Terry laid across his bed, looking up at the white ceiling. A dazed expression was over his features, his sky blue eyes full of different emotions. It was 10 o'clock at night, and Bruce hadn't called his cellphone about any crime coming up. If Bruce were to do so, Terry wouldn't say much.

If anything at all.

Terry wasn't sure if he wanted to go back to see him. More hours of awkward silence, then a shouting match wasn't what he wanted to deal with right now. The argument before was still in Terry's mind. He tried talking with Bruce about what happened, but that didn't work out at all.

With his eyes still glued to the ceiling, he touched his lips with his fingers, remembering the kiss from earlier that day. Terry suppressed a small wicked smile from the remembrance of that, and checking his lips in the mirror.

They were nicely bruised.

The kiss was extremely unexpected, but very pleasant. Bruce's hands were big and warm under his shirt, it was almost possessive. Hands of a person who knew exactly what they wanted to do, and how to do it. Experience. It was one of those things you weren't sure that you wanted to remember, but you definitely didn't want to forget it forever, either.

Why did _that_ have to be the so-called positive highlight of this mostly hellish day? That silver lining of the cloud that hung above his head.

Terry didn't want Bruce to stop. Bruce didn't seem to want to stop either, but he unfortunately did. The kiss wasn't so bad. It felt too good. It's just the aftermath that was awkward to deal with.� He called Bruce a coward- a *fucking* coward, which he regretted.

Sort of.

Even though he shouldn't feel that way, it just felt so good to tell Bruce off. Someone had to. But now, he was feeling guilty again. It was is someone took a heavy weight off of his chest for a few minutes, then put a heavier one on.

Should he tell Max what happened?? Oh yeah, that'd go over well. "Hey Max, Bruce jumped me, and I wanted him to continue. You can freak out now.' He enjoyed it, and no matter how much he tried, he couldn't get it out of his head. It was strange.

It still is.