Could Use A Ride (Odi)

[Cameron Osiris]

Cam shrugged, his mind jumping to the memory. “I think I got some of his hair, like, pulled it out or something.” He laughed a little and touched the puffiest part of his eye, just under his big blues. He winced, God it still hurt. Did it really look bad? Cam laughed again nervously. “Guess I’m a lover, not a fighter.” Cam didn’t really go looking for trouble, he just wanted to make friends damn it! “Last time I got punched in the face was by that Odion guy...” Cam let the memory fade away – it wasn’t really worth talking about.

“Well why’d you go and do that?” Cam asked, shaking his head. “Sleep is divine, much better than a cup of joe.” The blond nodded, it was so bitchin’! “Present from a friend, since my old hunk o’ junk was totalled,” Cam said, giving Jared a mock glare, before laughing lightly. “Nah man, it’s all water under the bridge,” Cam insisted before any argument could be made. That, and he didn’t want to talk about the friend who had given him the truck. There were apparently a few people Cam needed to forget about.

“I love it out there, I didn’t come back for the scenery,” he admitted, because the only thing Vermont had was some awesome mountains. But he had really come back because of the people he missed in his life. He was ready to make things right again. Cam smirked and glanced at Jared, giving him a playful whack. “Are you saying I’m old?” Leave it to Cam to never take things seriously.

Glancing at the clock as he made a left hand signal, Cam had forgotten just how early it was. “Oh yeah, guess it would be breakfast time.” Nodding once, Cam crossed the highway into the McDick’s parking lot. “You can buy me food, but you gotta promise to not have any more coffee until you rest up,” Cam insisted, putting the truck into park.

Cam wiggled his eyebrows at Jared before hopping out of the truck, ducking into his sweater as much as possible as he rushed into the shelter of the golden arches. “Ladies first,” Cam announced, opening the door wide open for Jared. Being tired and being up early with a friend was bound to be amusing for everyone involved.

[Jared Bell]

“Bet you’re a hell of a lover then if you’re that bad at fighting.” Jared said with a chuckle. Some people weren’t cut out to be a thug or a criminal. There wasn’t anything wrong with that in his books. He’d rather know who someone was and what they would stand for then to find a knife in his back a year down the road. It was funny how he had never heard about a fight between Cam and Odion. “When the hell did you get into it with Odi?” He asked. He would have assumed that at least one of the two would have told him about it earlier.

Jared had already visibly winced at the memory of coming clean to Cameron about his previous vehicle. The tension left his body as soon as he realized Cam was joking. “Man, I honestly planned on buying you a new truck as repayment someday. I guess now all I have as payment is my soul.” Not that Jared Bell even believed that he had one. He figured that if in the end he did, he would have been damned all along. It was a miracle to him that he had as many friends as he did.


Jared hadn’t ever been to California before. It was on his list of places to visit in the near future, but currently his life was too busy for leisure travelling. “If you’re anywhere near as old as one of those trees I will eat one of my dirty socks.” He said quite seriously. Just watch him end up quite literally sticking his foot in his mouth in the near future due to Cam finding a loophole in his words. He kept his eyes on the scenery. He was tired, but coming back here brought back a piece of his life. He didn’t tend to reflect, but there was a lot on his plate, and he didn’t even know where to begin. Taking care of Odion had changed their respective positions in the past months. It had always been Odion making sure Jared didn’t screw up his life, not the other way around. Maybe his tree analogy hadn’t been just for Cameron.

“I make no promises mate. An addicts got to have his fix.” Jared said with a smirk. God forbid that Cameron try to stop him from having one of the few substances he had allowed himself to rely on in the past while. He highly doubted that Cam would believe him if he began to share all of the other things he’d abused in his life. He had always thought that if he lived fast he would die hard. He was ready to eat now.


Jared made a tongue in cheek motion back at Cam’s waggling eyebrows. He was out of the truck quickly and rushing towards the doors. “I wouldn’t mind being your bitch.” He said smugly as he strutted through the open door. Immediately he was greeted by the smell of hot grease and eggs. He made his way to the register and placed his order. He gave the clerk $30 and told her that Cam’s meal was on him as well, and that she could keep whatever was left. Breakfast was cheap, and working the graveyard at a McDonald’s had to be rough. The least he could do was leave a good impression.

