His lip twitched to a smile, looking back behind him for a moment before lowering his bum as stiff as possible, avoiding the throb he's get from his ribs if he compressed them. His arms extended over the back, flattening his skinny torso again with the deepest breath he could manage, his eyes watching Sirius all the way over to him. They narrowed a bit until he felt the sting of the alcohol, his nose scrunching a bit from the pain, eyes shooting open before wincing at Siruis' prodding. He knew it was necessary but didn't feel the need to like it, despite the appeal of his delicate touch. Had he not been so achy, he might have reveled in the experience. He seemed pretty - gentle.<br/><br/>His smile faded a bit, answering with a simple 'Yeah' at his initial question, really not in the mood to explain it all. Though, he couldn't help let off an excessively wide smile at the word 'instigated,' interested to see Sirius' reaction to his explanation. Maybe this guy would actually believe him.<br/><br/>"He is," he chuckled, "but I think he also just has it out for me. Always might."<br/><br/>He took a breath, his head turning as his eyes burned into the floor, steadying himself as he tried to take another deep breath, his tone lower and more serious.<br/><br/>"His girlfriend came onto me a few months ago. She kept telling me all this stuff about him and her and how she thought I was all 'sensitive', or whatever. But she was all over me and when she tried to kiss me he caught us, and blames me for it all. Of course, that was after she stepped back as accused me of seducing her. Because, you know, I was the one trying shit with my back against the wall." The end of his sentence was sarcastic and a bit bitter, clearly still upset at the fact.<br/><br/>He never minded what she pulled, planning to play the whole thing off as a joke or something. But it was her backstabbing and lies that pissed him off. He remembered the feeling of balking at her just before receiving his first punch from Caleb, and all she did was stand there. At the time, he was still a little insecure, taking his gushing nose and tending to it by himself in one of the bathroom stalls. He came out with the remains smeared over his face in the sight of a football player who inquired as to what happened. When Conager told him he was punched by Caleb, the guy didn't know what to think, asking the simple question of why. Unfortunately, Conagers honesty made things a bit worse.<br/><br/>"He caught me with Rachel." he said through his throat. And that was how the rumors began. Even with his actions and 'jokes', no one thought he was gay. Everyone mumbled and whispered of him, whether it be of his stud nature with the ladies, or how much of a shit he was for moving on another guy's girl. Either way, he let it all roll off his shoulders. He knew the truth.<br/><br/>His thoughts came back to Sirius, head snapping at the sting of another application. He took the moment to look the man up and down, crossing his legs as he spoke again. He grinned downward for a moment, lifting a hand to push his hair back.<br/><br/>"Thanks." he chuckled lightly, "After a while, you gotta learn how to protect yourself when no one else will."<br/><br/>His voice was low and sultry, a glassy caramel coloured eye lifting to meet his teachers as they seemed to sink in deeper, unconsciously crossing his legs a little tighter.