thoreau lestrange (thoreau) wrote in paddedrooms,
@ 2012-09-21 17:56:00

Rooney had been sitting in a room by himself for days now. He hated it. He hated being locked up by himself, especially after having had the company of Thoreau for the couple of weeks they were together. He ran a hand through his hair, trying to calm himself down so he didn't punch through the walls and get himself into more trouble.

When they said it was recess time, Rooney immediately walked to the third floor common room and looked around for Thoreau. He wanted to see him again.

Thoreau hadn't really objected to being shipped up to the third floor. He was annoyed at Pyxis for telling on him, but things were uncomfortable down there anyway. Charlie kept looking at him like a kicked puppy and some part of Thoreau felt weird about letting Mason jerk him off. Like maybe he'd done something wrong.

Plus, Rooney was supposed to be on the third floor. Even if they couldn't get away with as much here. People were always watching. Thoreau was made to spend as much time with other people as possible, even if they were all starving girls or nutjobs. He rubbed the healing bruises on his arm and did his best not to glare at the skeleton he was attempting to play Monopoly with, and then froze for a moment when he saw Rooney walk into the common room. He smiled, shifting in his seat to make room for the other boy. "Hey."

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	roomac 2012-09-22 11:07 pm UTC (link)
	"You are. A disgusting one." Rooney informed him as he looked away from the orderly, whom he considered a guard and not a caretaker. His eyes rested on Thoreau for a moment and he shrugged. "I've never held someone's hand." He admitted. "It feels weird. Why do people do this?" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

thoreau
2012-09-22 11:44 pm UTC (link)

"Because they want to hold on to the person who makes them feel good," Thoreau said, looking up at Rooney. "And to show everyone else that they have a claim to them. It's for comfort too, to know that someone else is there. You're joining together the easiest way two people can when they're in public."

He ran his thumb over the back of Rooney's hand. "It's like an anchor that keeps them from floating away. I used to date girls, you know."

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	roomac 2012-09-23 12:42 am UTC (link)
	Rooney listened to all of what Thoreau said. It sounded... complicated. He looked him over for a moment, then sighed and shrugged, holding onto his hand a little tighter. "Why would you date girls?" Rooney asked, arching a brow. "You're a fag. Not a straight bone in your body." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

thoreau
2012-09-23 12:48 am UTC (link)

Thoreau laughed. "I used to have straight bones," he said, shrugging. "Or at least I thought I did. There was a girl I thought I was in love with. She was really into partying, and I'd buy her things all the time, but we didn't last. I think she was the last person I really held hands with."

He glanced at the orderlies. "Too bad the people here aren't as easily bribed as the ones on the second floor. I'd touch you again now, if I could."

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	roomac 2012-09-23 01:02 am UTC (link)
	"We're not allowed to touch. I can't even hurt you the way you want to be hurt." Rooney sighed softly and ran a hand through his hair. "I'll hold you hand. For now. But, we have to get out of this place. We'll start faking sanity. Yeah?" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	thoreau 2012-09-23 01:07 am UTC (link)
	Thoreau hesitated. He wasn't sure it was as easy as just... faking it. "I'll try," he said. "I don't want to stay here." He looked at Rooney for a moment. "I've never really thought I'd get out of here in one piece." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	roomac 2012-09-23 03:24 am UTC (link)
	"You can get out of here easy, I think>" Rooney pointed out with a careless shrug. "I mean, it just takes the want to get out of here. I want to get out so that I can do all the things I want to you without having to be sent to another floor." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	thoreau 2012-09-23 03:42 am UTC (link)
	"Maybe," Thoreau said, after a moment. He didn't want to get Rooney's hopes up. "Maybe if I'm not cutting myself they'll let me out. And not taking extra pills. They're not letting me do either of those things now. They're a lot better at monitoring people up here. It kind of sucks." He paused. "If we do get out, you'll still want to do things to me?" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	roomac 2012-09-23 11:41 pm UTC (link)
	Rooney paused and looked at Thoreau. "Yes. Why wouldn't I want to do things with you?" He asked, arching a brow. He leaned in and kissed him softly on the next, hand sliding down. He gripped at Thoreau's thigh, tightly enough to leave a bruise. "You'd like that, wouldn't you?" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	thoreau 2012-09-23 11:44 pm UTC (link)
	Thoreau let out a breath when Rooney squeezed his thigh, trying not to moan at the feeling. "Y-yeah, I would," he said, smiling. "Of course I would. I just wondered... you'll have a lot more options outside the hospital. You might want a girl or something." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	roomac 2012-09-24 03:11 am UTC (link)
	"If I want a girl by the time we get out, I'll let you know." But, Rooney was kind of faithful. Which he thought was a downfall, honestly. He shrugged. "I'm sure that I won't. I like hurting you. A lot." He squeezed a little harder, then leaned in and bit his jaw. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	thoreau 2012-09-24 03:13 am UTC (link)
	Thoreau made a soft sound when Rooney bit his jaw, leaning into his touch. "You --" He liked the idea of Rooney being faithful to him. He smiled. "Good," he said. "I like being hurt by you. A lot. It helps." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	roomac 2012-09-24 04:56 am UTC (link)
	"What does it help?" Rooney asked as he looked back at Thoreau, releasing his thigh and rubbing it gently. "What's so bad in your life that you need the pain to make you feel better?" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

thoreau
2012-09-24 05:04 am UTC (link)

"It's not..." Thoreau looked away and ran a hand through his hair. "I just like it. It distracts me from the way my head is all the time. It's not my life. My parents are... fine, or whatever. They're kind of rich. There's just all this stuff I thought would..." He stopped for a moment, taking a breath. "I just know I'm not in control and nothing goes right when I try to be, so I'd rather have someone else in charge."

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roomac
2012-09-24 05:25 am UTC (link)

Rooney rubbed Thoreau's thigh for a moment, then looked him over. "The cafeteria is making grilled cheese today. With chips." He ran his hand a little higher, rubbing Thoreau through his trousers briefly before he pulled it away. "You can eat half the sandwich and five chips. Only a little vinegar on them. After dinner, I want you to wank for fifteen minutes, but you're not allowed to come. Understood?"

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