Darian Redgrave is an 18 year old boy who has recently graduated highschool. White hair, Blue eyes, 5'6 feet, freckles and pale skin. He currently resides with Broker Dawns, A 20 year old man with peach skin, green eyes, black hair and some beard stubble. Sometimes the man would forget to shave, and it would stay stubbly for days.

Broker drinks at least four times a week, and Darians mother is still furious of the fact. She doesn't see what Darian sees in Broker.

Darian woke up on a friday afternoon to find Broker downstairs drinking out of a vodka bottle, A still groggy Darian came over to wrap his arms around Brokers waist. "Nnmmornin'"

Broker pats his arm.

"Morning. Why'd you sleep in?"

Darian rubbed his eyes and looked at the clock. 'Oof' he thought. "I dunno. Can we go snuggle on the couch?"

Broker sighed and put the bottle down, getting up. He put his arms around Darian and hoisted him up over his shoulder. Darian starts to giggle like a baby. "I love when you do this"

"That's why I do it." Broker sat down with Darian sitting on his lap, who proceeded to plant a kiss on Brokers cheek. He caresses Darians cheek and gives him a sloppy kiss, hand wrapped around his neck.

"Haa-" He looked up at Broker with half lidded eyes, "Even your sloppy kisses... "

"Heh. What?" He nuzzled his face into Darian neck and kissed. Then he hears the chime of his phone. "****, work is calling. "

Darian frowned. "Ignore itttttt" he whined.

"You know I cant. It'll just take second"

"Ugh, fine. " He sighed and leaned back off of Broker , watching him go into the other room to answer the call. Darian bit his lip and groaned, obviously annoyed.

Darian went upstairs to change into some shorts and a tub top, as well as a long trenchcoat. He yelled as he left the house. "Im gonna go to the mall, ill be back later!" And the door shut.

Broker sighed as he watched him leave and went back to drinking his vodka.

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Darian sighed and looked around, spotting his friend Mauve. He waved, signaling Mauve to head over his direction. Mauve, scooted his chair back with a screech and started to trot over his way.

He waved his arm and smiled widely, "Hiiiieeeee!!!" Mauve wrapped his arms tight around Darians shoulders and pulled in for a hug. Darian pushed him away from lack of comfortability. He gave a nervous but a smile of relief.

"You've never changed. Even though youre older than me, you look the same age." It was true. Maybe had semi-straight cut bangs, light purple hair (like a lavenderish mauve color), Slightly dark skin, light yellow eyes and skinny figure. He didn't look a day over 18.

"Come on, I wanna go shopping. " With that, he tagged Darian by the arm towards a popular but very expensive clothing shop.

Darian would be first to try on different clothes. He was sortve embarrassed by the first outfit. It was a crop top with a cut-out heart in the chest, a hood attached o the back. it was gray with pink trimming. The bottoms were jean shorts and fishnet tights. "Urg, i look like a hooker. "

"No oo you look cute! Maybe you should wear it for Broker," He winked as he said that.

"Hmm.. Maybe. Excuse me miss, can i pay from this while weaing it home?" He inquired to the cashier.

"Well, that's a strange request but I dont think is against our policy. " She replied.

Darian smirked evilly. He knew this would get Brokers mind off of work.

(End Note: im working on a webcomic for this but im trying to save up for a drawing tablet and save me the work of drawing on my phone ^^; im working a minimum wage job *sigh*)

As Darian came home, outfit still on, he swung out his arms and smiled, "Ta DA!"

Broker looked up. "Ewh, what's with that outfit?" Darian looked down with a hurt expression.

"I was... Tryna be cute for you..."

Broker sighed and kissed his forehead. "I'm sorry. you are cute. I just. have some bad news." He looked away in embarrassment. Then he showed him the text from his supervisor.

Darian gasped, "Wh..What?! You were fired?! For what!!??" He huffed in frustration and snagged the phone.

Broker rubbed his arm awkwardly. "They found out i was homosexual. And thought it was make a bad impression on their company."

Darian puffed out his cheeks, his tears started to fill his eyes. "Waahh! I-Im sorry! This is all my fault uhuhuhuuu... " Broker wiped away the tears from his eyes and planted another kissed on his forehead.

"No honey, its not your fault. The company was shit anyway. Close minded bigots." He wrapped his arms around Darians shoulders, and he wrapped his arms around Brokers waist. He nuzzled into Brokers chest.

"Im sorry. I felt guilty for a second... So what're you gonna do?" He looked up curiously.

"I have enough in my savings to last for at least four months to look for another job. And you might have to. I won't be able to support both of us."

Darians eyes widened. "I can't! Dont you remember... what happened.." Broker had completely forgotten. The horrible scene replayed in his mind, and his embrace had tightened significantly.

"I forgot.. Im sorry. Will at least consider odd jobs, like dog sitting or lawn mowing?"

