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Suga had asked out the school bad boy because he had lost a bet. Leo, however, actually said yes, and took Suga out on the town next door to have a fun date. They had some underaged drinking, got in a fight and stole his car, and broke into an indoor pool. Leo was not done after that, spending more and more time with Suga, even helping him build a shelf. Last, they made out in an abandoned railroad station, and made up. Next, Suga is coming over to a spaghetti date at Leo's house!

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Leo finished cleaning up the living room, grinning as he tossed a can in a trash bag. His aunt was out for the time being, and he hoped to have Suga out by the time she got home. She was...embarrassing. He reached down, petting his giant black dog. "Be a good boy, Goliath," he said kindly, tossing the bag next to the trash can. He heard a knock on the door and walked over, expecting Suga.
Leo lived in a one story house. It was a bit small, but there was a really large garage. That was where Leo worked, and it was the biggest part of the house. Big enough for two cars if needed.
When Leo emerged, he gave a sultry smirk, opening the door wider. "Hey there, Sugar," he said kindly, putting his hands in his pockets. He was wearing a nice, black button up and skinny jeans, and all in all looked really nice.
Suddenly, a giant dog came over, barking and panting, his tail wagging like crazy. "Oi! Down, Goliath. Easy, easy," he said kindly, putting an arm around Suga and bringing him in, showing the dog that he was a friend. "Suga, this is Goliath. I know he's big, but he's a teddy bear," he said fondly, reaching down and petting the other.

Leo hadn't even noticed who was in the car, nor cared for that matter. He was just happy to see Suga here in his home. When Suga complimented Goliath, a very bright, uncharacteristic smile spread on Leo's face. He knelt down to the down, scruffing the giant's black fur with his hands. "You hear that, boy? What do you say when someone calls you 'cute'?" Almost as if rehearsed, Goliath sat down politely in front of Suga and gave two barks, as if he was saying "thank you". Then he looked back at Leo as the boy was still petting the dog. "Good boy!"
It was probably odd seeing Leo so excited and happy, but this was just how he was to his dog. He loved Goliath with his entire being. As the other complimented him, he stood up straight, his face going back to his soft smirk.
He reached an arm out, wrapping around Suga's waist, and brought him close. "You don't loom too bad yourself, Sugar," he flirted. He bent down to kiss the other, however, Goliath had different plans as he pushed against their legs, making him stumble. He gave a light chuckle, falling over, but catching himself on the couch. "Goliath, what the hell?" He asked, though it was light-hearted. The dog was obviously just wanting Suga's attention as he nuzzled the boy. Leo rolled his eyes, though his small smile remained. "Wanna tour?" He asked, wanting to show Suga around before they started cooking.

Leo chuckled, straightening out his shirt. "Yeah, I'm fine. It's not the first time this attention whore pushed me over," he joked, petting the excited beast again. He was pretty happy when the other said he wanted a tour. "It's not a big house, but...." He said, trailing off as he motioned his hand toward the living room. It was pretty straight forward: a beige carpet with some cigarette burns forever dug in. It had a large couch that looked like it belonged in an old lady's house, along with a lazy boy, a coffee table, a lamp on the floor, and a fire place. There was also a very old TV. "Living room."
He took Suga's hand, moving forward into the first hole in the wall, motioning again. "Kitchen." The kitchen was very simple, all the equipment was very old and kind of generic. Again, it kind of looked like an old lady's house. It had a tiny table with four foldable chairs around it, daisies in a vase in the middle. There was also a small island which was wood, and held a chocolate cake: one that his aunt Jazz made last night for the boys. The wallpaper was also a yellowish color with monarch butterflies. The room next to that was also open, but covered by hippi beads. He made his way through them, showing a room that looked way different than what they saw. There was a large rattan chair that could hold two people very close together, and a abate chair swing hanging from the ceiling. There were some tables that held lava lamps and candles, as well as a giant book shelf with various nonfiction novels, some books on witchcraft and stuff like that, and at the very bottom were a bunch of text books from about kindergarten up to about when Leo started going to Suga's school. It was a lot like a hang out room. "Chill space."
He moved back out into another opening with hippi beads, out into the hallway. He opened up a door in front of him, looking down at the steps going underground. "Cellar, basement, or whatever. We use it for storage." The door right next to it, he opened up, showing the garage. Inside was Leo's motorcycle, and a crap ton of tools and machine work and mechanics tools. "Garage." He moved on a bit, opening another door, a bathroom. It was small, and also looked like it was owned by an old lady. It was covered in gaudy seashell art stuff and dolphins and such. "Bathroom." Next to the bathroom, he just pointed to the door. "This is Aunt Jazz's room. It looks like garbage so I'm not opening the door."
He moved to the other side, opening the door to show a gust room. Again, looked like an old lady's house. It was lacy and white, and s**c and span. It smelled like mothballs too. It made his nose cringe. "Guest room, as if we ever have any." And finally, he opened up the final room. His room.
He opened up the door and turned on the light. "Sorry, it's sort of a mess right now. I didn't get to it in time," he said, eyeing the floor that was littered in various comic books. They didn't look to be superhero comics, but more like indie comics, and Dark Horse. His bed was made however, just plain black comforter and sheets. His walls were a deep red, and covered in horror movie and music posters, including a cliche "sexy bikini ladies" calendar. However, it looked like he had drawn a mustache and beard on her. The body was untouched. There was a basket full of clothes in the corner, a very nice radio with a bunch of CDs. There was also a record player and many vinyls. He seemed to have a closet too, but it was closed. It was a pretty usual teenage boy's room, with various knick knacks as well around. "And my room." He grinned at the other, wondering what he thought. "Interesting, I know."

