#joeyconvo

[yoursecretmyoath]

@wtfnoie

“I- are -” Tyler frowned, trying to gather his thoughts. “Like seriously? It’s not just like making the baby part, but you want a baby? With me? Now?”

Joey blushed a bit and said, “I...yeah seriously, and with you. I mean it doesn’t have to be right this second, but soon, or now, or soon maybe?” Joey shrugged shyly.

[yoursecretmyoath]

@wtfnoie

Joey was tired of all the questions, all the preliminary trial. He was giving his best even though in his heart believed his best wouldn’t be enough to put his father away. But he’d give his all if there was a chance. His father always seemed to get out of this stuff, and Joey was worried. Worried that he’d only bought himself a bit more time. Then he’d have to let death come to him or run again. Neither seemed right. Especially now that Tyler was in the picture, whatever they were. They hadn’t defined it. Joey was worried to talk about it. Tyler acted a bit more affectionate but in some ways things hadn’t changed and Tyler had never said I love you back to him, which was disheartening to say the least. But he had also asked him not to take it back. Joey wasn’t sure where they stood and he was too scared to ask.

Joey looked over from his chair at the pile of school work he had to do on top of everything else and he sighed. The stress was getting to him, and he was doing his best not to show it to anyone. Especially Tyler, the boy was already hovering over him about his physical well-being if he caught wind that his mental well-being was at risk too he’d never stop. Joey heard their dorm room open and forced his face to light up, not that it was too hard when it came to seeing Tyler. He watched him walk in with dinner and smiled, “Hey!”

[yoursecretmyoath]

@wtfnoie

Joey walked across the courtyard on his way to his government class, it was just like any other day. It’d grown routine where he didn’t feel the need to look over his shoulder or anything. He’d go to class and go back to his dorm to grab Tyler for dinner, dragging him away from the studying he always did around this time. It was a coincidence that he happened to glance around though. When he did he stopped dead in his track though. He saw Pilotti as he called him and instantly began backtracking around the corner. He peek out again to do a double take and saw him walking along. He hadn’t seen him but he could tell he was surveying the grounds, and as his eyes wandered he spotted a few more of his fathers helpers.

A knot the size of Jupiter seemed to be forming in his chest and he knew he didn’t have much time to try and prevent being found. That was all he could think of. He could run and he was just about to. Leave everything and everyone behind like he had before. But things were different now. There was Tyler, a part of him tried to tell him to leave still but he stopped again and instead of booking it out of the school he ran back into it.

He sped down the halls quickly running back into his dorm panting. He saw Tyler sitting at the desk studying but disregarded him quickly and ran to he bathroom. “Merda, merda, merda,” he kept swearing. He was shaking and his hands quickly found the scissors in the cabinet and without thinking he began cutting at his hair not caring too much on how it looked as much as he was trying to get rid of it knowing the long curls would give him away. “Questo non può accadere. Non posso passare attraverso questo nuovo. Caro Signore fammi uscire di qui, e non con lui,” he kept muttering frantically.