Don't let anybody get in your way

<div align=center>William lifted an eyebrow, glancing briefly to his hand, a slightly confused look upon his features. "What are you...?" He broke off and shook his head, he didn't want to make things awkward. Gabe's hands were rough, and callused, Bill presumed he played an instrument, he wondered what. Guitar, bass? Gabe didn't seem like the sort of person that played guitar, his hands were a little larger than his own, he presumed it was the second, "you play bass?" He asked quietly, still staring blankly down at his hand, he couldn't say he wasn't exactly enjoying the other boy's company, though he was a little more what William would call eye candy than anything else, still, he was sweet enough.

"Maybe I phrased that wrong..." He felt bad all of a sudden, his brow creased, "I didn't mean.. I don't wanna..." He tensed up again and let go of Gabe's hand all of a sudden, tucking it underneath him and shuffling away, "I'm sorry I'm being rude," he squeaked, though he'd warmed up to Gabe a little, and William somewhat desperately needed a friend, it didn't do him good to be on his own for a long time, everyone needs someone to talk to. "It's not you, it's just I.. I want to go inside."] He insisted, frowning at Gabe.</div>

<div align=center>William sighed lightly, "I sleep a lot." He told him, "I'm used to being tired all the time, by now." He took a moment or two to push himself to his feet, stretching and yawning softly. There was no way in hell he'd let Gabe hear him sing, William would frankly rather throw himself from the roof, and the look he gave the older boy voiced those feelings loud and clear. "I'd rather not," he returned, "if you don't mind." Bill laughed to himself, dropping his eyes to the ground, I can't sing, no use asking me. He was beginning to feel sleepy, and it was getting difficult to concentrate on things, he'd rather not pass out in front of Gabriel, though Bill didn't doubt he'd be looked after by him, there was an air around him that Bill trusted, the sensation comforted him a little, William loved comfort. Affection was something he greatly appreciated in large doses, though you might not have guessed that.

He turned to Gabe suddenly, blinking once and staring at him, "what can you do?" He asked hurriedly, the question coming out far quicker than he had intended, he wasn't used to knowing that everybody here was special, or different in some way, he'd lived his whole life thinking that it was only him, and how wrong he'd been.</div>

<div align=center>Something flashed across William's face that could have been fear, he didn't like the thought of being electrocuted. "That's.. That's scary." He mumbled quietly, hunching his shoulders a little. Though thinking about it, William could probably drive people to insanity if he really wanted to, there was no telling what he could do if he got angry. Though, the thought of William getting angry was almost funny, it was difficult to imagine it, he was so softly spoken. He yawned again, his eyelids felt heavy, and he was already half asleep as it was. "I'm.. I'm sorry.." He muttered, I'm just really.. Really tired.. It'd been a while since he'd taken a nap, William was like a child in that way, he tended to get cranky if he didn't nap, though, it was more cute than anything else.

A moment later he found himself using Gabe as a support, his head rested on his shoulder, of course he didn't realize he was doing this until his head snapped up, and he blinked sleepily. "Oh my goodness I'm so sorry!" He jumped sideways and clasped his hands together, "I didn't mean to do that, it's just..." His sentence trailed off, and he yawned again, Gabe smelled good, and it made Bill drowsy.</div>

<div align=center>William blinked, looking a little concerned. "No.. I..." He shook his head and laughed nervously when he realized that Gabriel was joking, though it was a strange joke at that, he thought. He smiled softly, and thanked him. Bill might as well have been sleeping, his mind was only registering half of the things being said, and half the things he himself was saying. Anything to lie down for five minutes, or ten, or perhaps three hours, who ever knew with William. It took a couple of minutes of him thinking about sleep for the sensation to overcome him completely, his head had dropped against Gabe's shoulder again and he could feel his legs almost completely drop out from under him.

It was lucky Gabe had been holding onto him because otherwise Bill would have most likely had a rather nasty fall. His eyes had fluttered shut, and his mouth had dropped open. It was more than evident the poor boy needed sleep, he'd dropped off here and now and it wasn't entirely clear how he'd left Gabe to take him back inside. Then again William really wasn't all that heavy, and it probably wouldn't be that difficult for Gabe to carry the boy.</div>