I haven't even read through this chapter, but at least it's some. About 1200 words, I would really appreciate comments and stuff! :D
Edward didn’t want to meet his twin’s eyes at the moment but forced himself to, he had to explain what had happened.
“Look John, I’m sorry, I don’t know why I did it, would you just please let me go in there now?” He knew he sounded harsh, but he honestly didn’t know what to do. John ignored his words.
 “It’s nothing to be ashamed of Ed’ard, we all do it” John started “Er… how often do you like… y’know?” Edward was so startled by his question so he didn’t care about the fact that he never wanted to look into John’s eyes again, now he couldn’t even blink. What had his twin just asked him?
 “I… I don’t really know, about every other day, I… and… hrm… you?” he didn’t know what to answer and he didn’t realize he’d just asked John the same question until a few seconds later. He felt his face become even redder as John didn’t seem to be able to get the words out.
 “About the same…” He answered shyly. John didn’t even find the feeling of being unwanted inside of him, the feeling that was with him all the time. Now he only thought about Edward. He had just seen his twin masturbate, and he had felt himself grow hard again – because of him. Edward was too hung up about himself to notice though, which probably was for the best. But soon Edward’s embarrassed eyes flickered down at the floor, catching a glimpse of the obvious bulge underneath John’s towel around his waist. He looked up surprised, not knowing if this was the same he’s had when he went into the shower earlier or if his twin had gotten a new one. It couldn’t be the one before, he must’ve taken care of that in the shower. Had he gotten this one while watching Edward? First Edward felt a bit scared, but then he could feel a tiny smirk playing on his lips. Now it was John’s turn to look embarrassed. Edward couldn’t help but to throw his brother’s words back at him.
 “John, you’ve said it yourself, nothing to be ashamed of” Edward started to feel more at ease with the situation, which was surprisingly as he was standing so close to John he could hear his silent breaths – and they were booth having an erection. Suddenly john let his hand slip off Edward’s chest as if to tell him that it was okay to go into the bathroom. But only this time, Edward didn’t want to, he’d started to elaborate the possibility of John having the same feelings for him as he had for John, it was exciting to think about, and the more he did the more he became sure of that he wouldn’t have to stay in the bathroom for long. So he went in but didn’t bother locking the door.
 John felt himself breathe out, he couldn’t figure out what was going on. It had been one of the strangest situations he had ever experienced, but he wanted it to last forever, but he knew he couldn’t. He thought about what Edward was doing in the bathroom, and then he remembered his own member of which he was going to give some attention to. He worked himself off quickly and hurried to put on his boxers and jeans. He didn’t bother putting his shirt on so he threw himself at the bed and looked up in the ceiling. He hadn’t felt this happy in years, it was almost a new experience not feeling down and with a fake smile printed on his lips. This smile was genuine, he was happy. Then Edward opened the bathroom, but carefully as to see if John was done with what he’d been doing moments before. When he saw John lying on the bed he went into the room and grabbed his boxers and jeans and lay down next to John after putting them on. They were lying like that, looking up in the white and boring ceiling, for almost ten minutes without speaking, even though nothing had changed it was as if everything was different.
 When Edward woke up he could feel a pair of arms resting on his waist and he felt John’s warm breaths in his neck. He closed his eyes to remember the tickling sensation better. He slowly and carefully lifted John’s arm off his waist and rose up to make some tea. He thought to himself that this would be a good day. He heard the door open to the kitchen.
 “You want some tea?” He asked without moving his eyes from the boiling water.
 “Yeah sure, thanks” He heard a much manlier and irish voice say. He swiftly turned around and was slightly surprised to see Liam at the door. He automatically motioned his hand up his chest to show the relief that if hadn’t been someone else.
 “Oh, Leem, sorry, you scared me” He breathed out “Of course I’ll make you some tea” He said and put some more water in the already boiling one. He was relieved that it hadn’t been anyone else, but he was a bit disappointed because he would have wanted the morning with John only.
 “Ed’ard where are you?” He heard John’s voice from the bedroom, he was quick to answer since he knew the stage of panic his brother soon would be in if he didn’t. After the bullying John didn’t want to be away from Edward – at all. He was his only source to comfort and safety according to him, the only one John could trust.
 “John I’m in the kitchen, just making some tea for you!” Edward yelled back.
 “Oh, okay, just getting out of bed!” John screamed as he started to realize that he wouldn’t be in this comfortable bed all day and groaned a little when he sat up trying to adjust to the cold outside of the bed sheets.
 “It’s okay, it’s all done I’m coming to you” Edward liked making tea in the morning to John, he liked finding John wrapped up in the bed sheets covering most of his bare chest. Edward quickly gave Liam his tea and then he ignored him as he was going into the bedroom, this morning John hadn’t bother covering his chest though. Edward smiled as he approached the bed, studying John’s newly awake features, John smiled at him as well and thankfully grabbed the cup of tea. Edward sat down next to him, and was pleased to find the bed warm and welcoming.
 “Thank you Ed’ard” John said and smiled widely at his brother. When they were just like this, alone in their bedroom it was as if nothing could hurt them ever, that they had an invisible shield around them, protecting them from bad words and actions. It was only them now. They silently sat like that for a while, grasping the wonderful feel of this. Suddenly they saw the shape of a man in the doorway, John grabbed Edward’s arm, spilling out some of his tea on the bed sheets. It was only Liam, which made John grumpy, he didn’t like being scared. Liam looked a bit awkward as he was standing in the doorway, and he said what he had to say quickly and then left the bedroom.
 “Get ready, we’re going in ten”.
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