Jared waited patiently for his food and extra-large coffee. He intended to make it through the night without any hitches. There was a lot of catching up to do and he was going to make the most of every opportunity that arose. He waited for Cam to arrive at the table with his food before digging in. “What’d you get?” He asked, eyeing Cam’s food and contemplating making a new order. Besides, it would give him a reason to get a phone number and another coffee. His mouth was full of an English muffin. An order he had always thought a little bit amusing considering which side of the pond he was from.

[Cameron Osiris]

“So I’ve been told,” Cam said with a wink. Well actually, Cam knew he was a good lover, he just didn’t want to act too cocky about it. Someone could only get so and so many compliments before they realized, yeah, I’ve gotta be a good lover if everyone says I’m good in bed. Cam wouldn’t make a good criminal – he would fail so hard. Cam laughed, “What, he didn’t tell ya?” Cam sighed. “It was a while ago man, like, seven months ago?” He ventured a guess, and then shrugged. Cam was sure Jared knew all about why, seeing as Cam had announced to the whole school that he was dating Declyn O’Callahan, Odion’s twin brother. And, he was also sure that Jared had found out how Cam had cheated on him via Chester. It wasn’t something Cam wanted to talk about.

“Pfft, you weren’t actually,” Cam said, not taking Jared seriously at all. There was no way anyone had that kind of money aside from Chester. Jared wasn’t that well off, it just didn’t suit his personality. “Don’t worry, there are other forms of payment,” Cam said with a wink. There was nothing wrong with a little harmless flirting with someone who was clearly not interested in him at all. Jared was a lady’s man, Cameron wasn’t that blond.

Laughing, Cam shook his head. “Nah, you don’t gotta your own socks.” Cameron wasn’t someone who looked for ways to make people look stupid. He was someone who liked lifting people up, and saw the best in anyone he met, even that stupid Odion Martins. Cam snuck glanced at Jared as they drove, wondering if the British dude was alright. He looked pretty jet lagged, but something else was brewing just below the surface. There had to be a good reason for Jared coming back to this shit hole, just like Cam had.

“If you drink coffee, I won’t let you buy my breakfast, that’s the deal,” Cam pointed out, “addict or no addict.” A deal was a deal, and he would fight Jared if that’s what it took. He would even walk out on the cheque, not that that was a good idea. Well, maybe he wouldn’t walk out on the cheque, it was more so just a funny thought. Cam wasn’t a rule breaking kind of guy.

Cam gave Jared a sultry look. “Don’t tempt me,” he said, following quickly after Jared. It was a lot nippy outside. Cam was practically drooling as they made their way to the counter. “Damn,” he said, staring at the glowing menu above, “I want it all.” He watched as Jared handed over more than double what both of their meals would be worth. Cam leaned over the counter and pointed at the clerk. “And don’t give him any coffee,” he said, before asking for a couple McGriddles and extra hashbrowns.

Cam watched helplessly as a massive amount of coffee was placed in Jared’s hands. He sighed audibly in mock disappointment as Jared moved past him to go sit. Now it was Cam’s turn to wait for his food, and he smirked to himself as the clerk seemed to be ogling Jared. “You don’t play fair,” he stated as he sat down across from his friend. “McGriddles, basically the best breakfast you’ll get around here,” he said, unwrapping one of them and taking a huge bite. Basically half of the sandwich was gone already. “You tryin’ to pick up the clerk?” Cam asked between mouthfuls, taking a huge swig of the orange juice he had ordered along with the rest of the meal. He glanced behind him for a moment – yup, the girl was still staring at Jared. “She totes wants your body.”

[Jared Bell]

Jared chuckled, of course Cam didn’t think he had that kind of cash. He hadn’t managed to convince Cam that he was an international criminal, but really that was all part of the plan. He had a story so outrageous and unbelievable that sharing it didn’t make a difference to the world around him, so long as he kept out of the spotlight he would be fine. “I assume you accept sexual favors then. I’ll tell you this, my virtue can not be bought.” He said with a laugh. The truth was that Jared very easily could have been the community bicycle.

