Ryker listened intently as he nibbled on his cheese, waiting for the bagels to be toasted. It had been so long since he had a real conversation with someone else. Even before everyone left. "Benedict? I like that." Ryker replied with a soft laugh that sounded a bit giggly. He walked over with his cheese still in hand and studied the family. It reminded him of his own family. They were all together but their expressions looked so distant an far off. "So you don't mind that they left you?" Ryker questioned with his back to Ben.
"Yeah, I didn't really mind when they left, but I guess I get lonely," Ben nodded. "I guess you can call me Benedict if you want to, but I don't havea preference between Ben and Benedict. I used to get made fun of for the name, that's why I just go by Ben." Ben grabbed an apple and bit into it, walking over next to Ryker and glanced the picture.
"I really like Benedict. I think it suits you." Ryker smiled to himself still studying the picture. "I'm... used to being alone." he told Ben before realizing it sounded a little depressing. "I mean I just... I can relate to you." he fumbled with his words slightly. Ryker had always been that kid that ate lunch alone and never went to any of the parties or school dances. There wasn't anything wrong with him... He was just a loner and not really by choice.
"Right... I'm alone in spirit. There were always those people who liked me, and all the people who tried to get in relationships with me, but I never really liked them... I didn't have real people there for me... well i mean they were real people, but they didn't really care... you know what i mean?" Benedict ask softly.
"Yeah I suppose it does." Ryker agreed. He had never really had that but he could imagine what Ben was talking about. Ryker had always really just been alone. There weren't people who went out of their way to even act as though they cared.
When the toaster popped Ryker jumped. Laughing the embarrassment off he went over to the toaster and got the bagel onto a small saucer. Then he looked back in the fridge and found some cream cheese. "Where are your knives?" Ryker questioned politely.
"Oh, over here," Ben walked over to a drawer next to the oven and pulled it opened before handing Ryker a smallish knife, not sharp, but a knife. "For your bagel, good sir," he smirked, using an obviously forced accent when he handed him the knife, dramatically.
Ryker let out a giggle at Ben's accent. "Why thanketh thee noble Benedict." he played along reaching out to take the knife from Ben. The smaller male felt his hand brush against Ben's and inhaled sharply. He snatched his hand away a little too quickly dropping the knife. "Oops. Sorry." he bent over and picked up the knife going and rinsing it off in the sink before using it.
As Ryker got some of the cream cheese out of its silver packaging he didn't look at Ben. He'd felt tingles when they touched but tried to forget about it. He knew they had held hands but it was so sudden that he hadn't been expecting it. 'He's completely straight. Get a grip Ryker.' Ryker thought to himself trying to snap out this absurd notion that Ben might actually ever like him.
"It's alright," Ben smiled and leaned against the counter next to Ryker. "So," he asked, mock flirting. "You come here often?" mainly, he just wanted to hear that cute little giggle again. He liked it when Ryker laughed, and always had. When they had class together, Ryker occasionally laughed, and it had always been cute.
Ryker almost dropped the knife again when he felt Ben get closer to him. What in the world was going on? Ryker never got nervous or flustered. He looked over at Ben giggling quietly. Ryker had always hated his laugh. His father used to make fun of him for it because it was a little on the girly side. "No actually. This really sweet guy I know just sort of popped back into my life and invited me over." Ryker said deciding to be flirtatious even if Ben didn't feel that way towards guys. "He never talked to me during school so I'm shocked he remembers me." the smaller male turned his body to face Ben more looking up at his face. He also leaned against the counter and had no idea he had missed a little cream cheese on the corner of his mouth.
Ben smirked, "Of course I remember you," he spotted the bit of cream cheese by Ryker's lip and his smile widenend. "You've got a little something," he reached out and wiped the little spot of cream cheese from Ryker's face with his thumb. "There we go," he held his thumb out to show Ryker before shrugging and licking the bit of spread off his thumb.
Ryker felt heat go to his face when Ben licked the white stuff off his thumb. "Oh thanks." he said casually though his insides were all flustered. He ate more of the food he'd picked out glancing up at Ben every so often. "How could you remember me? No one knew who I was in school." What Ryker said was the truth. Barely anyone could even remember his name and that included the teachers. He was pretty much invisible for his entire high school career.
Ben paused, trying to think of some reason he remembered him... but... nothing, "I'm really not sure, but I know that I like your laugh, and I like you... I don't know... maybe because we're both alone." he bit his lower lip. "I just remember you distinctly.
"My laugh?" Ryker's face went a shade darker looking visibly red now. "Oh thanks." He felt touched that Ben had said that but soon snapped out of it. ''Straight Ryker. Straight...' he thought to himself again. "So what's there to do around here? We can just hang out. If you don't mind me staying I mean." Ryker quickly added at the end. He had always been a really polite person; he never liked being rude or offending anyone.
"No, of course you can stay, I'm not going to just feed you and then kick you out," Ben smirked at Ryker's blush. Cute. "What do we have to do... that completely depends on what you want to do," Ben finally responded. The innuendo was completely intended.
Ryker had already finished his bagel by now. Not only was he big on food he ate like it might be is last meal. After tossed the other string cheese into the fridge, deciding he didn't want it, Ryker turned back to Ben. "Well... I like to do a lot of things. What did you have in mind?" A playful smile went to Ryker's lips and he caught on to what Ben was saying. Or well he knew how it sounded. He didn't actually think the other male was serious.
A cocky smirk broke out on Ben's face, "That really depends on what all you're comfortable with," he reached out and took Ryker's hand, intertwining their fingers like they had been before. "This was how we started earlier."
When Ben reached for Ryker's hand his eyes widened. Once their fingers were laced together Ryker looked back up at Ben's face and away from their hands. 'He's not serious...' "Are you mocking me?" Ryker whispered letting his hand go limp in Ben's. Ryker could remember when everyone in their school found out he was ga.y. A lot of the guys ridiculed him for it. Guys like Ben. "Because... I don't appreciate it." Ryker stared directly into Ben's eyes.
The smirk vanished from Ben's face instantly, "No, of course I'm not... I'm.. I didn't mean to...." he had no idea where he was going with the conversation. "I would never mock you, I don't have any reason to mock you... I'm sorry...."
Ryker watched Ben closely biting down on his bottom lip. He almost took his hand away but ended up holding Ben's hand once more. "Sorry... I didn't mean to offend you..." Ryker sighed looking down at his shoes. "Just... In high school... After everyone found out I was well ga.y... It wasn't nice." He explained. He figured Ben already knew all this. The guys would openly mock him but it was only in certain situations. Maybe Ben had never been there when it happened...
"They mocked you?" Ben asked softly. He was absent.. well he skipped class so much he didn't know that it had happened. "They sure as he.ll wouldn't have mocked you if I had been in class, I didn't know..." he had known that Ryker was ga.y but not that he had been mocked.