Leo shrugged, sitting at the end of the bed to let the other snoop if he wanted. It was important to note that the CDs were mostly new bands: AWOLNATION, White Stripes, City and Colour, Missio, and even things like Rihanna and Lady Gaga. The vinyls, however, were older bands: Pink Floyd, some 50s mixes, Queen, some jazz and blues, Led Zeppelin, and such. He let Suga look through them, but got uo, taking a vinyl in his hands, and putting it on the record player. He grinned as music started playing. He gave a little dance to the other side of Suga, offering his hand to the other. "We didn't get to dance much at the club," he commented, grinning wide. "Plus we have some time to kill. It's not quite dinner yet."

Leo felt a twinge in his heart when Suga got so excited about the vinyls. He wondered if he should play them when he was over. He took Suga's hand, pulling him close, an arm around his waist. "I can't dance either. But it's fun with a partner," he said, chuckling when the other said it was hard to say no to him. He swayed with the other for a moment,
finding their height difference cute. Leo was an incredibly tall guy. Like 6'4". He was honestly kind of a monster, Suga so small compared to him. He smiled softly, genuinely, pulling his hand out to spin Suga, pull him close again, and then dip him. "How was school, Sugar?" He asked, making small conversation as he danced with the other, letting the old record play. "Sorry I couldn't make it. My neighbor insisted on getting his car fixed. Paid me double to get it done today before he had work," he explained. Well, there was that, and also he was cleaning for when Suga got her. He was pretty restless, honestly, waiting on the other. It was weird. It was a long time since he was so excited to see someone.

Leo was happy to know he was still working on wood carving. He liked how determined the other was, and how hard he worked. He found it endearing. When the other brought up missing days, he scoffed. "s**t, I bet everyone was having a field day to have me gone for another day. Especially the teachers," though when he said this, a frown replaced his features. He didn't sound sad, just a bit angry. He spun him around again, bringing him back close. He was frowning, and looked like he was contemplating something. "You wanna know why I went to juvy?" he asked, though he looked like he had no intention to stop dancing with Suga. Especially with the smooth music playing.

Leo gave a small smirk as the other stuttered. The boy was trying, but Leo knew the truth. He spun Suga around, pulling him back to where his back was against him, like at the club, but more soft and less dirty. "Please don't freak out until you hear me out, okay?" He asked, swaying with the other. Honestly, he didn't want to tell Suga. He never wanted to tell Suga. But...he had grown fond of the kid. He actually really liked him, and he wouldn't feel right if he continued to date the boy, and he didn't know what kind of person he was dating. It'd be ******** up. However, he found telling Suga with his back toward made it easier. He leaned in, giving the other a small kiss on the ear before whispering, "I killed my uncle," he admitted, moving to where his arms hugged around the other's shoulders. "He tried to kill my Aunt Jazz," he added, frowning deep as he relived the memory. One he tried to keep hidden. He didn't like this. "He was going to kill me when I interfered so I...stabbed him with a kitchen knife," he added, deciding that that was all he was going to say. His uncle was an abusive piece of s**t. Leo just needed to take care of it. "I got out because it was self defense," he added, his hands now sliding to Suga's shoulders. He was afraid what the other would think. He wouldn't blame the kid if he went running. It'd hurt, but he wouldn't be surprised.