This is just a little one shot that I wrote after Monday's episode because it made me so happy to see Jude and Connor pretty much holding hands. It made me all gushy inside and I had to write this.

Hope you enjoy

Jude once again looked over at their hands, the other boy's pinky wrapped around his. What the heck was he supposed to feel? It was obvious that he felt that fluttering of stupid insects in his stomach. There was that dizzying feeling of holding his breath for a long period of time. He closed his eyes and just enjoyed the feeling of Conner practically holding his hand.

Did this make him gay? Did enjoying this contact with another boy make him homosexual? It was just his pinky, but it seemed to have much more meaning than that. There was no mistaking the look on the other boy's face; he was feeling the same thing Jude was. There was that small smile, barely a lift at the corners of his lips.

Was this what it felt like to love someone? He knew he had been feeling the steady buildup of a very close friendship, but when had it went farther and turned to this? When had it turned into something that at one little touch his heart would skip and he would have to remember to breath? Even more important, had Connor been feeling that same thing?

They had made out with those girls in the tent, but it was more for Connor's benefit than Jude liking it. It wasn't bad, but he didn't get anything from it. He just wanted his friend to have something to tell his father so that he could start coming back over. When the argument in the hallway happened it seemed it wasn't the right thing to do, as if he had made it worse.

What was he supposed think about this now? Connor had gone from being pissed at him, to inviting him to a double date with his "girlfriend," and then instead of holding said girlfriend's hand, he held Jude's. Was he messing with him? He didn't think that his friend would do that to him, but he also hadn't thought he would get mad at him about telling about the tent thing.

He looked over again and caught his eye. Smiling, he pulled back his hand as the movie ended and they all stood to leave. Connor walked slowly in front of him as the line made it passed the doors and they could be free to walk their own pace. He watched as Daria reached over to grab his hand, but he suddenly turned and walked back to Jude. Daria frowned, but followed.

"Hey, you think your mom's would let me stay tonight? You know, after the camping trip I figure my dad would be cool with it." Daria smirked beside him; she had been in the tent, much to Jude's disapproval.

Jude shrugged. "Yeah, I can text them and ask." He pulled out his phone and texted Lena.

Daria sighed as Connor pulled out his phone and dialed his number. After a few seconds his face changed to a look of concentrations. "Hey, is it cool if I stay over at Jude's… I'm sure his parents won't allow that… no dad we won't invite any girls… do you want me to have one of his moms call you… alright… yeah, love you… bye." He looked up and beamed. "All's good if your moms are okay with it."

Jude looked down at his phone as they walked toward Daria's mom's waiting car. There was still no text from Lena, but they were stopping at his house first so it would be fine. They climbed in with Daria up front and then Jude in the middle between the others. He bit his lip as he looked over to look at Connor, watching him look out the window.

Connor saw him looking and smiled back at him in the window. Looking away, he slid his hand between their legs and waited, not looking down. He fought the urge to smile, but couldn't stop the blush, as a hand joined his and again the other boy entwine their pinkies. As much as he didn't want to, he pulled away as his phone went off, grabbing the attention of Taylor.

It seemed that she hadn't seen their hands. Checking his phone he saw that Lena had said if Connor's dad was okay with it she didn't mind. He elbowed the boy softly and showed him the message. Jude's stomach fluttered again as Connor smiled at him and then again went to looking out the window.

Once again his stomach did a flip, but this time it was nervousness. Inside that house they would most likely be alone at some point and would talk about what had happened tonight. He knew what he thought the pinky holding meant, but what if he was completely wrong? Jude didn't know how he could deal with being wrong about Connor liking him back.

Like him. Did he like Connor, in that sort of way? He thought about how Jesus and Emma were together, or Callie and Wyatt. There was no way to deny that he cared about him in the same way, but did that include wanting to hold hands with him, to kiss him? Yes. Why was he even questioning himself? He had wanted to kiss Connor that night when they were playing spin the bottle, and then again just a while ago when he had held his pinky.

So yeah he liked him, a lot. Like so much that his heart got hurt every time they had an argument. This last time when it had been a couple weeks since their fight, it had been like he was all alone in a house full of kids. Connor had been his best friend from the start, had never questioned him about anything, not even his sexuality until it had stopped him from seeing the other. He was a perfect friend, could he be more?

They stepped out of the car and walked into the house in awkward silence. Lena met them at the door and hugged Conner. "Oh, it's so good to see you talking to each other again, Connor."

He smiled at her, "It feels great to be back, Mrs. Foster." Lena smiled and motioned them to follow them to the kitchen where the family was having a late dinner.

