My eyes cant believe what they have seen (Ryan)

[Ryan Robins]

"Movie" Breakfast would mean food. And food meant gaining weight, losing control over yet another part of himself. He couldn't have that. He needed to hold onto things, to make sure that he wasn't completely powerless about everything. Ryan smiled at him, glad that the clothes were hiding his body. Grant had never mentioned the food, the non-eating, because he knew that there was nothing his friend could do, and they'd only get into a fight.

[Grant Carson]

No he figured that most of the time he just wouldn’t win that battle. So he never brought it up, every time he did Ryan didn’t like it. He didn’t want to do anything to upset his friend today. “Alright.” He smiled at him and just tugged him out the door, heading to the front of the school so they could head out. “Any idea what you’d like to see?”

[Ryan Robins]

You, Ryan thought, but he kept that to himself and just smiled. "Just as long as it isn't some romantic sappy movie. I've had enough of my own stupid life and I don't need to see other girls throwing themselves at boys" He did get some womanly attention these days, though he mostly didn't understand why. Maybe it was the sensitive thing.

Taking Grants hand again, they walked in silence for a few minutes. Then Ryan grinned, looking up at his friend. "Though, I'd love to see a horror movie" Any excuse for climbing in your lap- and Ryan, you're not supposed to think like that.

[Grant Carson]

Grant snorted softly. "Yeah, I'm pretty sure that romance and sappy are out." He just smiled over at his friend, giving his hand a little squeeze. He knew. He could see the girls dropping at his friends feet, begging him for a little time. Apparently it had become quite clear that Ryan was with no one at this time. Which seemed just to add steam to the fire.

"A horror movie hm?" He nodded, grinning now. "That sounds like a plan to me. I can handle one of those." Grant couldn't help but chuckle a little. He hadn't been to see a horror movie in a while. Which meant that this would just be that much more fun for him. He poked him gently and smiled. "Do you at least want a soda while we're there?" He knew he wouldn't eat.

[Ryan Robins]

"Soda sounds good" Ryan smiled, happy that Grant wouldn't get them into an argument. He knew that it wasn't a smart thing to do. He was dangerously skinny, but his psychiatrist didn't notice and neither did his parents. He barely hugged them anyway. The only person that could possibly know how frail he looked was his best friend, that had caught him in bed this morning. And he felt safe enough to know that Grant wouldn't say anything about it. That was why he loved him.

They arrived at the movie theater and he smiled, kissing his friends cheek before bouncing off to buy the tickets. The smell of popcorn made him sick to his stomach, so he rather steered clear of the food court.

[Grant Carson]

Yeah, he knew full well how small his friend was, but there wasn't a thing that he could do about it. He wouldn't listen to him on the food topic, even he knew that much. So he didn't bother to say a thing. He watched him run off and smiled softly. He was so cute right now. Cute all the time but even more so because they were out. Because he looked like he really wanted to be here.

It was a good thing that he'd made himself a promise to behave today. To try and not do anything to ruin his friends sexuality. He was going to be the best he could. Keep touches to a minimum if he could. He grabbed two soda's, remembering what Ryan's favorite one was. Then joined him by the theater. "Where would you like to sit?"

[Ryan Robins]

"Anywhere is fine" Ryan smiled at him, waving the tickets in front of his face and skipping off towards the room where the movie would be showing. He took Grants hand, not even thinking about it twice. It made him feel a little warm inside, and his smile faltered for a moment. It felt good to hold his hand though, and he didn't let go. He wanted to be good, he just wanted to be happy as well.

[Grant Carson]

His eyes softened when he took his hand, slowly his fingers curled around Ryan's fitting into his and he pulled him towards the back where they could have peace away from parents and screamingly frightened children. He set his friends soda in the thing and set his own on his side and kissed his cheek. "Try not to get too terrified now Ry. They won't jump out and eat you." He winked.

[Ryan Robins]

"If I get scared, can I climb into your lap?" Ryan laughed a little, the words slipping out before he had realized. It made him wonder if sexuality was really something you could choose, as he had wondered before. His conversation with Dane - no matter how fuzzy it was right now - made him doubt everything again. He wanted to be straight, wanted to be the right person, the person his parents would approve of. But would they ever?

[Grant Carson]

The words caught him off guard but he was smiling because of them. He nodded his head before he could help it. His head tilted down and he kissed his cheek again, lips near his ears. "I'll protect you." Something he couldn't have stopped himself from saying if he tried. It was true. He'd always do his very best to keep his friend safe.

He'd honor his wishes most of the time too. No, sexuality wasn't something you could really choose. In the end maybe, but it all depended on who you wanted to be with. Thats all it really was. In all honesty.. some parents could just never be proud of who their child is, no matter how much they change for them.

[Ryan Robins]

The smile made him feel warm again, little tingles inside of his stomach, butterflies almost, and he looked away for a moment, feeling shy and awkward for a moment. God, it felt so good, and he wanted to kiss him, wanted to be with him. Dane had told him that it was okay to be bisexual. That it wasn't a bad thing to be in love with someone, even if he was a guy. "You'll always protect me...won't you?" His voice was soft, and Ryan looked up at him, biting his lip a little.

[Grant Carson]

Grant just watched him, nodding his head. His eyes were soft, the smile on his face even more so. "Always." He'd never not protect him. It was the way he was, he loved the man far too much to let things happen to him if he knew he could help him avoid it. Which is why it hurt so badly to let him try and turn himself straight. When he knew that... he could try to make him happy as he was. Like he was supposed to be.

Who he was. A group of giggling girls came into the room and pointed to them, then settled a few rows down from them, watching and waiting to see what was going to happen between them. Apparently they had a gay fetish or something. After a moment he pressed a kiss to his head, watching the room darken for the now starting movie.

[Ryan Robins]

Ryan saw the girls and shied away from Grant even more. For one moment he had been tempted to slide into his lap and tell him that he wanted to be protected, that he needed him and Hell, even that he wanted him. That he didn't care anymore, and that he wanted his friend to protect him from the people that told him he was fcuked up, that he needed to change. And then they came in and pointed at him, made him feel like a whore on display. That's what people thought of him, wasn't it? Just another whore. He didn't want to be. He wanted to be a good guy, and instead he was being a slut, throwing himself at Grant. It made his eyes numb.

[Grant Carson]

Grant knew what he was thinking and his hand slid over it his, fingers tangling with his before he brought his wrist to his lips and pressed a few kisses along it. "Cheer up. They think you're cute." He could hear the words, seeing as they were sitting closer to him then anything else. The movie had started by now and the oldest girl came over with a little notebook clutched in her hands, pushed against her chest.

She looked at Grant, then at Ryan, her gaze lingering more at him. "U..Uhm.. excuse me.." The girls down below were eying her and giggling shyly. "M.. my friends and I.. were wondering if you're together.. and if not.. can.. we have your number.." She extended the little pad of paper to Ryan and bit her lip shyly. To which Grant's eyebrow quirked up.

[Ryan Robins]

"I'm..." Ryan took the notebook with a surprised little smile. Well. That was certainly...interesting. Apparently Grant was right and they did like him. "I'm not actually..." He wasn't really with Grant, even though he wanted to be. "I guess I'm not really seeing someone right now." He bit his lip, holding the notebook before giving it back to her. "But I can't give you my number. I'm..." Deep, deep breath. "I'm sorta gay."