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Taking a Human Love, Sex, and Sexuality class was mainly a joke he made between himself and Mikey. Jasper had gone to Mikey for help when choosing his classes, and the back-then twenty year old pointed out the class and laughed. He joked about what would be taught in the class, but he didn't think Jasper would actually enroll in it. But, now, he was and he regretted it.

He left the class with a frown, thinking about what the teacher had touched on: loving someone unconditionally and how it was on lower level, an everyday thing. The teacher had caused Jasper to go about and think of all the relationships he's been in, not too many (only three, and the one he's in counted for the third). The last two had ended fine, the second one was mainly to figure out his sexuality completely. The boy was beautiful, kind, and the best person around, but they didn't click as easily as anyone else. Now, the third relationship Jasper has been in hasn't proven to be a reckless choice and he was all too happy in it; he'd known the other for years and connected with him over those years. Mikey understood him, they've been through almost everything best friends could, and now they had a relationship Jasper wanted to shout to the whole world. He would if he could.

His fingers played with the strings on his hoodie, twisting them and pulling on them. Jasper lifted the one and set the aglet between his teeth and rolled his tongue over the end. His tongue piercing was noticeably in his mouth since the ball kept hitting the bottom on his mouth. Sometimes Jasper forgot about the piercing until he felt the ball himself, or when he was kissing Mikey and his tongue brushed over the ball on top.

Thinking about his boyfriend, Jasper texted him to see if he was home. When he answered Jasper's gait increases and he set his book bag down in his room, then headed over to Mikey's. He parked crooked, but he didn't care, he just wanted to be next to Mikey.

Jasper rubbed his fingers against his scalp, pulling at the hair, and made note of the lack of noise in the Balm residence. He checked his phone to see if he'd made a mistake with the time, but his device said it was after three, so all of the Balm boys should be home from school. But, he didn't think too much of it as he walked up the stairs slowly, passing Aiden who scowled towards him.

The sixteen-year-old huffed, "fuck you and your dick."

Hoping to deceive the younger brother into thinking he was fine, he quipped, "can't, I'm fucking your brother," and opened the bedroom door as his lips fell from the smirk.

Inside, Mikey was lying on his side, head propped up by his hand and looking at the door. His lips pulled into a wide grin when Jasper walked in, but it faltered when Jasper's eyes showed how he was feeling: a little sad and overall just down. All he wanted to do was cuddle at first, but getting dick wasn't against his wishes.

"You okay, Jasp?" Mikey asked as his hands went out towards his boyfriend. He pulled Jasper to him and weaved his hands through the soft hair he'd grown to love. He had the older boy sit on the bed and he stood in front of Jasper.

Jasper's arms wrapped around his body loosely and he breathed in the scent of Mikey. It calmed him slightly, but he was still high on nerves and his eyes stung for some reason. He didn't want to lose Mikey and the class only amplified that feeling. The teacher had said some love was fleeting and left them too quickly, but he didn't want to think of that. Jasper wanted to withdrawal or drop out of the class, but he couldn't go below a certain credit limit for the semester.

Feeling the tightness that Jasper pulled him in with, Mikey let his boyfriend slip his hands under his shirt and feel his cooled skin. He massaged Jasper's scalp and breathed with him, their hearts aligning their rhythms.

"What's wrong, babe?" Mikey asked softly into his hair, pressing a kiss to the crown on Jasper's head. The hair smelled like his usual shampoo and conditioner and Mikey simpered from it.

Breathing out slowly, Jasper tilted his head back to look at Mikey, his chin digging in right below his boyfriend's ribs. His eyes were sad and when he told Mikey what was on his mind, the blue feelings flowed into him.

"I don't know, I'm just sad and I don't want to lose you. My one stupid class talked about relationship and love, and the latter being fleeting and leaves us quickly, and I just didn't want that to happen with us."

"It's not gonna," Mikey promised and leaned down to kiss his boyfriend. His lip ring pressed against Jasper's lip and it was a slow kiss, nothing to hurry. It mixed Mikey's inside up, making his head fuzzy, and his fingers tingle. Slowly his brain went from worrying about his class to the feeling of Mikey smiling against their lips, his teeth nipping at Jasper's lip.

Jasper breathed out slowly, eyes staying shut as Mikey trailed his lips against his skin to his neck. He quickly made a mark, but neither care of what would be said when Marlene sees it later on. Everything Mikey did was gentle and it only furthered his thoughts of love and it being tied to his childhood best friend turned boyfriend. He knew he loves Mikey and there was no way going around that, but he didn't say anything now since he didn't want to ruin the mood.

In the end, Jasper ended up scooting back and sitting against the headboard, his hands moving with Mikey's body. He rolled his body, hips pushing closer to Jasper, and the latter's hand grazing the exposed skin. Moving his eyes from Mikey's knees that were astride his own thighs, to the abdomen that was perfect in his mind, then finally up to Mikey's eyes. They were dark and hooded, looking into Jasper's own, silently asking if they'd go any further. Mikey didn't want to take advantage of Jasper and his vulnerability, but as the other boy's fingers dipped into the back of his sweats, Mikey's mind blanked for a second.

Before doing anything else, Mikey confirmed, "are you sure, Jasper? Are you sure you want to do this?"

The older one nodded and Mikey was slipping his shirt off, tossing it beside his own on the floor. They realigned their lips and the thin metal ring (Mikey has changed it a couple days ago after growing bored of the stud, even if he shouldn't) against his bottom lip ignited something in Jasper that he lifted his own hips to press against his boyfriend. Mikey cursed under his breath and made sure the door was locked before he did anything else, so thankful Noah was at his girlfriend's house, Max was at Brody's, and Aiden presumably at Cadence's, and Marlene out with friends.

He helped Jasper out of his pants and boxers, went to grab the items he needed, but came up empty for a condom, but remembered the retched ones in his dresser drawer that he didn't want to use. Mikey pressed his forehead against the top of his dresser, a frustrated breath pushing through his nose. But, at this point he swallowed down the pride and grabbed one glow-in-the-dark condom, mumbling his hatred for it.

When he was back beside Jasper he grumbled, "I'm gonna hate this so much," and tried to prep his boyfriend, but was stopped with a worried look.

"What do you mean? Do you not want to do this?"

Mikey shook his head, holding the condom between his fingers to say, "I have to use one of the stupid ones Aiden got me."

Jasper chuckled and pulled Mikey to him, his mind completely forgetting about his worry that Mikey didn't love him back even in the slightest.

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There's a couple more chapters, but it's been an honor to write this story and have people read it! I hope you all enjoyed it too. (We're not done yet, but I just want to express my appreciation).

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