Mitch's POV

  We started a vlog once Jerome got his new crutches, and I covered them in glitter once I got bored. Of course, it took away from out make out time, but whenever one of us did something to merome-ey, we just cut it out of the video.

  We had just finished filming Jerome's few steps and he had collapsed onto the couch when I threw myself onto his body.

  "Mitch what are you doing?" He asked, and I smiled, my hands moving to his pants, undoing then slowly. "Mitch, I don't think you should-" he cut off as I pressed my hand against his crotch. He tensed and watched me quietly before we suddenly heard a knock at the door.

  I groaned and stood, fixing my hair and clothes before opening the door.

  "Ryan!" I laughed at the sight of the male, and we hugged. Inwardly I growled, I wanted Jerome to myself.

  Jerome had gotten his crutches and shuffled up to Ryan with a grin. The two hugged, and I sat. Watching the two talk made me feel... jealous? I sighed and stood with a yawn.

  "Hey, are we showering tonight or tomorrow?" I asked, and Jerome looked at me in surprise, his face darkening to a red color. Ryan looked somewhat confused at first, then his expression settled into a smug one.

  "Tonight, why?"

  "It's late and I'm getting tired. I say we do it in... thirty or so minutes."

  "Alright buddy, Mitch time?" He joked, and I smirked. I would give him more like thirty seconds if I was on Mitch time.

  "Nah, you spend some time with him, I'm gonna go try out some new mods on Minecraft." I watched as he frowned before nodding and turning to Ryan. I sighed and walked up to our room, hoping onto the computer before opening Minecraft.

  I looked at the screen blankly, thinking. I loved Jerome, I knew I did, but even though we kissed and loved on eachother, we weren't a couple.

  Nobody knew about what we did, there wasn't a reason to know, though I thought some people suspected it. I looked up on top of the computer, where a doll of my Minecraft character sat. A smile came to my face and I reached up, grabbing it and pulling it to my chest.

  I relaxed and began to play the game, holding the doll close the whole time.

Jerome's POV

  Ryan and I talked for quite a while, and soon he left me. I soon stood and used the crutches to walk to my room, where Mitch sat playing Minecraft with my doll of him in his lap.

  "Hey." I said, and he waved without looking, making a smile come to my face. I walked over and leaned down, laying my head on his shoulder. He leaned silently against me, then saved whatever he had been doing and logged off.

  "You still have this?" He asked, nodding to the doll. I smiled and nodded, picking it up and holding it close to my chest. He smiled at the sight.

  "Yeah, do you have yours?"

  "Of course. Why would I not?" I laughed at him and smiled, moving to my bed and plopping down, panting slightly. I dropped the crutches next to my bed.

  Mitch stood, waking over and licking his lips. His hips swayed as he walked, and I felt heat rush to two places. He smirked at the sight of my blush and climbed into my lap, kissing me softly.

  God I loved how his soft lips pressed against mine, then how he would moan when I forced my tounge into his mouth. My hands were holding his head against mine, but he soon pulled back to breathe. I kissed him softly a second time, nibbling on his lower lip and pulling back.

  I felt Mitch's hard-on pressing against my abdomen, and watched as he blushed. Couldn't he feel mine? Didn't he know how much I wanted him? I leaned forward, kissing his neck and listening to the soft moans that resulted. He had given up trying not to make the noises when he found out that I would become harsher. I had given him quite a few bite marks and bruises on his chest and neck, though I tried to avoid the latter.

  "I-I'm proud of you, Jerome," he hissed, panting as he spoke, "for walking even when the doctors said you couldn't and... and-hnn- proving them wrong."

  "Mitch, you're the reason I did it," I said, and felt him tense up under me. I pulled back to look in his eyes, trying to tell him what a wasn't aloud to say in words.

I love you.

  He smiled and kissed me again, a softer kiss this time. When we parted, he was crying, a huge smile on his face. I laid back with him pressed against me.

  "Thank you Jerome, now let's go shower!"