Trevor yawned and stretched, realising he was nuzzled into Lion's chest, Lion's arms wrapped comfortingly around him.
"Morning." Lion smiled.
"Uh, yeah. Morning." Trevor felt himself blush. He propped himself up on his elbows and yawned again. Lion got out of the bed and stretched, he pulled on his jeans and shirt and excused himself so that Trevor could get dressed. When he got back Trevor was spraying his hair and farting about with it.
"I want a fag." Lion stretched and lay on the bed.
"You shouldn't smoke." Trevor told him as he lined his eyes with eyeliner. Lion smiled and nodded. "How can you get away with being a hockey house captain and smoke?"
"I'm just that good baby." Lion grinned. Trevor snorted and went back to his eyes; soon he was made up perfectly. Lion always wondered why he wore so much he certainly didn't need it. "You're not into sports huh?"
"Do I look like it?" Trevor raised a perfectly arched eyebrow.
"No." Lion stifled a laugh and stepped towards him. "I bet you and your friends never fight do you?"
"What do you mean?" Trevor asked, cramming a handful of make up accessories into his bag.
"Like, wrestle?" Lion was right behind him now.
"No. We don't." Trevor turned and soon realised Lion's intentions. "No! I do not want to wrestle!" But he had little say in the matter before he found himself involved in a brawl, he was shocked to find how gentle Lion was and soon found himself being dragged all over, he could hear Lion chuckle softly through most of it. "Gerroff!" Trevor shoved Lion and bolted for his door, Lion caught him and pushed him against the door. Trevor was stunned to find Lion's lips ghosting over his neck. Softly, so softly, kissing a trail up to his ear. Trevor didn't know what to do; dull panic rose inside him, but it was mixed with yearning for the blond. He felt Lion's tongue ghost over his earlobe then --
"Trevor! Phone!" His mother called up. Trevor heard Lion curse softly under his breath. He wriggled away and scampered to the phone. Lion sat on his bed and smiled to himself. Trevor was fun.
Trevor found the rest of the time in the house awkward around Lion and was thankful of the walk to school. Lion was his normal talkative self whereas Trevor spent most of the walk chewing his nails.
"I'm going to spend some time with Frank this lunch." Lion told him. "But I'll see you later." Trevor nodded and watched him walk away; his stomach was turning in circles. What had Lion been thinking kissing his neck like that? And why did it feel so good? He grumbled aloud to himself and headed into the drama hall. Nick was already there with Nathan and Claudia. They looked at their flustered friend.
"Are you okay?" Claudia asked. Trevor nodded silently and put his bag down. She looked at him suspiciously but turned back to Nick.
"I mean," Nick was ranting, "I am not interested in sports at all. There's no way I'm playing in the house matches."
"Oh, when are they?" Trevor asked.
