Warnings: Homophobia, soaking
This chapter is a little dark, but here's a update in New Jersey.
Third Person POV

Spade slowly opened his eyes to see Switchblade sitting on his boyfriend's lap, his head tucked in his boyfriend's neck.

Disgusting, Spade thought to himself, rolling his eyes.

"You're awake." Switchblade smirked down at him, still sitting on Jacob's lap. "I brought food."

"You're going to poison me." Spade snarls.

"I'm not that mean." Switchblade stops, before laughing humorously. "Oh wait- yes I am," He laughs again, before his eyes darken. "but you're not worth enough to do that to you. I have different stuff planned for you."

Switchblade throws a tray of food in front of Spade, and another in front of Rock.

Switchblade whistled, climbing off of his boyfriend's lap, though he just wanted to hold his boyfriend forever.

He had work to do.

Two boys immediately came in.

"Please take Jacob to my room," Switchblade tells them. They nod. "If he wakes up, tell him that I'll be back soon. I'd rather he didn't worry, he already has enough on his plate without Newsie stuff."

One of the boys' eyes soften. "School?"

Switchblade nods, his eyes' block coming down for a minute, before he puts it back up.

The two boys carefully carry Jacob out of the room.

Switchblade's second and third come into the room.

His third, Slap, leaned against the wall behind him, arms crossed, while his second, Hefty, stood next to him.

"So," Hefty hands Switchblade a packet. "I got some pictures here from Jack-"

Spade scowls. "Of what and how?"

Hefty slaps Spade across the face, with Switchblade's signal to do so.

"Jack has a friend who happens to have access to a printer and a camera." Switchblade answers. "But anyway, these are pictures of Race after you kidnapped him both times."

Spade and Rock's eyes widen.

"I thought, 'hey, why not recreate your artwork'?" Switchblade's eyes darken as he smirks. "Give you a little taste of your own medicine."

"Please don't-" Spade pleads.

Hefty kicks him against the wall, shutting him up.

Switchblade pulls out his well-known blade.

He bends down, waving the blade in front of Spade's face, and smirking as Spade's eyes fearfully followed it, watching his every move.

"Not much can make Spot Conlon cry and not much can break Race to that extent." Switchblade whispers. Spade cringed at how mad he sounded. "Race is one of my good friends, and hearing about how broken you made him hurt me deep inside. I'm going to make sure you know how that feels, and nothing you say can stop me."

Switchblade immediately made a deep cut on Spade's right shoulder.

Switchblade presses his hand against the cut, causing Spade to cry out in pain.

"What's this?!" Switchblade hisses. "Remember what this is?! Where do you know this from?!"

"It's a cut I made on Race!" Spade shouts, trembling as his bites his lip from pain.

Switchblade pulls away, putting his gloves on.

"You're going to regret ever even thinking about hurting anyone." Switchblade states. "Even if it wasn't a Newsie."

It wasn't a question.

He was telling them, and that scared Spade and Rock.

"Why are you scared?" Switchblade questions, kicking Rock against the wall. "You did this to yourself. You didn't seem scared when you were doing this to Race. Be a man and fight the battles you start."

"For real," Slap adds. "I know some littles who are stronger than you. My sister being one of them."

"Girls are weak." Spade snarls.

Switchblade laughs, the kind that had no emotion. "You're building yourself a deeper hole by the minute. I'd like to see if you think that when she has a bat and you're tied down."

"I feel like Alyssa could beat him in a battle even if he wasn't tied down" Hefty comments, staring at Rock.

Switchblade nods.

Alyssa was Hefty's girlfriend, and she was Switchblade's sister. She was a Newsie in a different Jersey borough so that no one figured out they were siblings and went after her because of Switchblade.

"Well, let's get this started." Switchblade smirks.

Later

Switchblade pulled off his gloves, while he kicked his shoes off.

Jacob watched him, a bit worried and a bit scared.

He knew Switchblade did stuff like this, but it didn't mean that he liked it. He was always worried that Switchblade would come home hurt.

Switchblade pulls his shirt off, before changing his pants.

He goes and lays down next to Jacob.

Jacob stares in his eyes, Switchblade's arm wrapped around him.

Switchblade's face softens. "Please don't look at me like that, love."

Jacob bites his lip.

Switchblade sighs, pulling the taller boy closer to him. "I'm sorry, love, but you know that I have to do this stuff."

"Why?" Jacob whispers.

"Manhattan and Brooklyn, never mind Queens and other boroughs, are counting on me." Switchblade answers, sighing a bit. "With the Refuge closed, there's no place for these people to go to pay for their actions, and they can't just be allowed to walk away. Not these people. If they soaked them, and then let them walk, they'd come back worse than ever, hungry for revenge. We need to teach them a lesson that will stick with them forever."

Jacob nods, digging his head into his boyfriend's chest.

A few minutes later, Switchblade heard his muffled voice again.

"I need you, Brayden. I love you." Switchblade heard muffled sobs. "I'm worried one day you won't come home..."

Switchblade pulls the older boy up a bit, laying his head on his chest. "I won't do that. I'd never leave you, Jacob. I'm stronger than you think, and I've been at this for a while. I would never leave you. I love you so much more than you know."

Jacob laughed a bit. "I think 'more than I know' is wrong, cause you definitely show it."

Switchblade smiles. "Can you blame me? I have a wonderful boyfriend and I don't want to lose him."

Jacob smiles, blushing a bit.

He lets his head just rest of Switchblade's chest.

A few minutes later, Switchblade heard soft snores from his boyfriend.

Switchblade chuckles, as the door opens quietly.

Save peeks his head into the room a bit. "All okay?"

Switchblade nods. "All's okay."

Save makes a thumbs up, before quietly leaving the room.

Switchblade smiles.

Manhattan, New York

"Race!" Carson/Blade shouts, running into the square.

Haste, Caleb/Bullet, and the few other Newsies with them chuckle at him.

Race let's his brother pull him to the side, out of earshot of everyone else.

Race looks at his brother. "What happened? You're excited."

Carson grins at him. "Caleb approves!"

Race smiles. "You tell him?"

"He approves Race!!" Carson spins his younger brother around. "He's perfectly okay with Haste and I! He trusts Haste!"

Race smiles. "That's wonderful, Carse. I'm so happy for you."

Carson grins at him, giving him a huge hug.

He quickly pulls away. "Sorry-"

Race pulls him back into the hug.

Carson smiles.

Albert and Caleb come running over to them.

"Hugs!"

They join the hug, knocking the four boys over.

The group laughs.

1140 Words
I thought I'd show a bit of Switchblade, cause although he scares me, I kinda like him. (Reminders that he is human too!)
Also, remember that while Warren makes it look like they soak people for fun, they only soak bad people. Thanks!
Also (again), I know that I post on Fridays, and it's Tuesday, but I have a lot of chapters coming out on Friday, so I wanted to post this in advance.