"I…" Fun shook his head a little. He was caught up to much in looking at Evan's eyes. They were so pretty. He shook his head again, breaking the eye contact as he looked away.
"I don't," he said quietly. "It was just… Necessity." Fun hadn't been able to eat much while… In captivity. Just scraps.
"Ah. Me and Evelyn couldn't fight…" Evan then shook his head. "Still! You beat those assholes up pretty good! Eat as much as you'd like you deserve it! You must've wasted a lot of energy today." He said this with a certainty to his voice and before Fun could complain, Evan had set another slice of pizza on Fun's plate. He then pushed up his glasses. (I forget that he wears glasses so we'll just say that he had taken off his glasses at the lunch table to read something on his phone and that's why they didn't get smashed and shattered to a gazillion pieces)
Fun watched Evan, letting out a soft sigh.
"Okay then," he said, doing his best to eat the food given to him. He fell quiet, occasionally glancing at Evan as he ate. He took on a small smile, if just to keep Evan happy.
Crystal smiled as she ate. "Oh Evan! I think your friend here should spend the night as a treat and a thank you. We'll have root beer floats and a really good pot roast, honey smoked ham with carrots, celery, and little red potatoes. Which reminds me I need to go get a second ham…" She then snapped back. "Right. And we'll watch movies. The Goonies, The Princess Bride, maybe some Monty Python as well if we have time. We have a rather large box of hand me downs that I bet you could find pajama's and clothes to wear, and I'll run you too school tomorrow dear, don't you worry none." She smiled brightly, as Evan listened. "Mom I'd love him too, but I'll let him decide. In case he has plans tonight. He goes to therapy too so maybe he has a sesh or something." He shrugged, draining his soda. (Do it for the snuggles. For the gays. For the little space that is bound to happen.)
(I shall do it for the gays XD)
Fun was a little shocked by the offer.
"I-I, I would love to," he said with a smile. "I… I'll have to call my mother, though. I'm sure she'll be fine with it." She had always been encouraging Fun to make friends. He smiled a little.
"She'll probably stop by to check on my, though."
"Oh that's quite alright! Just let me know when she's coming over so I can get a proper pot of tea going!" She said with a smile. Evan nearly hugged Fun again but stopped himself and cleared his throat. "May I have a hug please, Fun?" He asked quietly, already learning his place. (Oh yes Evan is a big sub as well. And with the way Fun looks and is in his eyes weeeellll he's already majorly crushing.)
"She does enjoy tea," Fun said. He even have a small chuckle, but it wasn't much. He looked over when Evan asked for the hug.
"You may," he said, holding his arms open for Evan. He smiled softly. Evan was learning.
Evan smiled and hugged Fun tight. "Are you sure it's okay with you staying?" He asked, trying his hardest right now to not slip into sub space. A lot of this was involuntary which sucked. Maybe if he went up to his room and did some chores with his collar on he could snap out of it. He could only hope for so much though. He sighed and stood upright, straight backed, and began to do the dishes for his mom, unable to stay out of the sub space. Why bother fighting who he was? He just kept silent so Fun wouldn't think he was weird or push him away. A lot of his friends and lovers had done just that, thinking him as weird for having so much too him.
Fun smiled as he hugged Evan, letting his arms drop when Evan pulled away. There was something strange about how he was acting, but… That didn't mean Fun didn't like it. He watched Evan closely, leaning back in his chair as he just enjoyed the view. Of course, he want just blatantly staring at Evan. But he wanted to.
Evan blushed as he felt Fun staring, but didn't bother doing anything about it. He sighed as he finished loading the dish washer, and then turned around. Normally he'd challenge Fun by staring back but instead he simply bowed his head and walked off in perfect poise to his room. Alex watched and giggled as Evan's door shut. Even Crystal new, and often would ask those in sub space to do extra chores. She wanted her children to explore them selves and she got a bit of extra work out of them. A win win situation in her book.
Fun watched Evan go, then turned to Alex.
"What was that?" He asked, his curiosity evident. There was no ill intention with his question. He just didn't know. He looked at Evan's door again, almost willing him to come back out and explain himself.
Alex squeaked at being talked too, and instead of responding, ran upstairs to his room. Alex, in general, had a really bad fear of new people, and just talking in general. His sister Hyla was trying to teach him how to do sign language to help with his anxiety so he could still communicate. Evan was upstairs, and had changed out of his feminine clothing into a pair of grey sweats and a t-shirt. He also wore a blue strip of a felt collar, which had a little cat charm on one side, and his name on the other. His mother had ordered it for him after he asked for it. After that he began to clean up his room, straightening the bed, picking up the floor, putting away laundry, stuff like that. Crystal looked at Fun. "Well go up there, knock, and ask. Evan really is very sweet, he won't get mad like some of the others would."
"Alright then…" Fun said, standing up. Alex's response, or lack of, had been something he understood. He made his way upstairs, knocking on the door he assumed correctly was Evan's.
"Evan," he said calmly. "I want to ask you a question."
Evan flinched, hearing Fun. He took a breath, threw on his robe to hide the collar, and pulled the hood more around his neck to hide the collar better. He then went to the door and opened it with one hand, the other holding the robe around him. "Oh uh hi Fun…sorry. I wanted to get changed." He said softly, hoping that Fun would leave so he could be in peace. (Oh yes also Evan only cuddles his lovers and he for sure isn't going to trust Fun right off the bat due to his past experiences so ya know. Well his lovers and those he's super close with.)
(alright then!)
