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Tsurai grabbed Braeden's arm tightly. "What do you mean, 'lovenest'? Where?!"
Jealousy?

Connor tried to loosen up, not be so wound up. He'd never truly gotten over the whole "homosexuals are evil" phase of his life.
Looking down at Isiah, he frowned, his hand stopping. "Do I even love him?" he thought to himself.
"I've never been in a relationship before, how is this any different?"
Great, now he had to worry about his own relationship ontop of others'.
He took in a larger breath, closing his eyes while he inhaled and tilted his head up to the ceiling.

"Isiah?" He whispered, looking down after a moment. "Do you... Love me?"

Tsurai yanked on Braeden's arm as he started to walk toward where he'd pointed. "I want you to come with me," he stated.

Connor tried to think of a reply to that. Everything he ran through his head sounded stupid, He was getting nervous. Connor didn't get nervous.
"Well.." He stumbled. He never stumbled, either. "I... understand." The man swallowed and put his hand on Isiah's chest, feeling for his heart beat.

Connor forced a shrug and closed his eyes, taking Isiah's hand in his. "It's fine."

Tsurai jogged over to the house that Braeden had pointed at, and before entering, looked to the Denzien. "This one, right? What did you mean by 'lovenest'?" Maybe Tsurai really was jealous. Or maybe a lot of stress had been piling up about this whole encounter.

"Is this a game for you?" Tsurai growled, letting go of his grip on Braeden.

Connor was dragged down, his heart beating in his throat. He almost didn't hear what was going on outside.
The man panicked, pushing himself up, staring at the cloth door. "Wait." Connor must've reminded Isiah of a deer.

Connor began to breathe audibly. "I should probably.." He wanted to leave, but Isiah was still partially lying on him.

"Well you make it seem like Isiah's ******** every guy in the-" At that point, Tsurai had shoved open the cloth curtain, and saw Isiah and Connor.
His first impulse was to say sorry, close the curtain, and punch Braeden.
But the boy had long a go mastered not going with his first impulse.

"You.." Tsurai was talking about Connor.

Since Tsurai was now shirtless, Connor could see the dogtags hanging from the twenty year old's neck. He could also tell they were blank.
Suddenly he wasn't doubting Isiah's judgement anymore.

Connor's face began to burn with a flush. He couldn't ever remember blushing before, and put his hand over his face, turning away.
Part of him felt like he wanted to throw up, the other part just hated existing.

Tsurai, on the other hand, didn't know what to say. He just stood there, staring, not knowing exactly what he should do with himself.
It was as if time had stopped. His head got light, and that's about the time he realised he wasn't breathing.

"Huh?" Tsurai took a deep breath, and then let it out, beginning to breathe normally after he was tossed outside.

"Nonono, He's right, I dragged him here. I'm sorry." He groaned. "They weren't doing anything, Braeden, lay off."

After a moment's hesitation, "I'm sorry Isiah, I just-- You all live in such small homes! I couldn't stand it. I was going to wait to see you but then Braeden told me where you were so I went. I'm sorry." He braced himself for a slap across the face.

Connor turned his back to the door and started cursing himself for how foolish he was acting. He'd totally ruined his only chance... Not that he had much of a chance, or that he wouldn't have weirded out during the kiss... But still.
And now, a DuPloy? No one had ever mentioned that Tsurai was a DuPloy. Maybe the kid had done something really wrong, like murder.

And if that was the case, then the kid was just playing with everyone, pretending he was an idiot... DuPloys were sneaky, regardless of where they came from.

Tsurai hissed slightly, opening an eye, realising Isiah wasn't going to do anything. "Right. I'm sorry."

He choked slightly before turning clear around and screaming at Braeden to shut up.
That was about as far as Tsurai lost it, these days. His body tensed up, but he managed to not punch anything.

Connor frowned and finally got up, his flush fading slightly. He walked out of the house, looking down at everyone.
"What's going on?" He hoarsed, still incredibly embarrassed, but trying to cover it up.