[Kenneth] Start a revolution

[kenneth ryleigh jefferson]

Kenneth leaned over, kissing the side of his head above the blankets before he climbed down. He walked into the kitchen, starting a pot of coffee before he sat down on the sofa, rubbing his stomach. He felt sick, especially with the moving bus.

"So you can go at it again?" She asked, and Knox nodded, turning over to kiss him deeply. He pulled him close, pressing their hips close.

[jordan marcus ballard]

Jordan rolled onto his stomach, gagging softly from the top bunk. He felt like shit, but at the same time, had enjoyed last night. It probably would have gone over better without withdrawal on top of a hang over.

Angel smirked, kissing him back deeply with a groan. He hadn't bothered try and get dressed one handed last night.

[kenneth ryleigh jefferson]

Kenneth reached for the remote, flipping on the tv. He yawned, rubbing his face. He moved over for Rozzi, drawing his feet up into the chair with him. He finally curled up at the other end, closing his eyes again. "I hate morning.." He complained.

Knox drew the kiss out a little longer before he pulled away. "I hope you got the key to these, or me and you are going to have matching friendship bracelets." He said, raising an eyebrow at him.

[jordan marcus ballard]

Angel smirked, kissing his jaw. "Up on my bunk.." He murmured.

Jordan slowly climbed down, swallowing.
"Jordan can you-" He heard Angel start, but turned swiftly and moved for the bathroom, not even bothering with the door as he dropped in front of the toilet.

Angel huffed softly. He climbed carefully out of the bed, pulling Knox with him, despite them both being pretty much undressed. He stretched up and grabbed the key, uncuffing Knox's wrist.

[kenneth ryleigh jefferson]

"Baby?" Kenneth asked, watching him go into the bathroom. He walked up behind him, kneeling down so he could rub his back for him, kissing the back of his neck. "It's okay, babe.." He said quietly, running his hand slowly up and down the boy's back. "i'm right here, baby.."

Knox watched as his wrist was uncuffed, leaning over to give him another deep kiss. "Mm.. Last night was nice." He breathed, slowly running his hands down Angel's sides. He pulled him close, kissing his forehead gently.

[jordan marcus ballard]

Jordan got sick until he was pretty sure there was nothing else to throw up. He groaned, hair falling around his face as he rested his head dizzily on the edge of the toilet, felt like the room was spinning.

Angel met the kiss longingly, smiling as he leaned against the bed, unclipping the other side of the cuffs. He hooked the key to them and set them on his bed. "Mm...it was really nice."

[kenneth ryleigh jefferson]

Kenneth laid his head on the counter, sitting back on his heels. He continued to run his hand gently over Jordan's back, chewing on his lip. He hated seeing him sick, knew that he was going to be like this a lot without his addiction. He coughed, closing his eyes.

Knox smiled, gently running his hands over Angel's hips. He held him as close as he could, looking over his face. "Maybe we need to do that again some time.." He breathed, reaching up to brush Angel's hair from his face.

[jordan marcus ballard]

Jordan stood and stumbled unsteadily to the sink to brush his teeth and rinse out his mouth. He ran a hand through his hair shakily, looking down at Kenneth with a weak smile. "Mm..h-..hey.."

Angel smiled shyly for the first time in a long time. "Yeah..." He murmured, fine eyebrows furrowing a bit for a moment. He didn't want to get his hopes up for somebody who seemed they were content with anybody in bed. He was just the same, but simply to keep away any reason to ever fall in love. He stroked Knox's cheek gently.

[kenneth ryleigh jefferson]

Kenneth looked up at him, sitting back against the counter with a faint smile. "Mornin'." He said quietly, reaching up to run his hand over Jordan's stomach. "Feeling any better now, baby?" He asked, drawing his knees up to his chest.

Knox slowly ran his fingers through his hair, looking down at him with a look that could be nothing less than awe. He gently kissed his forehead again before he walked back to his bunk. He pulled on his boxers, running his hands through his hair as he walked into the lobby.

[jordan marcus ballard]

Jordan gazed down at his bruised stomach. The hit hadn't been hard enough to last long, the bruises not so tender and already beginning the change color. "A little.." He mumbled, shifting his weight and swaying a bit. He rubbed at his face.

Angel watched him go, and climbed his own bunk to pull on some bottoms before jumping down. He grabbed a brush, wandering towards the kitchen, and paused in the lobby to brush his hair out gently.

[kenneth ryleigh jefferson]

Kenneth got up carefully, gently taking Jordan's hand. He lead him to the sofa, letting him sit down by Rozzi before he went to the kitchen. He fixed Jordan, Rozzi, and himself a mug of coffee, carrying them back carefully. He handed them to each of them before he took a seat by Jordan's legs.

Knox wrapped his arm around his sister, messing with her hair. She wrinkled her nose, taking a sip of her coffee. "You know, it's hard to sleep with you fucking your boyfriend." She said, looking over at Knox.

"Don't complain. You get to go home today. They don't." He said with a smirk.

[jordan marcus ballard]

Jordan stumbled beside him dizzily, easing onto the sofa with a sift huff. He mumbled a hey towards Rozzi before taking his coffee and a careful sip of it.

"Boyfriend, right.." Angel scoffed softly, but the affection towards Knox when he smiled at him was undeniable. He finished his hair and wandered towards the kitchen quietly. Knox deserved better than him, any day.

Jordan watched him go, and finished most of his coffee before setting it up on the table. He smiffed, rubbing blearily at his face again.

[kenneth ryleigh jefferson]

Kenneth drank his coffee slowly, looking over at the tv. He wasn't particularly interested in the news, but there wasn't anything else on for him to watch. He laid his head against Jordan's leg, yawning again.

"But I didn't deny it.." Knox pointed out, leaning his head back to look at Angel. Rozzi slapped him in the stomach, making him groan and double over.

"He clearly doesn't want you, dork." She said, laying on top of him.

[jordan marcus ballard]

Jordan patted Kenneth's head gently, playing with his hair as he stared blankly at the TV. He shivered some and sighed, getting jittery and uneasy now, wishing for anything, any pill or distraction, any way to take something whether Knox liked it or not. But, despite that, it took a lot of effort to fight the urge to go and down any presecriptions he could get ahold of. "I don't feel good Knox.." He mumbled. "Can I take something?" He knew better than to go rummage through the cabinets with Knox around right now.

Angel leaned against the counter, peering into the fridge as an excuse as he bit his lip. Knox was right, he hadn't denied it... But was he loyal enough for that? Or were they really just playing each other up in the end? He grabbed an apple off the counter finally, wandering back out.

[kenneth ryleigh jefferson]

Kenneth closed his eyes as Jordan played with his hair. He couldn't help but be soothed by his touch, the fact he was there. He looked up as he spoke, reaching over to take Rozzi's mug from her and put it on the table.

Knox got up and walked to his stuff. He went through his bags, chewing on his lip. "Jordan! Come here!" He called, sitting down on the edge of his bunk to wait for him to come.