If it had really come down to it Jared would have simply let the sock phase through him. It was easy enough to fake things if you were smooth enough. It was all about presentation in the end. Thankfully it didn’t look like it would come down to that. “Well I appreciate that sentiment, most people I know would probably have begun force feeding me the socks already.” He said with a sly grin. He could very easily imagine Odion jamming a sock down his throat, simply for the pleasure of watching Jared’s discomfort. He’d probably have deserved it in that scenario anyways.

“You can’t stop me from dropping the cash. It’d be a shame… if they didn’t give either of us… our change.” Jared said, leaning in close and whispering in Cam’s ear. In Jared’s mind the coffee was as good as his. He would simply find a way to sneak it, or he would just blatantly drink it in front of his friend. Either seemed like a perfectly viable option in his mind. He figured Cameron wouldn’t be that hard to please. He’d always been an easy going guy.

Jared winked. “If that’s tempting, you might as well call me the devil, mate.” He said seriously. He loved joking, and would feel free to do it with anyone who might listen. “Get it all, just skip on the sausage, you can have that later.” He said with a smirk. He had already moved on a little way but he swore that he heard Cam tell the clerk not to give him any coffee. “Son of a bitch.” He muttered under his breath. He would get his fix somehow, and now he was thinking of ways to give Cam a taste of his own medicine. It would all be friendly of course, but he had the feeling he’d have the blonde drinking vinegar in the near future.

Jared took a big swig of his coffee in protest of Cam’s sigh. It had barely touched his tongue before he spewed it back into his cup. Would he let Cam know that he had won this round? He sighed and took another sip of the decaffeinated cup of shit that he had been given. He would simply order an iced coffee on the way out. That wasn’t technically coffee, right? Cam had joined him at the table. “I don’t play fair? You got her to give me decaf.” He nodded, he was probably going to grab one once he did get his new coffee. “It’s the accent, it makes everyone swoon.” Jared said simply. He intended to get a number. Maybe even one for Cameron as well. “Be right back.” He said simply before going back up to the counter.

“Well, seen as how there’s been a crime committed here, I think you owe me a phone number, and perhaps a real coffee with a Mcgriddle.” Jared said with a chuckle as he opened his wallet. Hopefully the whole British thing would work in his favor today. He walked away with his second order and rejoined Cam. He flashed him the receipt with a smirk. On the back was some handwriting. It could be quite promising. He sat down and took a swig of his coffee. “Much better, this one isn’t liquid shit.” He said with a laugh. This was just the beginning of what could be a decently fun night.

[Cameron Osiris]

That last line made Cam laugh really hard. “Your virtue? Come on, what virtue?” He laughed again and shook his head. Jared was a riot. With all the ladies swooning after him and all that, he had to have no virtue left.

“Most people want to force feed you your own dirty socks?” Cam asked, a little worried. “How many people have you pissed off?” To Cam, Jared seemed like the kind of guy to get along with most people, so who were these people trying to shove socks down his throat? It didn’t make a lot of sense of the blond.

Cam smacked Jared in the face softly as he got in close to whisper. Jared was a stubborn guy, it was a good thing Cam was pretty quick to let things go. Cam had only made a big stink over it because he wanted Jared to actually sleep after a long flight over the ocean – but if Jared wanted to push himself, Cam couldn’t really stop him.

“You just offered to be my bitch, something like that coming out of someone as hot as you doesn’t happen every day.” Cam said, patting Jared on the shoulder. “You must just be tired from the flight.” Hell, he was tired from just being up at this ungodly hour. Cam nudged Jared after the sausage comment, but he couldn’t hide the grin on his face. Jared better be careful whose heart strings he decided to tug on.

Watching Jared take a sip of the faux coffee from where he stood made Cam laugh through his nose. Bet you had some good ol’ o.j. now, Cam thought to himself, taking a swig of the orange stuff hoping that Jared would notice that Cam was watching him like a hawk. Cam was still smirking as he sat down. “Guess I’m more charming than you are, mate.” Cam shook his head – nope, that shit just didn’t sound as good when he said it. “Oh I know,” Cam said over the swooning comment. Cam’s light blue eyes followed Jared as he got up, and he took the last bite of the breakfast sandwich, unwrapping the next one as he continued to watch Jared.