"Oh, I'm sorry for interrupting," Fun said, backing off a little. "I just… Was curious about how you were acting earlier, in the kitchen. I… I don't really know much about anything, really…" He stepped back again, sighing.
Evan, concerned about the downfall expression Fun wore, opened the door wide open, the hand holding the robe falling to his side. He then remembered and quickly pulled it back together. "You can come in. I was cleaning my room a bit. You can sit on my bed, we can talk." He would have to do the rest of his chores one handed, and already this interruption was pulling him out of sub space which was a relief on it's own. "But please. Ask away." He said the last comment a bit hesitantly, as many others had asked him about it and then pushed him away. Inwardly he geared up for disapproval.
Fun looked away when Evan let go of the robe, but he was confused when he saw Evan had clothes on underneath. And, what was that around his neck? Fun only got a glimpse of him. He came in, sitting down on the bed quietly.
"I just… I don't understand the way you acted after we hugged. Could you please explain it to me?"
"Ah uhm…I." He took a breath. Mom had told him time and time again to always teach those who ask questions, true questions out of curiosity and not judgement. "For some reason. While at the table. I slipped into sub space." He shyly took off the robe to show the collar. "The collar is a sign of ownership to my Dom, that is. If I had one. I ordered this off line just to help me stay in sub space. I…I understand if you think it's weird or…disgusting. Vile. And other such things and I also understand if you wish to stop being friends and leave. Many others have. Such a thing isn't for everyone." He then did a quick glance around his room and did a small sigh of relief to notice that none of his little space items were left out.
"Oh?" He asked quietly. "I… I don't know what that is," he admitted. He wasn't disgusted, not at all. He truly was still curious. "I have no reason to be repulsed by it. I couldn't…" He fell silent a moment.
"You consider me a friend?" He whispered, more shocked by this than anything else.
Evan's face lit up. "Well yes of course! Why wouldn't I?" He said cheerfully, sitting on the bed and taking off the collar. "A true friend too! No one else would really stand up for me like that. It's comforting to know. And only my friends sit at the lunch table with me." He beamed. "That and you seem like you need a good friend, or few friends. I came from a place sorta some what like yours I'm going to assume. Friends are a great distraction and pick me up for when the days get down dark and dreary." He got up and put away the collar in his full body length mirror. It opened up to reveal a bunch of jewelry. He sighed, having been pulled out of sub space. 'Well that was quick.' He thought to himself. 'Good though. Can't be too weird.' He then turned back to Fun. "I…a submissive is someone who normally has a set of rules and someone who controls them, down sometimes to what they eat and wear. Each sub varies. Some are bratty, some aren't. And there's different aesthics, and then some subs can feel dominant too. Those people are called Switches or Middles. And anyone can be a sub or a dom. It doesn't matter." He stood there the whole time as he explained, pacing and talking away. "I know it's…a lot." He was unsure of whether to tell him about the age regression community and what dd/lg was and what not, or not. He'd wait to see how Fun reacted to all of this first.
Fun smiled as Evan explained why he saw him as a friend. It was nice. Though, he highly doubted Evan had been through something close to what he had. Maybe some aspects, but not much. He was quiet as Evan explained the submissive aspect of himself, contemplative.
"…I see." His response to it wasn't very clear yet. "I see… And you expect me to be disgusted by this. The thing is… I'm not. It makes sense that some people would want, or even need that in their lives." He smiled gently.
Evan blushed a bit, seeing already in the wording that Fun used a more dominant nature to him. "Hm. Every sub needs a dom though." He said off handedly. "Anyways, a lot of people are. A lot of people at my last school knew and bullied me for it. I had to change schools because of it. It got bad. But. That's all in the past now. But back to your comment, a sub dom relationship isn't for everyone. I'm also counted as a minor in kink. Sorta. I'm 18 but a senior in high school. Me and Evelyn moved schools when we were in kindergarten so we had to do two years of it because there was a mistake in the records. And anyways, it's a lot of complications. And I do admit it is weird and difficult to understand, wanting to be controlled that much. A lot of people wish to be free. I'm glad though that you're kind and understanding." He smiled softly and then began to put away laundry.
"Oh." Fun thought quietly. "I'm eighteen too," he said, "but I'm just in the second year. I…" He fell quiet a moment. "The place I was in, I… I didn't get any education. And… I understand the wish to be free, more than probably anyone. But, if the one you submit to is good to you, I see no reason not to. I see no reason to deny someone that." He watched Evan, smiling very faintly as he fought once again to keep his memories down. "And, I've no idea what a… kink? is." He hoped he got the word right.
Evan too a breath and began to explain again. "Basically any thing that turns you on outside of vanilla sex, which is like. Missionary basic breeding. Choking, hickies. There's people called masochists who are into things like knife and pain play, that is deriving sexual pleasure from being hurt. Stuff like spankings to being tied up and teased relentlessly, which brings us to rope bunnies. Who are…people who like to be tied up. Uhm, that's a lot heavier play. I'm not super into that. I won't go into what I'm into since I'd only ever share that with my lover." He said shyly. "But yeah." He said the last bit awkwardly, unsure of what else to say.
"Thank you," Fun said. "For explaining this. It must be awkward to explain this to me. We did just meet today." He gave a weak smile. "But I'm glad you did." He stayed sat on the bed, glad to have this new knowledge. His captors… They had been kinky, from what Evan has said. He stayed quiet about that, though. He didn't want to talk about anything from his past, and it was a struggle not to think of it even more now.