The car pulled up outside their house. Jordan picked up Liam and Rose, who had also fallen asleep, and Gabriel half-lifted, half-dragged Phoebe to the front door, before waking her so she could get up the stairs herself. Jordan helped him undress the twins and pull on their nightclothes, before tucking them into bed. Phoebe was undressed and asleep when Gabe went to check on her.
"So, did you like Angela?" He went into the living room and found Jordan sprawled out on the sofa watched the TV. Jordan shrugged, flicking through the channels lazily. Gabe flopped onto the end of the sofa, and groaned softly when Jordan put his feet back up, his ankles resting lightly on Gabe's lap.
"She was okay… That Bailey guy seemed like a dick though." Gabe smirked.
"Well, you don't like many people. So that's probably a compliment, right?" Jordan shrugged.
"Not really. I didn't like the way he looked at you." Gabe frowned.
"How did he look at me?" Jordan shrugged and finally settled on a channel. Gabe watched 'The Simpsons' for a few minutes, before he pinched Jordan's leg. "How did he look?"
"I don't know, Gabriel." Jordan said wearily. "Just… like he wanted to jump you." Gabe blinked in surprise.
"So… You don't like Bailey because you think he's gay?" Gabe frowned..
"No, I… Like Phoebe said earlier, you've never introduced us to a girlfriend of yours before. So you must really like Angela, right?" Jordan sighed. "Bailey just looked like he'd want to wreck that." He muttered. Gabriel couldn't help but smile.
"Look at you, getting all protective." He smirked, tickling Jordan's side gently.
"Get off." Jordan grunted.
"Thanks, Jord. But you don't have to worry. Angela and I are… Well, thanks for worrying." He grunted when he got a mouthful of cushion. "What're-?" Gabriel was cut off when Jordan pounced on him and started tickling him hard.
"I've told you before, don't call me 'Jord'." Jordan growled. "Now you must pay." Gabe wriggled and writhed underneath Jordan, laughed uncontrollably, and trying to get away. Jordan's hands glided over his sides, tickling over his kidneys.
"S-stop!" Gabe yelped. "Don't! I'm sorry, alright!"
"Say… I'm the best brother in the world." Jordan demanded.
"Never!" Gabe growled. "N-not while I have Liam!" Jordan smirked, and resumed tickling Gabriel. "Don't, stop!"
"Sat it!" Jordan ordered him.
"N-never." Gabe gasped.
"Say it, or I'll… bite you." Jordan declared, smirking.
"You wouldn't dare."
"Oh, wouldn't I?" Jordan said. He slid his hands underneath Gabriel's armpits and tickled him roughly. Gabriel felt, rather than saw Jordan moving closer. A moment later, he felt Jordan's teeth clamp down hard on his neck. Gabe moaned and bucked against Jordan, horrified to find he was enjoying feeling Jordan's teeth on his neck.
"Fine," he gasped, pushing Jordan away. "You're the best brother in the world, Jordan." Jordan smirked and stood up.
"'Bout time." He said. "'Night, Gabe."
"'Night." Gabe whispered. He sat on the sofa for a moment, his heart thundering in his chest. He was about to go and crawl into bed, when he heard a soft knock on the front door. Glancing at the clock, and seeing it was almost eleven o'clock, he wondered for a second who it was, before going to answer the door. Bailey was stood on the doorstep, looking nervous. "What do you want?" Gabriel asked wearily.
"I want to… apologise. For what I did earlier." Gabe paused for a moment, before he stepped aside to let Bailey in. He and Bailey sat down on the sofa together in an awkward silence. "I, erm…" Bailey finally tried. "I've never… done that before. What I did tonight…" He flushed in embarrassment. Gabe couldn't hide a smile.
"Why did you?" He asked. "I'm going out with your best friend." Bailey rolled his eyes.
"Not because you want to." He muttered. Gabe shrugged.
"Point is, I am going out with her." Gabe said gently. "I talked to her earlier, and she refused to let me end our… arrangement." Bailey sighed.
"She's stubborn…" Gabe couldn't help but feel sorry for Bailey.
"Just tell her." Gabriel said. "It's the only way to get her to understand and leave you alone." Bailey shook his head. Gabe rolled his eyes. "Do you want a drink?" Bailey shook his head.
"I want… you." He whispered. Gabe stared at him for a moment in shock, before he stood up.
"Why?" He murmured. "You could have your pick of anyone you like. Why me?"
"You really don't know?" Bailey smiled. "You're the first person I've ever met to see me as me. Everyone else see the rich boy, but you… I was rude to you, and you were rude back. Most people just take it…" Bailey sighed. "I wish I could live more like you… No one sucking up to me because I'm rich, no parents hanging on my every move, waiting for me to find the perfect girl to marry…" Gabe laughed bitterly.
"My life isn't so perfect, you know. I can only just afford to pay the bills most months. The kids have to go without things all the time because I can't give them things they want."
"Where are your parents?"
"Our mother is dead. Our father's all left…"
"So, there's only you looking out for them?" Gabe nodded. "Sorry." Bailey muttered.
"What for? It's not your fault." Gabriel flopped back down on the sofa with a sigh. Bailey looked at him for a moment, his eyes sympathetic. Gabe didn't really register Bailey getting closer, until the tips of their noses touched gently. Bailey's deep blue eyes were gazing into Gabe's. They just stared at each other for a long moment; Gabriel felt his breath hitch in his throat when he saw lust begin to burn in Bailey's eyes.
"Can I?" Bailey whispered. Gabe looked at him a moment longer, before he nodded slightly. Their lips met gently, tentatively. Sensing Bailey's insecurities, Gabe took control of the kiss, deepening it. His tongue flicked lightly over Bailey's lips, begging entrance. Bailey whimpered softly and parted his lips to let Gabriel inside. Bailey's hands squeezed Gabriel's shoulders before moving up and lightly tugging Gabe's hair. Gabe moaned softly, and pushed himself harder against Bailey, pushing the older boy back to lie down on the sofa. Gabe felt one of Bailey's leg lift slightly, allowing their hips to fit neatly together.
Neither of them saw the dark shape in the doorway.