His lips tightened into a line. "I ... i will consider." He looked away.

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2.1: You're too cute.

Broker woke up and started to head downstairs, then he smelled something delicious. "Humm... Bacon." Drool formed in the corner of his mouth. He saw Darian in shorts, thigh hugs and and apron. "Awh, Youre too cute."

Darian smiled brightly. "Hehe, I made some bacon and eggs. Join me."

Broker nodded slightly and sat down while Darian poured him some coffee and set his plate of breakfast in front of him. "Thank sweet. "

Darian blushed at the pet name. "Sweet? You flatter me. Heh heh. " He began to stuff some eggs between his teeth with slow chewing motions. "Found a job yet?"

"Well, " He swallowed his food. "I have two interviews coming up, and they seem promising. "

"Mm.. You have my full support!" He smiled. Darian finished his food and he heard the doorbell.

"I'll get it, keep eating. " Darian headed towards the door, his eyes widened from the shadow through the transparent stained gass on the door. "Aa-" He started to breath heavily, His heart started to beat rapidly.

"You okay?" Broker stood up as he saw Darian started to wobble, he rushed to catch him when he fainted . He could sense how nervous Darian was. He gave a curious look at the door. "Who..."

He couldnt even began to think. He set Darian on the couch in the back room. Then, he sucked in a breath and opened a front door.

"Hello. Im Misaki, Darians father. And you are?" He offered a handshake.

'Father..?' He thought. The only family Darian ever mentioned was his elder brother, who was a ****. Other than that, he doesnt have a slightest clue about his parents.

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"So you see," Misaki sipped his coffee and set it down, "Darian had a very psychotic episode and ran away from home. He mustve forgotten, Because he has seemed to not make you aware of what he left to. " He smirked slightly.

'This is definitely suspicious.. He looks very young. What does he want? '

"Im here to take Darian back home. We've all been worried sick. " Brokers stomach dropped. He looked shocked, and didnt know what to say.

"But.. Hes and adult now. He doesnt need to be pampered like a kid anymore. " His eyebrows furrowed in anger, he tried not to show it.

Misaki frowned. "Itd be better for everyone if you just let it go. He needs to come back with his family.". Broker was lost of words. He didnt have the slightest clue of what to do. Then he heard Darians voice from the other room.

"Mm... Broker??" He stood at the door frame and his eyes widened again, this time his facial expression was rage. "You.."

"Oh, darn. You've awoken. And here I was hoping I could fool you're man here for a while longer-"

Darian narrowed his eyes and pointed at the door not saying a word. Broker had already pieced it together, this was Darian's big brother. The one who was a jerk.

"C'mon, I came all the way from Seoul." Misaki frowned, putting on a hurt front.

"Then go back. I don't want to see you. Last I recalled, We aren't even blood related. So you mean absolutely nothing to me." Darians throat let out a low growl. Broker wondered why Darian hated this guy so much, but he knew it wasn't his place to ask.

"You see,-" Misaki stood up as he set his teacup down, that Broker had offered him while Darian was still asleep, "I wasn't wrong about Darian running away. Or having an episode."

Darian tried to cut him off, "SHUT UP! GET OUT!" He tugged hard at Misaki's suit jacket, but Misaki didn't even budge. He shrugged him off.

"Darian, you didn't even tell your lover?"

Darians voice became weak and ridged, he fought to speak, "Sh..shut up.. Get...-" Before he could finish, a lump had formed in his throat, holding back sobs. Tears had already traveled down his cheeks.

"This little punk here," He began, petting Darians head. Darian couldn't even brush him off as he was using most his strength to remain calm. " He cut off all contact with his family and ran off as soon as he turned 18. It was a big, pardon my language, 'eff you' to us. His parents even paid his tuition but he dropped out. Cussed us all out, and, before we could get him to calm down, ran out the door and was long gone by the time any of us could see."

Darian's breath hitched, his chest became tight. He couldn't see with the tears that flooded his vision, his teeth were clenched together tight, and he panted quietly. "you're... despicable." Misaki's arm snaked its way around Darian's shoulders.

"I think its about time you stopped playing adult and come home. You're relying on your partner, it seems, to take care of you. But who are you fooling? You can't even make your own bed." Misaki snickered as he murmured this in Darians' left ear.

"You're wrong.." Darian growled. He threw a weak punch at Misakis' chest. "You're wrong! Do you hear me?! Why do you think I ran away in the first place?!" He glared as he grabbed him by the collar, stretching on his tippy toes to meet his eyes.

"My my," Misaki shook his head and leaned down, just intensifying their eye contact. "Who do you think you are? You're helpless." He snickered again, smirking.

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Quick author note:

"Hi guys! I don't know if anyone is still following this story anymore but I will be posting the full story -- without cuts -- to my ******* pretty soon."