Cam wasn’t even looking at what he was doing and the middle of his McGriddle ended up falling onto his chest. “Well shit,” he said, looking down at himself. That’s what he got for trying to listen carefully. He clearly had no motor skills at this time of day. Cam glanced at the receipt, and then went back to cleaning himself up with a napkin. “Look what you did to me,” he accused. He looked over at Jared, taking a smug sip of his coffee. Cam waited until Jared was going in for another sip, and then he reached across the table and tried to tip the cup more than Jared already had.

[Jared Bell]

Cam certainly had him there, any form of virtue that Jared had once had was gone forever already. Not that it was a big loss; it was much more fun to be bad. “True, I suppose I lost that the day I was born.” He said with a smirk.

He shrugged it off and answered “It’s not that they specifically want to do that, however most of my friends are abusive in the right way that eating socks would be perfectly acceptable.” He had to admit that he didn’t mind putting up with the antics because in the end they stood together on the things that really mattered. “Besides, I dish out a fair amount of abuse their way as well. It’s all just a bunch of jokes.” He said with a soft laugh.

Jared let his tongue cover Cam’s hand as he saw it coming for his face. Two could play at this game. It was only fair if he dished it back to the blonde. He leaned back in and let his hot breath fall on Cam’s neck. “Did I make you wet?” He asked with a chuckle. He really had no idea just how far Cam’s breaking point was, but he had the feeling that he wasn’t anywhere near it yet. If things got uncomfortable he was sure the blonde would let him know.

Holding out his finger and wagging it at Cam he said “No,no,no, never mistake a lover for a bitch.” He said with a smirk. True he was tired from the flight, but that didn’t change how he flirted with everyone. It was just part of who Jared was. He felt the nudge and burst into laughter. “I promise, my meat is way better than McDonald’s.” He said as he composed himself. He was going to have a good time today, even if it killed him.

He could feel the eyes weighing him. Jared was almost always aware of his surroundings. Sadly he hadn’t been watching the clerk carefully enough. He forced himself to finish the drink, just to spite Cam’s efforts. He was suffering, but the pain would be worth the payoff. Jared had to laugh at Cam’s effort to be more British. “But the slang working for me is what makes me so damn charming mate.” He said, emphasizing the word with a smirk. He could be just as much of a smart ass as Cameron was. He could still feel the eyes on him as he went to get the second part of his breakfast.

Jared managed to catch the McGriddle covering Cam’s chest in cheese. He smirked as he sat back down. “I did that? I’d make a much bigger mess on your chest if that was my fault.” He said with a wink. He then took a napkin and wiped the cheese off of the blonde’s shirt. “I might have to throw you in the tub to clean you up.” He said, waggling his eyebrows. God, he must be tired with the amount he was hitting on Cam. Usually he had at least a little bit of a filter, but apparently that had been left in Europe. All of a sudden the coffee was flowing more heavily towards his mouth. Jared’s eyes widened and then locked with Cam’s as he steadily gulped down every drop of coffee in the cup. He was laughing by the time it was empty. “Sorry to wreck that for you, I can’t let you best me twice in a row.” He chuckled.

He put the empty cup down on the tray and bit into the McGriddle. “Damn, that is amazing.” He said, before he knew it he had copied Cam and shoved most of the sandwich into his mouth at once. All he could let out was a low rumble of contentedness as he finished it off. “I swear, you and me are going to go for breakfast every day.” He said as he readied his and Cam’s trays to be cleaned up.

[Cameron Osiris]

Cam nodded and gave Jared a sympathetic look. “Yeah, I guess you do have that effect on people,” he said, like he was talking about the saddest thing in the world. But he was soon smirking again and chuckling to himself. Cam just nodded again, he was a guy, he totally understood that kind of comradery.

“Aw dude! You’re nasty,” Cam said, stepping closer to Jared and trying to wipe the spit on his hand on Jared’s face. The poor cashier, having to deal with these two idiots at 5AM wasn’t worth whatever she was getting paid. Cam burst out in laughter and tried shoving Jared away from him, but Cam was a little guy and really didn’t stand much of a chance. Maybe Jared was ticklish? Cam took a chance and jabbed Jared in the side, his fingers meeting muscle.

A mischievous smirk crossed Cam’s face, “You can be both.” Cam was definitely okay with that. The blond laughed again, and honestly, he couldn’t remember the last time he had laughed so much. “Hmm, I don’t really believe you,” he said, ending the statement with a shrug. “You’ll just have to show me again how glorious your meat is.”

