"Fuck!" Justin yelled. "Fuck - ow, that hurt - fuck."
"Shh," JC said and crowded Justin back against the wall, pressing himself against Justin's body. "They'll hear, you don't want them to see you like this, come on -"
Justin lifted his hand up, knuckles still bleeding from the wall he'd punched, and JC said, "Shh," and kissed Justin's knuckles and then his mouth, tasting blood and tears.