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General RP The Man Kept His Socks On (Knight_of_None)

He huffs softly, closing his eyes again, biting his lip. He nuzzles against his pillow, silent.
 
While Lyrin tried to settle himself, the pressure of Billy still looming nearby, granting him seconds to mull it over. Billy however upped the stakes slightly, stroking himself as he leered over him, laying close by, his breath tickling against him. "I could muffle you-" he whispered teasingly
 
Lyrin sits up slightly, "No. Not here." He mumbles, shaking his head. He stares at Billy, eyes dark as he shifts and pulls his blanket over him.
 
Billy tisked to himself, scoffing as Lyrin covered himself, but...he shifted up to his feet. "Whatever." He said as he started to draw up his pants. He sat on the edge of the bed. "Guess we'll need a better spot."
 
Lyrin looks back at him, quiet for a moment before shifting, "I need to check on Kalin." He stands, grabbing his clothes and changing back into them.

"do you wanna come, or stay?"
 
"Does it matter?" He said rolling his eyes to the side. Billy stood up anyway, folding his arms. He didn't make any attempts at hide his frustration. "Not like I'll get shit anyway."
 
Lyrin glares, "Fine, then you can sit in here by yourself." He crosses his arms jaw tight. He takes a deep breath, closing his eyes, "I don't care."

He turns and leaves his room, going to the room Kalin shares with Alex and Soren. He quietly pushes the door open and smiles softly at Kalin when the redhead glances at him.

"Hey, bud, how are you?"

Kalin smiles slightly, "Like I got hit by a train."

Lyrin laughs softly, walking over and running his fingers through his hair, "You have another hour before I can give you more Tylenol."
 
Billy scowled as he let Lyrin leave, nearly tempted to slam him against the door. Not for fun either. But he restrained the violence that snaked through him. He stalked behind him, standing by the younger brothers door for the moment as he considered just leaving. But he listened to them talk, leaning against the doorway for a moment. "Hey." He said, more to draw attention than to greet Kalin. "I'm going."
 
Lyrin blinks and turns, looking at Billy, "I thought you were gonna wait until Zyn got home and we'd got out?" He tilts his head.

"I know a quiet place we can hang out at."

Kaylin closes his eyes, leaning back.
 
Billy folded his arms. "Dunno." He said as he glanced at Kaylin as he leaned back. "We could meet up there later or something." He said as he put his focus on Lyrin again. "Kid needs you to keep an eye on him, doesn't he? "
 
Lyrin runs a hand over Kalin's forehead, looking at a clock. "You can't wait 15 minutes for him to get here?" He looks back at Billy, taking a paper plate from the nightstand and walking past Billy.
 
"You didn't say when. " BIlly said rollng his eyes as he shifted to let Lyrin pass. "And that depends either way. Sometimes I can't." He said as he followed Lyrin. "That's what the deal is for."
 
Lyrin sighs, "Then find someone else to exploit if my one boundary bothers you that much." He posses the plate into the trash, grabbing another pretzel.

"And I said earlier how long it would be. When you first got here, I said it would be around an hour."
 
Billy leaned forward. You're right." He said as he nodded along. "I can get someone else to bend. Bet I can do that faster than you can do anything without my money." He said shrugging indifferently. "You can put up with that knowledge?" He said stepping back, walking across the kitchen where the envelope sat, grabbing it.
 
Lyrin's jaw tightened and he sits down, shaking his head. "No. . ." He mumbles, running a hand through his hair.
 
Billy's hand hovered over the envelope. His back was to Lyrin, his face hidden away. "And that means?" He prompted as he rapped his foot impatiently. Listening to the mumble, he didn't relish quite yet. He had to twist the knife just further still.
 
Lyrin looks up, "It's whatever you want." He crosses his arms tightly over his chest. "You wanna find someone else, I'll just. . . Figure it out."
 
"Oh? You'll figure it out? Thousands of dollars? You're scrapping by already aren't you? You'll maybe get medication. But skipping meals and working all day and night won't get your brother up any higher on that donation list when I walk away too." He reminded as he picked up the envelope, pocketing it. "But hey. You'll be able to lay up and think 'I tried almost everything I could'" billybsaid as he strolled by.
 
Lyrin swallows thickly. "Billy, wait--" He follows, shaking his head. "I didn't mean it like that-"
 
"Oh? You didn't?" He said turning to look at him. "Then, please! Tell me how you meant it." He jabbed as he stood in the hall, the gatekeeper of the life of his prey's sibling. But Billy didn't revel or swell with this show of force. This wasn't just about rejection or egoism now. He was drilling into Lyrin's idea of challenging him, reminding him that to do so wasn't in his brother's interest. After all if he found another classmate to fool around with, there wouldn't be anything Lyrin could do but watch his world come tumbling all over again.
 
Lyrin flinches back, his fists curling. "I-I don't know. . ." He closes his eyes, shoulders trembling.

"Please, I'm sorry--"
 
Billy watched Lyrin tremble, trying to placate him, trying to save his younger brother. Billy put his hand on Lyrin's shaking shoulders. "I can forgive you." He said as he buried the brief feeling of disgust he had in himself. This wasn't simple blackmail or pressuring as he used so often. The reality of his actions slithering around inside him the long he stood in the house. "You didn't mean it, I know-" he whispered as if granting Lyrin an out
 
Lyrin swallows, looking up at Billy. After a moment he nods, "Didn't mean it." He mumbles, wrapping an arm around himself.

After a moment, he sighs, turning away. "You should probably go. I'll see you later." He mumbles, grabbing a class from the cabinet and filling it with juice.
 
Billy felt him turning away, but Lyrin heard the envelope slide back out, laid on the mail counter. But he didn't put up a fight or threaten. "I'll see you then." He said as he left for the door.
 
He pauses and turns, "If. . . You wanna see me tonight, we can go out. Meet at the convince store near school." He sets the juice down.
 
He stopped at the door, but looked back to him. "...sure. I'll see you there....8 pm good?" He said as he reached for the door
 
He thinks for a moment and then nods. "Yeah." He grabs a napkin and then walks away, taking the Juice to Kalin.
 
As they parted ways, the door clicking shit as Lyrin turned his back, left to care fir his brother. The two young men carrying this moment on their minds, upon their hearts. Lyrin's brothers came back in, Zyn noticing that Lyrin was alone, save the money, but he didn't press for any questions..yet.
 
Lyrin yawns, "I started dinner, and there soup on the stove for Kalin." He flops back on the couch, "I need a power nap."
 
Zyn nodded. "I'll handle it, how did your playdate go?" He asked as he walked to the kitchen to grab the soup for his younger brother.
 
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