“Yeah, totally not fair,” Cam said, but he was over it already. “When I say mate, it’s like I’m asking you to mate with me,” he said, leaving the statement at that. Maybe he was asking that. Cam let his mind wander to things that would never happen between him and Jared – he didn’t need to be in love with more people than he already was.

Cam peeled one of the pancakes off his chest, just making the situation stickier. “Yeah, you like that?” He asked Jared, laughing again. “Yeah right, is your cum orange too?” Cam sighed, wishing he hadn’t just wasted a perfectly good sandwich. When Jared moved in on him too, Cam smacked the Phaser’s hands away. “There ain’t no tub in McDicks, just the kiddie... ball pit...” Cam had a wonderful idea. He let it go for now and a wide smile crossed his face as Jared was forced to drink and not talk. “Aw, so he does know how to swallow a big load.” Cam couldn’t help himself, Jared brought out the best in him.

“Told ya,” Cam said, gesturing towards the empty McGriddle wrapper. The blond only smiled at the thought of breakfast every day with the Brit. “Then we’ll be fat fucks, and no one wants that.” He said, patting his concave stomach. Cam stood up but Jared beat him to the punch, so he just stood there awkwardly. “So,” Cam said in an obnoxiously loud voice, catching the cashier’s attention, “did you still wanna go wrestle and make out in the ball pit?!” Cam’s eyes never left Jared, and the cashier looked a little more than disturbed.

[Jared Bell]

Jared was laughing uncontrollably, fully expecting Cam to try to wipe it on his face. He smacked the invading hand away a few times before Cam changed tactics. He felt a strong poke in his side. He flinched but it would’ve been impossible to tell if he was laughing because he was ticklish or if it was just because he was having a good time. It had been months since he had laughed this hard. He managed to stop long enough to ask Cam if he liked what he felt.


Jared smirked, if memory served correctly Cameron had already gotten an eyeful of his meat in the past. He was pretty sure he had been leaving the shower. If they weren’t in public and he was a little more intoxicated he probably would have whipped it out without a second thought. Instead he just grabbed his phone and started going through the pictures. He was sure he had sent a picture a week or two ago, trying to pick up a girl. Smirking as he found it he immediately sent it to Cameron. The best part of the picture was the top hat from the Mr.Peanut jar that he had placed on the top of his member. Cam was going to be in for a surprise the next time he checked his messages.


“So what you’re saying is that you’d like to mate?” Jared replied seriously. He knew that it wasn’t what Cam was insinuating but it was always fun to make things awkward. “That’ll only happen if we plan a proper orgy.” He continued when he saw his friend’s initial reaction. He wouldn’t be surprised if he received a message later inviting him to one though. The blonde seemed like the type who would organize an event of that sort.


Leaning in he gave Cam an overly creepy look. “I do, I do like that, now rub it in like a good little slut.” He whispered, wiggling his eyebrows. He laughed, how many people would be turned off from sex if Cum was orange. It didn’t seem like a natural colour to come from the human body. “Well we could always try cramming you into one of those bathroom sinks but they all have those damn sensors that make it impossible to get water when you want it.” He said. He could only imagine trying to cram a fully grown person into one of those tiny sinks. “You’d be surprised just how much I can fit in my mouth.” He replied, thinking back to the time he had decided to smoke a whole pack at once. It hadn’t ended well but he had managed to get them in.

True, if he was fat he would have lost a lot of his allure. Not that he had that much going for him, just a quick tongue and a lot of charm. He nodded in agreement, although trying to imagine Cameron as a fatty was an excellent mental picture. Jared made eye contact with Cam right before he spoke. He knew that look, and knew something was going to come out of the blonde’s mouth that was a step further than they had gone yet. His mind snapped; challenge accepted. Without missing a beat Jared smirked and loudly answered. “I’m not sure if they’ll let us do it naked here, so I’ll meet you there but keep your knickers on this time.” He said, calmly walking and depositing the trash.

It was a split second and one that he hadn’t even considered the repercussions of. Jared cannonballed into the ball pit and let himself sink to the bottom. If Cam was serious he knew he’d be feeling the impact in a moment. Just based off of Cam’s appearance when he came to the airport he knew he had the advantage in a physical confrontation. Hopefully his plan would work out swimmingly.

