Tom waited in front of the grocery shop for Chris to turn up. Chris, the blond, bulky hunk, who was the leader of their group of bikers. Somehow also Tom's boyfriend, but only when they were alone and horny. Horny as hell. Even though Tom would probably want more, he knew that it would only lead to trouble. Probably to being beaten up by a group of pigs who thought to know more about the world than Tom did. But they don't, he thought as he took his helmet off again and absentmindedly trailed his fingers through his curls. His father had curls like that. He knew it. From the photos he'd seen of him. He'd never actually met him, for he was commanded off to fight in the war and never returned.
"Earth to Tom, are you there?" Chris chuckled as he placed one heavy hand on Tom's shoulder. "Hey mate, long time no see."
"True", Tom replied colder than he had intended to.
Chris raised his eyebrows. "What's the matter?", he asked, maybe a little threatening.
Tom shrugged. "Nothing. What should be?"
Obviously Chris's worries, or however you prefer to call his allures to wish to know every single thing, weren't all erased, but Tom didn't care. For now.
"Wanna come for my place?", Chris asked and Tom gave a small nod.
"Yeah, I already wondered when you'd ask", he said with a grin, that didn't quite reach his eyes, but Chris didn't notice. He had already started his bike and Tom hurried to follow him.

Harry noticed the two bikers speeding along the College's gate. Obviously they belonged to that biker gang, the "Sabertooths", as they called themselves. He shook his head in annoyance. They were all such hunks that it almost wasn't bearable for him. Good looking, strong, muscular, but bullies and assholes of the worst kind. Sid had heard all kinds of stories about that group, but he wasn't sure which ones he was supposed to believe. From robbing a bank, to raping their own mother people told each other everything about them. Some even said, their two leaders, Chris and Tom, were gay and occasionally slept with each other. Harry always just sat there and frowned when these stories came up. Earlier he had tried to also get attention, so he made up some stories, but nobody listened to him anyways, so he mostly kept quiet when people, he didn't like were around.
Harry cast a look at Will, who was asleep again, and wondered what made him exhausted enough to fall asleep at half six in the afternoon. But he assumed that he wouldn't get an answer. At least not, until they got to know each other much better, which probably meant never. He knew that too good.

Lenny payed quicky and stepped out of the grocery shop hurriedly as soon as he saw the two leaders take off.
"Hey", he yelled after them, knowing that neither of them would hear him. And if, they most certainly wouldn't stop.
Chris and Tom had been friends since ever, and Lenny knew that, no matter how much he tried, Tom would never prefer his half brother over his best buddy.