Bill looked up at him from where Bill had been leaning against his chest and Bill's eyes were big and scared.
"They were shouting, Tomi," Bill told him, "at each other. Shouting really loudly."
Suddenly Bill's abject fear began to make sense. – awh

Are they young?

It was why Bill would climb into Tom's bunk when they were on tour, needing to be hugged, and why losing people was something that scared Bill more than anything else in the world. – awh!

That was another one of Bill's problems; Bill was a brooder. When Bill got an idea into his head it was difficult to shift it. – yeah that could be a problem.

"Come on," he said, deciding that it was time to forget everything, "let's go raid the fridge. We're still teenagers; we're supposed to eat our parents out of house and home." - *snickers*

very fluffy!

Awww cute!!! I like it. Tom is such a good brother. Bill is so cute. I read your story when Bill was a vampire ( Out with the old in with the new) I think. I was wonderful. I've read it several times You're very creative when you want to be. :) Do it again!