[Cameron Osiris]

“Oh yeah, I love all of this,” Cam said, getting a firmer hold of Jared’s side. He couldn’t really tell if Jared was ticklish or not. Oh well, he would just have to try again at a later date. When Cam later checked his phone, that picture would be saved for alone time. Cam had smacked his head and then shook it when Jared asked if he was asking to mate. “Just because I’d like to doesn’t mean it’s going to happen,” Cam said with a shrug. Things didn’t always work out in his favour.

Cameron laughed and slapped the pancake back onto his chest, glad he didn’t spend a lot of money on shirts from the second hand store. “This is like my dream come true,” Cam said, lifting up his shirt a little and tossing his head back in mock ecstasy. He wondered if there was a point where they would get kicked out. Cam hoped not, he was having a lot of fun and was very tired. And having ‘got kicked out of McDonald’s’ on his permanent record probably wouldn’t look good when he went to Princeton. “That reminds me,” Cam said, dropping the pancake (well, what was left of it) back onto the tray. “You haven’t seen my meat.” Cam wiggled his eyebrows, and then looked down at his shirt. He’d have to get this off and put his sweater on over himself. He’d just throw the shirt out, that’s how lazy he was.

Cam giggled as they rushed towards the ball pit. He was still wearing his sticky shirt, which had all intentions of smearing on Jared as much as he could. The cashier could only watch the boys, and wondered how much of this was a prank or would end up on YouTube for reactions sake. “What are knickers?!” Cam asked loudly as Jared jumped into the ball pit. The blond laughed and slipped his shoes off – he knew the drill for these things. Then he jumped in after Jared, hoping to at least have some impact on his friend. “These balls are sticking to my chest!” Cam announced, “swimming” through them and trying to find Jared.

[Jared Bell]

Cam was completely right. There wasn’t a very high likelihood of him getting a piece of Jared. Not the piece that he wanted anyway. The truth was that Jared was actually fairly ticklish when he was caught off guard, but he wasn’t about to let that secret slip. It would obviously be abused by a friend like Cameron. “True, but I’ve been known to lack good judgement in the past.” He said with a smirk. Lacking it was an understatement. As soon as he had anything that would impair him he would act on any whim and impulse that took over his mind.


“Work it girl!” Jared cheered. He had the feeling that tipping the cashier was the only thing that had managed to keep them in the establishment at this point; that and the fact that there was nobody else in the restaurant at this ungodly hour. The mess wasn’t as bad as he had suspected it would be, but he knew that Cam’s shirt was definitely going to need a wash. “I haven’t seen it because you’ve never gone skinny dipping with me.” He said with a laugh. Skinny dipping had always been one of his favorite activities. He knew it was a favorite because he seemed to enjoy it equally when he was sober and intoxicated.


“Knickers are panties!” Jared screamed back from the bottom of the pit. It was only a moment more when he felt the impact. Exactly where he had hoped it wouldn’t be. He couldn’t even laugh at the balls on Cam’s chest, he was concerned about his own at this point. “You got my bits!” He yelled, writhing on the bottom of the pit and holding his groin. He had the feeling it wouldn’t be taken seriously due to just how obnoxious he had been, but for once he wasn’t lying.

Jared finally surfaced from the bottom of the pit and came face first into a set of pancake plastered pectorals. He peeled his face away and tried to knock Cam off balance. “How much syrup did you get on your shirt? I swear my face is covered!” He exclaimed. This was the most fun he’d ever had in a restaurant. Hopefully Cam didn’t try to lick the syrup off of his face. He wouldn’t put it past the blonde, not after the stunt he had pulled in the truck, and successfully gotten away with.

[Cameron Osiris]

And Cam wasn’t the type to get drunk and do stupid things that he would later regret, so there was no way of tricking Jared into anything either. Cam liked remembering everything he got himself into, even if some of those things hadn’t been the smartest decisions. “I’d say your judgement is decent,” Cam said, not that he knew Jared very well. Mostly they just dicked around and had fun, which was how Cam liked to keep things.

