Tough Vs Shy

The prison's first aid block was a lot different to what Brian expected.

The room was quite large, with plain white hospital beds down the sides in long rows, at least 30 on each side. A simple table resided beside each bed, perfect for holding plates of food, bottles of medicine and pills and drinks. Light blue curtains separated each bed from the others, the majority of them tucked away by the wall, inviting new patients in. The floor was not that great either, a dirty grey colour. Brian had to assume that it was once white, but faded over time as people walked all over it, wheeled beds on it and spilled things onto it. The walls were probably the most interesting. They were decorated with whiteboards for doctor's notes and a few paintings here and there for patients to stare at aimlessly. Still boring, but better than the floor.

Brian didn't really like the first aid block. At least not the appearance. It was like a sad hospital that no one wanted to enter, no matter what injuries or illnesses someone suffered from or who was in there. The only reason he was there was out of desperation to see Matt. Sure enough, he was in there, dressed in the orange prison uniform. He was right at the back on the left, the curtain barely pulled over enough to hide him from view. There were others too, but Brian wasn't there for them. As the guard escorted him and his mom to the patient, Brian could feel his emotions rising. Butterflies in his stomach, tears in his eyes but excitement in his body. He couldn't wait to be back in Matt's arms.

Then the guard stopped them in the middle of the room. He spun around to face the pair and cleared his throat. Brian felt a lump in his own throat form. Was the guard going to tell them they couldn't see him? Was he going to restrict them? What was he doing?

"Right. Matt's just up ahead to the left. As the receptionist told you, we don't usually allow visitors into this area, so make the most of it and don't do anything stupid. You don't wanna get yourselves kicked out now, do you?" He explained. The pair nodded.

"How long do we have to see him?" Brian's mother asked politely. The guard stood in thought for a moment.

"I'll be nice. Until Matt gets sick of you or until bed. Whichever comes first. Once you're ready to go, just tell the nurse. She'll get someone to collect you." He smiled. He patted Brian on the back and pointed to Matt, "Go on. Go see him."

Brian didn't need to be told twice. He dashed over to the bed in the far left corner and forced himself to skid to a halt. A nurse was beside Matt, sitting on a chair next to the bed and stitching up a nasty knife wound. It appeared to be causing Matt quite some pain, so much so that he didn't notice the man just in front of his bed. The nurse did, but she kept quiet. She was almost done anyway.

"Matty!" Brian called excitedly. The injured man looked up at the source of the noise. His eyes lit up and he smiled brightly, his dimples showing more than ever.

"Brian!" He called back, throwing his arms out for the smaller man. The nurse managed to quickly finish up and get out of the way as Brian ran over to Matt, practically jumping onto him.Their arms locked around each other, Brian's around Matt's neck and Matt's around Brian's waist. Their lips crashed against each other and their eyes fluttered shut. The butterfly sensation inside of Brian was going mental, his body actually trembling from the excitement inside of him. Matt smiled into the kiss, feeling his boyfriend's body tremble in his arms. After what felt like forever, they parted for a moment, their eyes opening and looking into one another's.

"God... I missed you..." Matt softly panted, catching his breath.

"I missed you too... I thought I'd never... See you again.." Brian breathed, resting his head on Matt's chest.

"How come..?"

"Well... I thought they'd never let me see you... That you'd be locked away for so long..."

Matt frowned, pulling the man into his lap and holding him into his arms. He hung his injured leg off of the side of the bed and laid back, pulling Brian with him.

"Not happening, I promise. In fact..." Matt then began. His voice turned into a whisper against Brian's ear, "I've got a plan to get out of here..."

"What? But Matt-"

"Shh... Relax babe... I've thought this through..." He reassured quietly. Brian fell silent ad allowed his boyfriend to continue speaking, "I've got a knife in my pocket which Jimmy snuck in earlier. I need you to just go with whatever I do, okay?"

"Okay..." Brian nodded.

"Whatever happens, don't resist and do what I tell you... Otherwise, we're not leaving..."

Brian nodded once more. Matt then adjusted himself, telling Brian to stand up. He did so and watched as Matt got up too. Suddenly, he pulled out a flick knife from his pocket and grabbed Brian as a hostage, placing the knife to his neck. Brian's breathing hitched and he began to panic. What the hell was Matt doing?!

"Matt, stop!" Brian's mother cried, watching the whole thing unfold. Brian tried to tell her to relax and go with it, but Matt beat him to it. She tried to keep calm, but her instincts told her otherwise, that her son was in danger.

"Brian. Walk." Matt growled lowly, pressing the blade against his flesh. Brian nodded carefully and slowly began to walk forward. He gradually picked up the pace and they made it to the door with no issue.

