he was offered no time to see if robin was ok for as soon as he had grabbed him the thrashing and screaming stopped and the boy calmed down and still asleep mumbled something and kissed him. he did not mind the kiss even though it made his heart race even harder and his face light up but he needed to see if robin was ok and after a moment pulled away to rouse him with a light shake and his name

He hugged his prince tighter not sure why the man was trying to pull away. He twisted rolling over on his bed, tumbling over the edge and inadvertently taking Jerial with him. Opening his pale eyes he tried to detangle his limbs from the other and realized how close he was to the blushing face. It was soon met with his own and he said nothing, finding that each time he moved a limb it slid along apart of Jerial that he was not sure he should touch.

he landed half on top though one of his legs was trapped under robin's leaving him tilted sharply on one elbow. just as he was about to speak he was interrupted yet again though this time by a leg. more specifically robin's leg and more awkwardly against something it should not be moving against. as it shifted against him a second time had him closing his eyes against the big brown ones that threatened to tell him something he was not sure he wanted to know and by the third, and certainly by now it was intentional, time he felt a shifting in his own self and needily rubbed against the leg for several achingly long moments before finding his head and trying to flee for the door

"Je..Jee." He didn't give the other time to flee. Rolling over he reached out and grabbed the hem of the others pants. His entire body flushed shaking through the hold on the others pants. "Jerial! I am sorry do don't run!"

he was stopped before he could get anywhere by a surprizingly strong grip and vainly tried to shake free, "no! no! i am sickthatwaswrongleg'go! pleasedon'tpleaseiamsorry!"

He didn't let go and his small body was moved across the floor before the pants finally gave way to the bare bottom powerrangers underneath. Robin's face grew violently red, giving himself a headache. He let his fingers lip from the fabric and fell to the wooden floor. "Noo no no.. Je.. .. Je... are those powerrangers?" He said still the shade of a turnip, he reached out the touched the green ranger. "The Green one was my favorite! what season is this?"

with he hands off of him he could run and he did not stick around to hear whatever the other was saying. tripping out of his pants he beelined for the bathroom

Scrambling to his feet, he followed the stumbling Jerial, sliding over the fallen pajamas. He ran quickly enough to wedge his leg into the door just as the other was closing it. "Jerial..." He sobbed lightly ignoring his foot. Red face and beaten he let the other have his peace and shrouded his face with his hands. Finding his flip flops and a bathrobe, Robin sauntered to the kitchen finding the rest of the soup. He was able to dry his tears as the food spun in the microwave. Shaking his head he was unsure of why he did that.

even with the teary face being the last look he got before he was left alone to perch on the edge of the toilet and with the sad plea in his ears he still could not get the memory of his body against robins and guiltily touched until he was able to do to himself what he wanted to do with his roommate. it shamed him but until he was left with sickly hands and a cold butt from the porcelain lid he could not bear to stop. he did not come out until he had washed away the signs of his guilt and had found a towel to cover his near-nudity

He had finished a bowl of soup and one of his abandoned reading assignments by the time the other emerged from the shower. Shamefully his eyes feel to the area the cloth shrouded before traveling up to the face. He opened his mouth to apologize again but shamefully fell into silence upon meeting the others gaze.

when robin could not look him in the eye he felt as if the other knew what he had done and it turned his stomach. "....i am sorry i did that to you... if you don't want to be my boyfriend i understand, i should have been more respectful"

He did not let his gaze fall from Jerial. "No! Je...Jerial." He pushed aside his fallen hair from his face. "Jerial that is what boyfriends do, I am sorry I pushed it on you and made you run away." at last he let his eyes fall to another part of Jerial. "You are a good boyfriend I do not deserve. I have been dreaming about you and just now I wanted it from you."

that made him shiver before he sobered up with the realization that the other kept waking up in fear. "....then why were you screaming? you sounded so...afraid.... and before... god"

"I have to fight so much to get to you." He confessed. "My last dream a demon was trying to eat me, before that an elderly woman, before that the snow queen took you away and before that it..." He could not remember before that. He shivered at the thought of the horrible demon. "I have to fight them all to get to you." He said matching the others tone by the end of his speech."

he wasn't sure how to respond to that though he felt as if he should and coming over until he was only an arm-span away awkwardly patted robin on the shoulder. "it is just dreams"

He captured the hands on his shoulder leaning his head so that his cheek rested on the back of Jerials hand. "They feel so real Jerial..." He pursed his lips "Jerial... that... th...the doll was from my dream and I woke up it was in my bed. ... I have cuts from running through the woods." He did not look at the other, he knew Jerial would think he was insane.