Cam shook his chest at Jared a little, not that he had much to shake. “I need a boob job,” he said with a heavy sigh, “I just can’t attract anyone with such a flat chest.” He wasn’t sure where this joking was going anymore, but he didn’t really care. It was a miracle he was thinking and functioning at all considering what time it was. “You’ve never invited me,” Cam stated with a pout. They had a lot of things they needed to do together.

“I’m keeping my panties on today,” Cam said, digging around in the ball pit. Being in here was strange, and the static made his clothes shift all over his body in uncomfortable ways. “What bits?” Cam asked, feeling something squishy under his socked foot. “Quit speaking British!” When there wasn’t any movement, the smile faded from Cam’s face. “Jared?” Unsure what to do, Cam just shrugged and figured Jared was just being Jared.

And sure enough, Jared showed up covered in syrup. “You told me to spread it like a slut,” Cam said, blaming everything on Jared. The blond reached out and fluffed Jared’s hair playfully, and then flopped back into the massive amount of plastic balls, causing them to fly everywhere. Cam yawned and smirked to himself. “I don’t feel like making out anymore, can we go home now?”

[Jared Bell]

“Once we find a nice body of water we can go skinny dipping. Hell, we could probably even break into the school’s pool” Jared said with a mischievous grin. It wouldn’t have been the first time he’d made his way into the pool after hours. He already knew exactly how they would get in, and Cam would just assume it was because of his phasing powers. It wouldn’t be tonight, because honestly Jared would probably end up drowning if he tried to go for a swim tonight.

“Maybe tomorrow I’ll get them off for” Was all that Jared got out before he felt a crushing weight on his genitals. “My fucking balls! It’s English you dolt!” His balls were on fire, and he hadn’t even earned it this time by skipping protection. Finally the weight moved off of him and he was able to get up. He had the feeling his face was completely red at this point.

He hadn’t been asking for a facial when he had told Cam to spread it, but for once it actually was his fault. He took a moment to fix his hair before he flopped down beside Cameron and started giving him loving eyes. “Aw, but you promised!” He said, pouting just enough for Cam to take it as a joke. He was definitely too tired to deal with another bloke trying to kiss him. Rolling onto his back he could already feel just how tired his body was. “We can definitely go home… can I crash on your floor tonight?” He said softly, his eyes already wanting to droop shut.

[Cameron Osiris]

Cam smirked, “There’s the lake, which is always open.” Well, there was that, and Cam didn’t need to show off his ‘bits’ to everyone in school. And Cam wasn’t a fan of chlorine either, and he was a huge fan of nature. So, of course he would opt for the dirty lake. “All in favour of the lake,” Cam said, raising his own hand, and grabbing Jared’s wrist to help him make the right decision.

Seeing Jared’s face only added to the hilarity of the situation. “Dolt? Who comes up with these things,” Cam said, not really looking for an answer. He clapped Jared on the shoulder, “Sorry bro.” There really wasn’t anything he could do over the situation, and he wasn’t going to offer his helping hands.

Smiling over at Jared, Cam felt his energy perk up. The light manipulator tried to sit up, only to be further sucked into the ball pit. “Yeah sure,” he said, leaning in close to Jared and kissing him on the dimple that appeared on his face whenever he smiled or laughed, the one right by his mouth, “let’s go, love.” Cam really wasn’t cut out for this British thing, but he wasn’t stopping.

Getting out of this stupid pit was going to be harder than getting in, but as soon as Cam found the edge, he hauled himself out and started looking for his shoes. His dark blue loafers were waiting patiently for him, and he childishly crawled over to them. “I need sleeeeep,” he said, wishing the shoes would just put themselves on.

[Jared Bell]

Jared allowed his hand to be raised. “So long as there aren’t any bloody leeches in the water.” He said with a grimace, recalling one of the last times he had ever gone swimming in anything that wasn’t man made. He wouldn’t care if it hadn’t been for the areas that they had managed to attach themselves. It was still cool enough that swimming in a lake wasn’t anything that would be imminent. He had time to try to convince Cam that pools and fountains were much more enjoyable.


Shrugging in response to Cam’s question Jared just rubbed the area a little bit to see if he would be okay. “Better not do that too much, I’ll find myself in some trouble if I let that clerk get a view.” He joked. The way Cam and him had been joking he had half expected to Cam to try to rub it better for him. It was simpler for him to take care of himself though.


