Birmingham Disciplinary School for Male - L.S. 2

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WEDNESDAY

Both boys sleep soundly all night. That is of course only until four in the morning when the fire alarm blares through their home.

Harry shoots straight up and scrambles to grab a pair of sweats from the floor, seeing as they fell asleep naked, while his dom groans and sheepishly tumbles out of bed.

The younger boy tries to pull Louis out but he's too slow for him so by the time he is up, Harry is already down stairs and outside standing with the rest of the boys who evacuated.

The older boy connects with green eyes, smiles, and walks closer. "Your wearing my sweats." The dom states, looking cheekily towards his sub.

The younger boy looks down and shrugs, "Oh. I'm sorry. I didn't notice I just threw them on - they were on the floor. Sorry, sir." He says, flustered and nervous.

Louis smiles at this and attaches their hands together "They look better on you anyway." He winks, making his sub blush.

Their hands never part until they climb back into bed, but even then, they somehow find one another before drifting off.

They wake up in time for their classes with their hands still joined before continuing everything that they usually accomplish.

Louis drops his submissive right outside of his classroom before heading to his own.

"Alright class, open your text to page 95." Harry hears his teacher command.

"Today we're going to be taking turns reading through the chapter." The teacher states and immediately the subs breathing picks up.

Harry was never one to attend class enough to be expected to read out loud.

"You alright, mate?" Niall says, leaning towards the distressed boy and lightly tapping his shoulder before Harry gives a short nod, remembering that out of the entire class, why would he get picked?

"Harry, you're going to read the first paragraph." Mr. Frank tells him.

All Harry is thinking is that of course he gets picked to read first. He had one good day yesterday and now today is shit. "Okay, sir," he replies.

The green-eyed boy flicks his eyes to the page "Um..." he starts and continues reading.

"Harry," the teacher interrupts him "You're reading awfully slow, I'm going to need you to read faster." He demands, walking towards the boy.

He takes a deep breath trying to calm himself but it doesn't work. "First, you ask me to read, then I don't do it good enough. What do you want from me?" He questions, loudly.

"If you don't want to read, leave my class." Mr. Frank suggests.

Harry looks back down to the page and he wants to, he really wants to read, but the letters are just getting mixed up and it's making him confused and have a headache.

He abruptly stands, heart racing, forgetting about his belongings and rushes out the door. His hands are shaking and he doesn't really know what's happening.

He stumbles down the hallway running into Zayn, "Hey, mate!" Zayn says before frowning "You doing alright?" He asks the boy who is now frantically looking around, feeling like his chest might explode.

Harry can hear Zayn shouting for Louis and he runs out from around the corner, holding his arms out to Harry, "Don't fucking touch me!" The younger of the three shouts, yanking his arms away.

The submissive turns around, jogging out the door. Both Zayn and Louis are shouting for him but the boy can't hear as he sprints to the near by park.

The park is empty, allowing Harry to climb up the jungle gym and sit in the tunnel, blocking away the world.

He can't gain control of his breathing, leading him to lean over dry heaving and gasping for air.

"Harry?" His dom calls out softly. Louis ducks his head, crawling into the small space next to his sub.

Harry is now frantically coughing, trying to inhale enough air. "Harry, love. You're okay. I need you to breathe. It's just a normal day, yeah? It's a Tuesday and we're at the park. We were just at the school and we get to go home soon." The dominant tries to reason.

The sub whips his head in the direction of the voice, "I feel...like... I'm dying." he says in between sobs, clutching his chest.

Louis gently extends his hands forward and grasps them around the boys. He guides them up to his own chest, flattening them against his body, breathing deeply, trying to demonstrate his sub "Just try a breathe with me, babe. Feel my chest expanding and try to match that." The dom tells him, trying to keep his voice steady.

After a few minutes pass, Harry has returned to a calmer state but is now crying, telling his dom "I'm sorry." over and over.

Louis unhinges their hands and sweeps the younger boys fallen hair back before reaching his hands under the boys armpits, lifting him into a hug, letting his legs fall around him.

The green eyed boy rests his head on his doms shoulder and proceeds to sniffle and cry. "You have nothing to be sorry for, baby." The dom explains carefully.

The sub eventually pulls away, "How was that not my fault though?" He scoffs, still mounted on his dominant.

The older boy sighs, "How is it your fault? You didn't wake up today planning to have a panic attack." He calmly states.

"I know but it's never felt like that before and maybe if I could have just read faster, then things would be fine." The submissive says, brushing his hair back before grabbing the back of his neck and pulling forward out of frustration.

"What do you mean read faster?" Louis frowns, taking his subs hands in his own so the boy stops tugging his skin so hard.

The younger boy exhales and looks down, "In class, Mr. Frank was um, making me read, and he said I was reading too slow so I asked what he wanted from me and he yelled saying that um... I could either get out or read faster." he says, shaking his head in shame. "I tried to read! But the letters and words were weird," he continues, waving his hand in the air for effect. "And then the next thing I know is that I feel like I'm dying and I can't breathe. I even tried the exercises Sally gave me, but they didn't work!" He admits, raising his voice before adding, "Wait... I thought my punishment was no touching you today." The younger boy frowns.

"I understand that you're upset but let's try and stay calm, yes? I think we can make an exception for your punishment - and it will be moved to tomorrow." Louis says with a tight smile. "I'll have a chat with Mr. Frank and I'll set up a meeting to discuss different options on how to make things easier for you. Does that sound alright?" He asks.

Harry nods "Yes, sir" he says, snaking his arms around the doms waste to hug him again.

They stay silent, holding each other for a few more minutes until the submissive unwinds his arms and leans in for a kiss.

The kiss is immediately heated, having both boys panting with growing cocks. "Can I suck you off?" Harry asks frantically.

Louis' eyes widen in confusion "Harry! We're in a park!" He says, laughing.

"So?" The younger boy presses back. "No one can see us." He explains, before adding "Come on, pleaseee? I'll make it quick and I'll even swallow this time!"  He whines, causing Louis' eyebrows to shoot up in question.

(As you can tell, I love including mental health :) I have plans for this story and I'm sorry if you don't like it but I'm trying my best!

Do you think Louis should be more strict in this story?)