"um..um, if the doll is scaring you then can i throw it away? and if you think you have hurt yourself when you are asleep tell me and i can help prove you are awake and ok, ok?" trying not to dislodge the other he kneeled down, "i am sorry i have given you bad dreams. i didn't mean to"

Robin looked up at Jerial, amazed that his world was so simple. He found himself nodding slowly unfurling his limbs from the couch cushion. "I am being silly aren't I?" He said "Do you mind if I bring my book? I usually like to read before sleeping."

he shook his head. if robin was having bad dreams then reading before bed might not be helping, or, if it was the book he had seen before, writing before bed. "i think it might be better if you laid off of it for tonight at least"

He opened his mouth to protest but allowed himself to be dragged off, feeling very childish. He looked over to his unlit corner of the room where the book lay opened to the page with his drool smudge. He moved a flock of hair from his face and coyly his fingers trailed up Jerials skin. "Just like in my dreams, you are always there to save me when I wake up."

he wanted to say something cool then, something to make this moment memorable but as he stood in the entrance of their small room with robin not exactly in his arms but kind of close running a finger against him all he could manage was a thoroughly lame 'am i?'

He nodded against the shoulder blades. Impulsively he reached around and hugged Jerial mouthing a silent thank you against the skin. He liked the warm feeling that radiated off the flesh. Jerial, protector of dreams. he giggled silently to himself.

the mouth on his back unhinged his mind entirly and he could not help the words that spilled from his mouth, "sorareyouimean, ifyoudon'twannasleep...in....your bed..."

He shook his head against Jerial."I like being this close... the only time I feel this good is when I wake up in your arms." He sighed contently. "I want to sleep in your bed."

again the opportunity slipped by him and instead of something neat like 'and i would never want to wake if i fell asleep in yours' but all he could manage was a soft 'you too' before blushing furiously and leading them both over to his narrow bed. it was enough for one person but he couldn't imagine two fitting in any way other than a spoon. he blushed harder

He had fallen among the soft mounds of adolescence cartoon characters and noticed the other did not fall with him. He sheepishly giggled softly and reached out pulling the other down into the comforter. His arms seemed to comfortably latch on to Jerial and twisting to his side he snuggled against the others shoulder as one of his legs snaked its way between the damp towel locking his limbs around Jerials leg. His fingers traveled down the bare torso resting comfortably on his navel. “sweet dreams.” He whispered already falling into a doze.

they were rolled so that he was facing the wall but with the leg between his it could have been the secret passage to narnia for all he noticed it. as the minutes dragged he grew more and more bothered by it until he was already farther than the rubbing before though the thought of that was not helped when right as he imagined the feel of it robin shifted against him coupling the imagined with the immediate causing him to reflexively press into the narrow hips behind him. he froze as he realized the only thing between them were two thin pieces of fabric and a towel. plucking up his courage he lightly called to the other and got nothing, raising his voice didn't either, it was then he recalled robin slept like a rock and the direness of the situation fell on him like a ton of bricks. he was stuck like this all night if he didn't push the other off the bed and worse, more than anything what he really wanted was to roll over and put it against robin's own

Robin shifted in his sleep moving his leg like a violinist playing the strings. He wiggled adjusting his head on the others neck and breathing a soft moan along his ear. The small hips rubbed against the towel weaving the limbs deeper together.

He was still lucidly clinging to the best night of sleep he had had in a while. He rubbed his limbs against the soft fabric that surrounded him, hugging his warm pillow tighter. Some where his mind told him it was Saturday, that five more minutes did not matter and that he could indulge like a lazy cat, surely, the lump in his pants would relieve its self when he needed to potty.