Jared smirked when the blonde’s lips met his face. That, he had not been expecting. He was too tired to argue, and decided he would just take it as a compliment. He slowly worked on getting himself off of the bottom of the pit. “Alright darling, let’s make our way to bed.” He said with a chuckle. For once his face was slightly flushed, most people didn’t have that effect on him. As he rolled he made a grab at Cameron’s bottom. “Sorry love, didn’t mean to grope you in public.” He laughed.


Shaking his head when he saw Cam empty about half of the ball pit onto the floor when he attempted to get out, Jared decided he would get out the easy way. He took a quick look around to be sure nobody would notice, and then he simply let himself slide through the side of the pit. “For once I seem to be the more coordinated one of us.” He said with a chuckle. He nudged Cam in the ribs as he slipped his shoes back on. Cam really hadn’t seen much of what he was capable of when it came to agility. He intended to keep that hidden for now. The blonde didn’t need to know everything about Jared, even though he technically did.

Leading the way out of the play area Jared gave the cashier a cheeky grin and a wave. “Remember, I’ll definitely be the best time you’ve ever had.” He called to her with a laugh. He could only hope that he had at least made her night somewhat entertaining. He knew he had blown whatever shot he had with the clerk, but that was fine. He liked to keep his options open. He held the door to the parking lot open for Cameron. “Mate, I almost wish I hadn’t wrecked that one. It’s been a long time since I’ve had a good lay.” He said to his friend on the way to the truck.

He waited for the doors to be unlocked and let himself up into the passenger seat. Jared turned to Cameron. “Seriously though, thanks for coming through for me tonight. I owe you one.” There was no hint of a joke in his eyes anymore. His mind had already wandered back to the problems he had to take care of. And a part of it was also wondering just how he had felt about Cameron’s lips on his face. There was more for him to sift through than he had thought. Half of the worry would have been gone if it had been Odion who arranged for him to be picked up, but that would mean his life would be sort of normal for a few days. That was just too much to ask for Jared Bell.

[Cameron Osiris]

Cam was pretty such that Jared knew he liked, well, anyone and everyone. Jared and Odion were pretty close, and he was sure the redhead with a temper had told his friend about the asshole who had broken his brother’s heart, and that’s why Cam’s old truck had been totaled. So for Cam to give Jared a kiss, well, it wasn’t really a surprise. Cam made a mock shocked face, but it quickly dissolved into snickering. “Right, you can’t even resist me and my ass.” He joked, because Jared was straight, right? Cam noted the blush but figured he was just making Jared uncomfortable.

Jealous of how smoothly Jared got out of the ball pit, Cam giggled as Jared nudged him. “Guess you have more experience with mass amounts of balls than I do.” Eventually Cam had his shoes back on and his hair was even more disheveled than usual. Cam quickly stripped himself of his syrup covered shirt while Jared wasn’t looking, and threw it in the trash, now wearing nothing under his sweater. Catching up to Jared, Cam gave the cashier a wave. “Yup, he’s good in bed!” Cam really didn’t know that from firsthand experience, but, whatever.

Well, that was more information than Cam was expecting to hear from Jared. So he did what he did best, and laughed. “You’ve been gone for how long, and you didn’t manage to get any tail?” Cam shook his head disappointingly. “I had higher expectations from you Jared,” he said, hitting the unlock button on his truck. He was ready for some shut eye, and was thinking maybe it would’ve been a good idea if he had had some coffee too, since he was driving.

Cam smirked as he hopped into the driver’s seat. “I’ll put that I.O.U. to good use,” he promised, kicking the truck into reverse. Glancing in the rear view mirror, Cameron caught Jared being vulnerable, and wearing his emotions on his face. Jared had been gone for a lot more reasons than Cam knew about, and he was probably back for other reasons besides just being back. Cam waited until they were on the road before asking, “Are you okay?”

They arrived back at the school soon enough, and Cam was unlocking the doors and getting his keys out for the dorm while Jared collected his things. Thinking he found the right one, Cam stuck the truck keys into the key hole, and failed epically in opening the door. Cam laughed at himself and ran a hand through his hair, yawning. “Shit son,” he said, finally putting the right key into the door and held it open for Jared and his things. “I can’t tell one thing from another.”