Silver Spoon-Chp9

Noah waited as everyone left the class room. He noticed that Harrod was worried about Mrister Denison. Tyler did look worse for wear, but Harrod's other friend would fingure it out. "Come with me to my office."

Harrod: *had watched Dustin left bt his mind couldnt get out of it, bt was brought bk to reality by Noah's voice n nodded* Y-Yes, sir... *followed behind him, his mind reeling abt wat could've happened to Tyler*

Noah entered his office and waited for the other to come in before he closed the door. "Do you know what is going on with Mister Denison."

Harrod: *shook his head as he dawdled ard the couch, not sure whether to sit or not* He seems to be coming bk to the dorm late or sometimes not at all, n we don't evn hv our occasional dine-outs anymore. I mean, no matter how busy he is, he would always make time to hv lunch or dinner with me, bt now... *sighed* I worry abt him, n I hope Dustin can figure it out. God knws he's better at talking than me, evn tho I'm his roomie...

"Well I was out with a couple of friends last night and I noticed he was chatting up an older fellow at the bar. Then I see him in class with a bruse to his face." He went behind his desk and sat down, motioning for Harrod to take a seat too. "He had never missed classes, at least that is what his other teachers have told me."

Harrod: *sat dwn for a while, then wen the idea sank in, he stood up again with a gasp in shock* U...U dont mean tht...tht he was being mugged n raped?!

"I don't know that, but I do susprect that could be the case. But I still don't know why he was chatting up an older man."

Harrod: *sat bk dwn, looking perplexed. There was no reason for his friend to be randomly chatting up old men, unless they were teachers or ppl who were important for his assignments, since he was practicing law n all, unless...No, it couldnt be. He shook his head at the thought of it*

"Harrod?" He asked, not liking how he looked.

Harrod: *looked up again bk at him, his face a little perplexed bt not as intense as before* Sorry, I'm just reli worried for him. He's my best bud n all. He rescued me frm being swindled by the sophomores during my first yr. I owe him quite a lot

"Express your worry for him, but do not push, or tell him what you suspect if you want him to talk to you."

Harrod: *nods n sighs* Alright, bt I'll ask it frm Dustin first. He'll prolly be able to tell me the gist of it, if he could get Ty to talk. They're always at each other's necks sometimes

"Well that was not the sole reason I wanted to talk to you, but it seemed like somethingthat need to be said."

Harrod: *blinked* So...wat other reason u wanted to talk to me? *the usual red tint on his face was present wen he was with Noah, evn tho its been a while since they've established their relationship*

"If you would like to stay over at my apartment tonight." He smiled, getting up from the chair and going over to Harrod on the couch.

Harrod: *blushed evn harder at the offer* U-U-U-Ur p-p-plc?? Umm, uhh, I, uhh... *was flustered as usual, stumbling in his own words*

"Only if you want to." He sat next to him, his hand sliding over Harrod's knee.

Harrod: *takes a deep breath to calm himself* Y-Yeah...I've been waiting for quite a while, I just wasnt sure if I'm ready *puts his hand on Noah's hand where it was* Now I do *smiled at him*

"I am glad. Will five be ok? I can make you some of my favorite dishes, and my made I mean order in." He smiled.

Harrod: *giggled* How abt I make it instead? Its been a while since I was behind a real home kitchen n I'm itching to cook for someone evr since I got enrolled here

"Are you sure?" He asked. "I want this to be nice for you. I don't want you to have to cook, even though I am inviting you over." He smiled.

Harrod: Oh, I'm quite sure. I've been meaning to want to do something nice to u. I've always imagined making home-cooked meals for u. N as I recall, u did tell me tht u can't cook as well as ur Italian mother does *grinned cheekily*

"True to all of the above." He smiled. "I am a bad cook." Noah leaned over and kissed his lips slowly.

Harrod: *kissed him bk. He was slowly getting used to kissing, tho he still needed a little bit more work, bt he was getting there* So I'll see u at 5 aftr ur final class for the day? I'll be waiting for u at the carpark. Dont worry. I'll keep it subtle

"Yes. I will see you then." Noah had hoped to so more than kiss, but he didn't want to push. He ran his hand up Harrod's leg before standing and moving back to his desk

Harrod: *was a little nervous tht he had ran his hand on his leg, bt he tried to keep his head as he left, looking forward to their date night together, wishing tht time could move faster*

"I will so you then, Harry." He smiled, trting not to be disapointed in himself. He was jsut a man and he had needs. But he should not be pushing those needs onto Harrod.