. And that's another thing, I just realized that I have know idea how you live or who you live with.”

“Huh...you're right. Well how bout' we leave my car and go to my room and talk about this more comfortably yea?” Riley said with a smile though he wasn't really asking since he was already half-way out the car. James followed him inside the house going through a white front door.

'Wow this is the most beautiful house I’ve seen in my life.' James thought with awe.

As soon as you walked inside you were walking on white-gray marble tiles that covered everything on the first floor. To the left was the living room that inhabited two black leather couches, a black table, and a LED flat screen TV hanging on the wall, to the right were stairs covered in light gray carpet leading to what were clearly bedrooms. Between the stairs and living room was a hallway leading to the kitchen.

James followed Riley up the carpeted stairs down a hallway that had four rooms. After going past a bathroom they turned right into Riley's room. The first thing he noticed about Riley's room was the slight messiness of it, there were some clothes scattered on the floor but it wasn't that bad it was what (he assumed) a teenage boys room to look like. The second thing he noticed was the bed, it was one of the items James wished he had his whole life, a king sized bed. It was on the left side of the room in the corner. Riley's bed was covered in blue sheets and a red blanket that was hanging partially in the floor.

'Wow...I wonder if he'd care if I lie down on it.' He thought captivated by its beddy greatness wanting to run over and lay in the middle of it.

“Just so you know I don't care if you touch anything in my room.” Riley said noticing James staring at his bed.

'He always seems to know what I'm thinking.' James thought dimly in faint wonderment. When he finally registered what Riley said to him he was on his bed in less than a nanosecond.

'Wow this is soooo amazing. I don't ever wanna leave.' James thought while getting comfortable on Rileys bed.

'I never thought that seeing someone in my bed could look this...' he couldn't find the words to describe it. 'Would it honestly be so bad if I went over there and kissed him?' Riley thought feeling arousal awakening in him.

“Hey Riley what's your family like?” James said curiously.

“Well...” Riley said hesitantly. He walked over and sat down on his bed by James. “I live with my dad. He has his own business, and usually works here but he sometimes leaves to handle business and when he does it's for about a week or two at the most. I have no brothers or sisters that I know of, and I have other family in West Virginia.”

James thought he was going to continue but he didn't. 'Why didn't he say anything about his mom?'

“What about your mom? Where's she?”

“Ah... I don't really like talking about her. Don't worry it's not anything too bad,” he said noticing the look on James's face. “she passed away when I was six. She was coming home from work and got hit by a car. The impact was so strong that it made her car flip over and crash into a tree. The driver was high on Oxycontin pills and Cocaine. He left the accident with minor injuries.” Riley said all the while with balled fists.

James took one of his hands into his. “I'm sorry. What happened to him?”

“He was sentenced to what he deserved, basically life in prison. Ever since then my dad hasn't really been the same, he tries to act normal around me but I can see he's still hurting.” A tear was slowly making its way down his face. “I want him to meet someone else, someone that he loves almost as much as he loved my mom so that can he can be happy again.” James didn't know what to say to make it better so he just pulled Riley down so that he was lying next to him. Riley pulled him closer so that James's head was on his chest and after a few minutes they both drifted off to sleep holding hands.

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When James woke up Riley was gone.

'I'm always on high alert whenever I sleep how'd I not feel him leave? This bed must be really good.' he though stretching out his muscles. 'What's that smell? Pancakes?' James got out of the his now favorite bed reluctantly, noticing how the sky no longer held light with the window that was next to Riley's bed. He left the room, walked downstairs and down the hall into the kitchen where Riley stood making their breakfast for dinner.

“I didn't know you knew how to cook.” James said startling Riley.

“When'd you wake up? I could've sworn you were sound asleep twenty minutes ago.” Riley said smiling that care-free smile of his that did weird things to James's stomach.

“I just woke up. Whatever you're making smelled so good that it woke me up. Is it pancakes?!” James said excited. He could not remember when the last time he had decent pancakes, since he couldn't cook worth crap.

“Yup! I'm making strawberry pancakes and cheese eggs.” he said smiling still. “You're not allergic to anything are you? Cause I’ll make something else no problem.” he said sightly panicked.

“No, you're good. Is it almost done?”

“Half-way. How many pancakes do you want? They're pretty big just so ya know.”

“Four.” James replied automatically, it felt like he was starving.“If it's too much then-”

“Your fine. It'll be ready in bout' fifteen minutes or so.” he said while flipping a pancake over. “What's your favorite breakfast food?” Riley wondered.

“Strawberry pancakes. I haven't had any good ones in years, because I suck at cooking. I can't even make Ramen Noodles right, I put it in the microwave without any water and my microwave had a mini explosion.”

“Wow!” Riley laughed. “James I think a five year old would at least remember to do that. It's common sense to put water in it.”

“Shut up! It was an honest mistake.” He replied also laughing at his own stupidity.

Riiight. You keep telling yourself that James. But ya know what? You can't live your life in denial forever.” Riley said smiling brightly.

“Whatever...Just finish cooking. It's the only thing you're good for.” James said jokingly.

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Riley and James were sitting in the living room their next to each other watching mindless old cartoons on Boomerang. Their bellies stuffed deliciously by the food Riley made.

“Hey, want me to show you your room? It's right next to mine.” Riley said noticing how late it was getting James nodded standing up “I have know idea why my dad got a house with four rooms but it's a good thing he did. Here it is.”

The bedroom was just like Riley's except the sheets were red and the blankets were blue and red striped. “Thank you for everything Riley. I don't know how to repay you.”

“This will do James.”

“Huh? Wh-” he was cut off by Riley kissing him. Immediately Riley slipped his tongue through James's mouth. Their tongues met in a passionate battle ending with Riley winning and he got his prize. He traced his tongue over every nook and cranny inside James's mouth memorizing it. James moaned softly wrapping his arms around Riley's neck pressing his body closer to him. James shyly sought out Riley's tongue and began to gently suck on it.

After what felt hours they finally pulled away breathless.

“We should go to bed now.” James said panting.

“Yea.” Riley pulled James in for one last kiss. “Night James” he said closing his door.

“Night Riley” James said softly. He took off all his clothes except his boxers and jumped into his unused king sized bed and immediately fell into a deep sleep.




Just so you guys know the part about the Ramen Noodles actually happened. When I was 7 my little sister who was 4 tried to make Ramen Noodles w/o any water and our microwave exploded a little. Yea... Our mom didn't let neither one of us inside the kitchen again for a few years.


Thank you Lisa for reviewing! If I had kids I wouldn't dream of doing this either. It's wrong no matter the situation.