"Connor, finally get to have you back?" Stef joked as Jude went and got another chair for him, right beside him. He inwardly smiled as he put the chair closer than needed to his. It wasn't necessary, but he wanted to be able to touch his knee to the others, he wanted to feel that stomach flipping feeling from being in contact with Connor.

They sat down and Lena put plates in front of them with mashed potatoes, gravy, peas, and a pork chop. Jude pushed around the food on his plate, taking only a few bites here and there. His stomach was still fluttery from the idea that they might be alone soon to talk. He was afraid that all these thoughts about the pinky holding would be wrong and he would get hurt. There was no real reason to think that, but he couldn't stop himself.

Callie looked over at him and raised an eyebrow at him. "So how was the movie, guys?"

"Terrible."

"Boring." Connor and Jude laughed together, and the others joined in. "The girls were all excited about it, but it was the most boring movie I've ever watched." Jude said rolling his eyes at Mariana, who started to disagree.

"That movie is the cutest movie I've ever seen."

Jude smirked at her. "Maybe to a girl."

"Yeah, who needs girls? They just drag you to stupid movies and want to get mad that you didn't cry when they did." Connor said smiling, peeking out the corner of his eyes at Jude, who blushed slightly, hoping no one noticed.

Jesus pointed at him with his eyes wide. "Amen to that, man. Taylor got mad at me, because I didn't cry during the Notebook. I mean, it's not that sad."

Lena scoffed at him. "Hey, no bashing the best chick flick ever to be made."

That started an argument over what movie was better than another. Jude smiled as he threw in his comments and then jumped a little as he felt Connor grab his hand and lace their fingers together. Even though their hands were under the table, he still checked to see if anyone had seen. Of course no one had. He glanced over at Connor and saw him blushing, which made him blush also.

He was just as nervous, as Jude was. That made him feel better than he would have thought. This was it though; this was the sign that showed Connor liked him. Right? Why else would he hold his hand like this, or blush while doing it. Jude's stomach flipped and it caused a smile to rise to his lips and soon he was beaming at his family, though not at the jokes going around. They had no idea why he was so happy, but apparently one member did.

Something touched their hands, and both boys looked down to find one pink shoe kicking their hands. They dropped each other's hands and brought them above the table, not meeting Mariana's eyes. Of course it could have been worse, it could have been Jesus. He would have screamed it at the top of his lungs, or had made a snarky remark, not in a mean way, but a brotherly way. It probably would have still come out sounding rude though, with it being him.

"So," Jude finally let his eyes get caught by Mariana's as she started to speak, smiling. "I don't know about you guys, but I got homework to do, can we be done?"

Stef sighed, and Lena looked over everyone's plates. "Alright, if everyone is done, you can all go." Mariana winked at him and left the table. Jude and Connor walked awkwardly to the front room and sat next to each other.

They didn't talk for a moment, and Jude took that time to busy his hands with switching through the channels. He wasn't paying attention though, out of the corner of his eye he watched Connor fiddle with his hands, showing how nervous he was.

"So Jude, about to-"

"Hey guys, what cha watching?" Callie sat down on the opposite couch, oblivious to the glare Jude was giving her. Of course she would come in at this moment. Someone was always ruining his chance at talking.

Mariana soon followed and narrowed her eyes at them with a smile. "The backyard is empty of people if you guys want alone time."

Callie looked over at them and frowned. "Alone time?"

Jude felt the heat start to rise up his neck. That could not have been any worse to say than to just out and say they were going to be making out. But, thankfully, Mariana saved them all by saying. "Oh, come on Callie, they haven't even talked in weeks, give them time to catch up."

Callie nodded, smiling and Connor stood. Jude followed him and elbowed Mariana on the way past her when she winked at him. He looked to see that no one was in the kitchen, and the light was off. They would notice if anyone was in there, there were the windows to worry about, not that anything would likely happen. They sat down and didn't talk for a few moments.

He looked over at Connor, wondering what was going through his mind. It was crazy how just yesterday they weren't even friends and tonight they were, were what? Did holding hands mean Connor wanted to date him? Was he even gay? Was Jude? He wondered if Lena and Stef had gone through this confusion before. This feeling like he didn't know who he was, like someone needed to tell him because he couldn't figure it out.

Connor looked over at him and blushed. "So."

"So." Jude repeated cocking his head. "What does it mean?"

He didn't need to worry about Connor understanding him; he was the one person besides Callie and his moms that knew him better than anybody. Though it was obvious he seemed to barely know himself. Jude wanted to know how he felt about this, wanted to share his own feelings, but wanted him to go first.

Sighing, Connor reached over and grabbed his hand, lacing his fingers through his. He touched Jude's fingers with his other hand, pulling them away from his own and running his fingers across them softly. It made Jude shiver and blush. "I didn't know I would feel this way about another guy." Jude nodded, understanding.