"Walk to reception. I'll get you through the checkpoints." Matt growled. Brian gave a small nod and began to walk again. One of the guards spotted them and went over to them immediately, raising his baton to intimidate Matt. The blade began to dig into Brian's throat in retaliation, causing the smaller man to whimper in pain and fear for his life.

"Drop the weapon!" The guard yelled. Matt scoffed.

"Brian, stay there." He ordered, before releasing him and charging at the guard with the knife. He stabbed it violently into his chest, before kicking him down to the floor. Brian and his mother couldn't believe their eyes.

"Come on!" Matt then yelled, "We're leaving!"

Matt, Brian and his mom then sprinted for the exit. No other guards had noticed the brutal murder of their fellow man, at least not yet. As they charged through other checkpoints inside the prison, Matt's injured leg became more and more painful. He suddenly found it almost impossible to run, so Brian had to take a risk. As they paused in one of the halls for a very quick rest, the smaller man scooped Matt off of his feet and into his arms.

"Come on!" He yelled, mostly directed at his mom. They dashed off again, almost reaching the exit. Some guards had caught onto the escape and chased the small party, but Brian had surprisingly good speed and stamina. He charged through the last door and into the reception area, making a break for the door.

"Stop those men!" The guards cried, struggling to keep up. People looked around in horror and watched as the trio burst through the front doors and to the car park. Brian's mom got her car keys out as they ran and unlocked the car the moment she could. Brian went for the back seats, helping Matt inside. Once all three were inside, the car sped off. Oddly enough, no one followed. Brian spent the time during the journey carefully massaging Matt's leg. There wasn't much he could do from the back of the car and Matt was clearly in a lot of pain.

"Sorry baby..." Brian frowned as his love flinched in pain and hissed quietly.

"It's okay..." Matt lied. He knew he was just doing the best he could to help.

"You sure?"

"Of course... Besides, I got myself stabbed on purpose. I knew they'd let you see me if I was injured and you came at the perfect time. Just one question though.." Matt replied.

"You did..? Whoa... And what's up?"

"How come you aren't in school?"

"Doesn't matter. Let's just get you back to mine to fix your leg up, okay? I think my dad should be at work for a while, so we're good."


That night, the trio returned to Brian's house. Brian's mom kindly offered to help with Matt's leg and the cooking for the night. While she was in the kitchen, her son was upstairs. He was doing his best to look after Matt. He helped to wash him, redress him in fresh clothes and he helped him into bed where they would have dinner together. Brian had decided it was best to eat upstairs so Matt didn't have to keep walking about.

However when Brian's mom came up with dinner, it seemed the pair were hungry for something else. As she opened the door, she unknowingly walked into a heated love making session... Oops...

Brian had heard the door. There was no way of getting away unnoticed for either of them.

"Oh shit! Sorry boys!" The woman stuttered, quickly shutting her eyes. Brian panicked and quickly hid under the covers, leaving Matt laying on the bed naked. He was in too much pleasure to care, but he was calling for Brian to return and finish the job.

"Agh! Fuck! Uh- Hold on mom! One sec!" The smaller man cried out, scrambling to find his boxers from under the sheets. He grasps them and slipped them on before heading over to the door to collect his and Matt's food. He quickly apologised as he took the plates. She tried to apologise too, but Brian just shook his head and blamed himself for the incident. He then closed Matt's bedroom door and walked over the naked man, who was looking up at him. He had no idea what had happened.

"Babe? Why'd ya stop?" He asked, pouting.

"Because my mom accidentally walked in on us..." Brian mumbled. He sounded extremely embarrassed as he walked over to the bed, handing a plate to him and sitting down beside him. The bigger man smiled as he received his plate and he sat up, ready to eat.

Halfway through the meal, Matt paused to wipe his mouth. He then looked over at Brian, who had practically finished. Deep brown eyes met hazel and a smile appeared on Matt's face.

"Hey babe, ever thought of living up in the mountains?" He asked. Brian cocked his head to the side in a confused manner.

"Huh? Why'd you ask?"

"Because I've got a plan Brian. A plan that means we can be together with no interruptions from parents. We can live in the mountains in a cabin I know of and we can have Jimmy, Johnny and Zacky with us. What do you say, huh?" Matt proposed. Brian sat in thought before smiling brightly.

"Of course! When do you plan to go?" He asked excitedly.


"Tonight."

Notes

Hey guys! Hope you enjoyed this chapter!
The next one may be the last. I planned to make this the last one but I've decided to split it into two chapters.
I also plan to write a sequel, but only if I get a good response. If you do want a sequel to this story, do let me know!