John tried yet again to loosen the ropes that held him fast to the bar but whoever had tied the knot had done a bang up job. He didn't have to see Edward's face in the dim light that came from under the closet door to know it was streaked in tears. To know that all he was thinking about was being found here, naked and strung up next to his twin.

"It's ok Ed'ard," he whispered, scooting closer and bumping his nose against Edward's wet cheek. "It won't be forever, we'll be gone from here one day."

Later, long after a teacher had finally found them and discreetly gotten them clothes and back to their room, Edward cuddled into John as his twin rubbed his raw, red wrists. John let him rut against him, Edward shaking as he came, whispering what John had told him earlier in the closet.

(Ok so that was a bit of a fail at doing one paragraph but I couldn't resist throwing in a bit of their bullying. I hope you don't mind. :D)