Didn't Mean to Love You

Chapter 10

 

Looking back, Dick can see that the problems all start about two weeks before the bus crash. Suddenly Beaver is acting all paranoid and secretive and shit. More often than not his little brother is distracted and distant even when they're as close as physically possible, it's like Beaver's not there. It hurts though that Beaver can't and won't trust him with whatever this is. He doesn't seem to understand that Dick would love him no matter what. It's like he can't see or doesn't want to see how much he means to his older brother.

 

Then a month or two later everything goes to hell. Beaver seems to decide that Dick's girlfriends aren't cover enough for the both of them or something, because he starts dating this older nerd girl. Dick can't believe, won't believe that Beaver has any kind of feelings for this girl, this interloper. Nonetheless he's choking on bile, feeling jealousy combined with white-hot rage whenever he even thinks of Beaver with Her.

 

How is it that this girl, who's supposed to be so smart can't see through Beaver's lies? Beaver doesn't want her, it's just not possible.

 

Dick almost can't bring himself to care that if this chick found out about him and Beaver that it would expose their dirty secret to everyone. He doesn't care that it's reckless, he has to mark Beaver, ensure that there's no question of who his brother belongs to. Dick makes sure Beaver's so completely covered in hickeys that it's utterly embarrassing to get changed for gym never mind get naked for a girlfriend. He can tell that it annoys Beaver though he never tells Dick to stop, never tells him he's being childish.

 

Sometimes despite the sex, there's so much animosity between the brothers that Dick feels like he's in his own game of Spy versus Spy. Like the whole Winter Carnival fiasco, that was prime example of Dick versus Beaver. It's not like Dick had really been planning to do much with that tranny hooker, he pretty much only went with her to make his brother jealous. Man did that ever backfire. And he was hurt by it all, that his little brother would team up with Ghost World to piss him off. Dick didn't let it slide though, he made sure he got Beaver back.

 

Dick was clever enough to let a week go by without retaliating so as to catch Beaver off guard and ensure he had no idea that payback was coming. As far as Beaver knew that Friday night they were just two brothers getting wasted together and probably getting off together later. Beaver was completely oblivious to the fact that Dick tipped half of his drinks into the potted plant beside the couch. He even challenged Beav to a drinking contest to ensure that his lightweight little brother was utterly shitfaced.

 

“Your hair is so soft and shiny. It feels so blond,” Beaver slurred as he clumsily played with Dick's surfer fringe.

 

That was when Dick knew his brother was ready for his awesome plan for vengeance. “You love me right, Beav?”

 

“'Course I do, Dickie. You're the bestest big brother ever.”

 

“You'd do anything for me right?”

 

“Yup.”

 

“Well I'm going to hold you to that.”

 

“Kay.”

 

“I've got a surprise for you, Cass. I think you're gonna like it.”

 

“What is it? I love surprises,” Beaver giggled his eyes shiny with excitement.

 

“Well it's not here. We have to go get it,” Dick said grabbing his keys and manhandling his brother in the general direction of the door. It was difficult to maneuver Beaver into the vehicle, but Dick eventually managed.

 

The car trip was quite short, though Beaver seemed incredulous that Dick was still able to drive. In his intoxicated state Beaver was also not in least bit perturbed that they had pulled up in front of a tattoo parlor.

 

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The next morning Dick enjoyed Beaver's comic look of disorientation when he woke up. When Beaver left bed for the bathroom, Dick was pretty much just counting down the seconds until the horrified shriek. It was impossible to hide his impish grin as his brother stomped back into the room.

 

“What happened last night? What is this?” Beaver shouted pointing at sizable bandage on his right buttcheek.

 

“Well judging by your scream from the bathroom, you figured out that's a tattoo, bro,” Dick said looking calm and relaxed, stretched out lazily on the bed.

 

“Do you know what it says? Do you?! I bet you do, I bet it was your bright idea.” Dick was starting to get a little worried, Beaver's face was getting really red now like he was about to explode at any second.

 

“Don't a pussy, let me see.” Dick knew what was there, but he was eager to see it all the same.

 

Without another word Beaver ripped off the bandage and turned an even more vibrant shade of red. The tattoo was a red heart pierced with an arrow and emblazoned with a single word, Dick. Even with Beaver glaring razor sharp daggers at him, Dick couldn't help but grin wider and try to stealthily cover his now throbbing erection with a pillow.

 

“Do you know what people are going to think when they see this?”

 

“That you love me. Besides you shouldn't go around flashing your ass to everyone, just me,” Dick grinned.

 

Beaver dove for the bed and grabbed the pillow from Dick's lap to beat him in the head with. Dick was having a difficult time protecting himself from the feathery assault he was laughing to hard. It was so incredibly worth it though, now there could be no mistaking who Beaver belonged to.