Tyrone x Austin

Kanga-blues

In Austin's bedroom, he sat on his bed, ashamed and confused. It was the middle of the night, but Austin didn't feel like taking off his armor. It dug into his skin and made him sweat and clanged when he tried to roll over. But Austin didn't want to have to look at himself.
He knew he was blowing off Uniqua, but as long as he didn't go into her room for their monthly meeting he wouldn't have to take off his armor so she could give him his medicine. Finally he gave up, and closed his eyes while he slipped off his chest plate. He pulled the covers over himself quickly so he wouldn't have to see his naked self.
Austin laid there for a while, thinking. He thought about Uniqua, and how she was always such a great friend even when he was being a pain. He thought about Tyrone, and how he longed for him, but knew he would never accept him if he knew about his past. Then he thought about himself as he drifted off to sleep. He thought about his loneliness, about his secret. His last thought before drifting off into an uneasy slumber was about the lump in the covers that shouldn't be there, the lump residing over his heart.