"I didn't either, I knew I was growing jealous, but I didn't know I liked you until you held my hand in the theatre." He laughed as Conner blushed and looked up. "I think I like you in the same way that Lena and Stef like each other. They call it love, but I don't know. I've never felt like this before. I mean, we're thirteen."

Scooting closer to Jude, their legs were now pressed up against each other. "I feel the same way. I started thinking about kissing you when we played spin the bottle and you wouldn't. Then it started to bother me because my dad would talk about how gay people were not people I should hang around. I said once that Lena and Stef were gay and he said that gay guys were different."

Jude looked down at that. It was obvious if his dad found out, there would be huge consequences; like never seeing Connor again. As if reading his thoughts, he continued. "I stopped talking to you because I was afraid that if I told you how I felt, you would tell your moms and they would tell my dad."

"They wouldn't do that. They would understand." Jude jumped straight to their defense. Stef and Lena knew all about the trouble that they could go through and they wouldn't force that on their kids.

"Jude, I know, but can you blame me for being scared? My dad hit me for thinking we did something in the tent." Jude put his arms around Connor and pulled him close. The other boy laid his head on his shoulder and closed his eyes. "I really like you, Jude."

His heart skipped at that and he couldn't talk for a moment. "I, I like you too."

Connor pulled back and looked into his eyes. Jude blushed as he looked at his lips, watched him lick them. Was he going to kiss him? Did he want to be kissed? Yes, yes he did. He had only kissed girls before, and only for Connor's benefit. Now though, it wasn't needed because they both liked each other even though they were both scared of what would happen when people found out.

Leaning in, Connor pressed his lips to Jude's and closed his eyes. He closed his eyes too, not really knowing what to do. It seemed that the other boy did though as he felt a wet tongue press against his lips and he immediately opened for it. Even though he was jealous knowing that he was good at this because he had practiced with girls, he still felt a tug in his groin as he sucked on Jude's bottom lip. Connor pulled back and smiled.

Jude found that he had been holding his breath the whole time they had been kissing and gasped in a breath. He smiled at him. "Wow, you're really good at that."

Shrugging, Connor leaned in again, but was stopped as they heard someone clearing their throat. The boy's leapt apart as they saw Jude's moms standing near the door. Lena smiled at them softly while Stef raised her eyebrows at them.

Lena spoke first. "Connor, why don't you go get ready for bed, you can borrow some of Jesus's or Jude's shorts and a shirt. Make a pallet-"

"On the floor." Stef interrupted with a pointed look at them both.

Lena gave her a look that said to be nice. "Yes, on the floor."

Connor stood and rushed to get away from the obvious beginning of a lecture, blushing a deep shade of red. Jude watched him go in dismay, not wanting to be alone with the two women staring at him. He was more worried that Connor would push him away again because they had gotten caught. They had finally admitted their feelings, and then his moms had to go and ruin it.

"You guys might have just pushed him away from me again." Jude turned to hide the sting of tears that threatened to fall. It was just his luck to get what he didn't know he wanted and have it snatched away in minutes.

"Oh honey." He felt arms wrap around him and knew it was Lena, always the first to console between the two. Stef sat beside him and grabbed his hands, kissing them both.

"He kissed me, does that make me gay?" Jude whispered this.

Lena chuckled in his ear. "Did you kiss him back?"

All he could do was nod and Stef smiled, saying, "Well, if you like him, that doesn't mean you are gay, you could just like him for him, not because he is a boy. Do you still like girls, like to kiss them?"

He thought for a moment, thinking over his answer before saying it out loud. "I don't like anyone else like I like him. Could I be in love with him?" He looked over his shoulder at his mom and found her eyes shining with tears, but she was smiling so she couldn't be sad.

"Honey, I think you should wait a while to come to that conclusion, no matter how well you know each other's feelings. You could very well fall in love with each other, but you boys are only thirteen and that's a young age to say love."

Stef reached for his chin and turned him to look at her. "Jude, we love you very much, no matter how you feel about anyone. We just don't want you to get hurt, and whether you start to call yourself gay, or if you and Connor decide to publicize how you feel about each other, we want you to be prepared to be faced with the possibility of people who don't understand how you feel being very hurtful."

Jude though about how Connor's father had reacted when they had shared a tent together, what if he found out and hurt him more? Could he live with knowing that he could have caused him to get hurt? Even though it was Connor who had held his hand and kissed him, he would still feel responsible. "We can't tell anyone, not with how his dad is."

He felt Lena nod on his shoulder, and Stef smiled sadly in agreement. "I think we both agree with that, it is a very good idea to wait to tell people, or at least let Connor decide when to tell people. If you want to tell people you like boys you can, but you are right about keeping Connor's part in this for him to share on his own."

Lena pressed a kiss to his cheek and stood up. "We can talk more tomorrow if you like, but you should go reassure Connor that we aren't going to tell anyone." She winked at him and held out her hand. Jude reached out and wrapped his arms around her when he stood. Stef came behind him and they shared the hug.

It was amazing knowing he had such wonderful parents. He could trust them with anything and it seemed they both had the best advice for him. They understood him in a way no one else could. Lena and Stef had been through what he was going through right now, this confusion and fear. How lucky was he to be adopted by such amazing people?

Jude pulled away and started to lead the way back into the house. Stef called up to him. "Make sure your bedroom door stays open, all night." Jude smiled back at her and rolled his eyes.

He started to feel nervous as he walked up the stairs, getting closer to his room; closer to Connor. Walking into the room he found that Jesus wasn't in there yet and Connor had made a pallet right up against his bed, but was sitting on his bed. The boy looked up at him with a nervous, questioning look and Jude had to smile.

Sitting down next to him, he reached out and held his hand. "They won't tell anyone, and they said I shouldn't tell anyone anything about you or us unless you want me to. It's totally up to you."

Connor sighed in relief and began to play with his fingers again. "So Jude, does this mean you're my boyfriend?" The boy blushed and looked up to see his reaction. Jude was shocked, not having thought that even though they had kissed that it meant Connor wanted to date.

Jude forced the shocked look from his face and raised an eyebrow at him. "Are you asking me out?"

Laughing, he leaned forward and pressed his lips against Jude's and then pulled away. "Jude, will you be my boyfriend."

"Hmm, I'll have to think about it." Conner hit him on the leg, making him laugh and push him back onto the bed. Jude lay down on his side, mirroring the other boy, and looked into his eyes. Even though he was so young, he knew this was the strongest feeling he would ever feel. This had to be love, to fall into someone else's eyes and have your heart ache to be closer even when there was no possible way to be any closer.

He smiled. "Yeah, I'll be your boyfriend."

Connor reached an arm around his boyfriend and pulled him against him and kissed him. Jude immediately opened his mouth, wanting to feel his tongue meet with the others and to feel their bodies pressed against each other. Groaning as the other boy ground against him, Jude wrapped his arms around his neck and tried to pull him closer, failing. A hand traveled under his shirt and he felt himself shiver at the feeling of the soft fingertips skimming over his…

"Ew, gross. Moms their making out in my room!"

Leaping apart, Connor flailed his arms as he fell off the bed, making Jude erupt in laughter. He looked over at Jesus who had also started laughing and moved out of the way as Stef and Lena entered to find all the boys trying to stop their laughing.

"Maybe it's better to have Connor on the couch." Stef said as she looked at the two blushing boys.

"No, I'm sorry. We won't do anything, besides Jesus will be in here."

Jesus frowned at his name. "I am not responsible for this. And you wouldn't let Haley or Emma stay in my room."

Lena motioned for him to leave the room, he huffed but did as he was told and left. His moms sat on his bed and sighed simultaneously. Lena spoke first. "We know that you guys won't really be able to see each other a lot, or show, small, signs of affection." She gave them pointed looks before continuing. "So Connor can keep staying the night, but it's agreed that he should stay on the floor, and if we find out stuff is happening he will start sleeping on the couch when he is over."

"We shouldn't even allow that. It's going to cause a mutiny with the other kids." Stef said exasperated.

Sighing, Lena amended her statement. "Alright, well only tonight will you be able to sleep in here, Connor. Next time you will be sleeping on the couch."

Connor nodded enthusiastically, and so did Jude. He was so happy that he would still be able to stay the night, to be able to see his boyfriend and hold his hand and such. They wouldn't be able to at school or anywhere else until they felt comfortable to do it, more like if they felt safe enough. It was possible that all this would end before they could start telling people, but for right now he was happy with where he was.

His moms left soon after and Jesus walked into the room, sticking his tongue out at them. He turned off the light and got into bed. Jude got under the covers and reach to feel for Conner beside his bed. His hands found hair and he let his hands run through it. It was so soft, but his hand was grabbed by another and kissed.

"Promise me we'll stay together." Connor whispered in the dark.

Jude smiled and, thinking of the theater earlier that day, moved his hand to wrap his pinky around Connor's. "Pinky promise."

They soon feel asleep.

Lena woke up the next morning and went to check on the boys. She stopped in the doorway and smiled, wondering if they had slept like that all night, holding each other's pinkies.

I guess this could continue, but it depends on the feedback I get. I really enjoyed writing this little one shot. I have an idea for a sequel one shot if people like this.

Well, review my loves.