Odds Are We're Gonna Be Alright

You Make Me Wanna Make a Bad Decision

(Listen to Chapter 5 here! https://soundcloud.com/ficcable/chapter-5-odds-are-were-gonna-be-alright) 

After nearly 5 minutes of convincing Ryan to leave the bed, the two picked up their clothes strewn about the messy room. Matt offered to drive Ryan back to the office, so they did, everything feeling exactly the same as it had before, so much so that Matt wasn't fully convinced anything had even happened.

That is, until they saw Jackson and Harrison, sitting, bored in their editing room.

"Ugh, what took you guys so long?" asked Harrison, innocently enough.

Alarm bells started going off in Matt's head. He and Ryan hadn't talked about how they were handling this yet. Do they tell people what's going on? What was even going on?

"We were having sex, ha ha ," Ryan responded with mock-pride.

Matt's jaw nearly dropped to the floor.

Jackson laughed, short and sarcastic, "Sweet, dude! Now, can you please sign these friggin' legal documents so I can send them to the proper people. I'm gonna get lawyers on my ass, dude. I hate lawyers anywhere near my ass."

He shoved a stack of papers into Ryan's chest. Ryan turned to Matt quick, raising his eyebrows as if to say, "See? Nothing to worry about." Then he walked off to a far-away desk, needing to focus on what he was reading before he signed it.

Matt shook his head in utter disbelief, but he felt grateful that at least one of them knew how to handle themselves.

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By the time Ryan was done with the paperwork, he looked up to see everyone else had left the room. The setting sun painted the empty desks with a warm, orange glow. Taking the stack of papers with him, Ryan wandered through the Supermegaplex, looking for his friends. He found Matt fixing the stage of the Drunk Drawing set, moving the plants so they stood exactly the same distance from the couch on each side.

"Hey, where's Jackson?" Ryan asked nonchalantly.

Matt nearly jumped into the air and Ryan laughed, "Did you forget I was here?"

"No, of course not, I'm just focused on moving all this junk to look better on camera." He adjusted his glasses and looked at the set from farther away, using his fingers to frame the scene, double checking every detail.

Ryan nodded, setting his papers down on the cheap, wooden table that stood in front of the couch.

"Jackson and Harrison went to get food cause they were sick of waiting for you," Matt grinned, an eyebrow raised.

"I made an honest mistake, leave me alone," responded the grumpy one, plopping down on the couch between the fake ferns.

"Which part was the mistake?" Matt asked smugly.

Ryan couldn't shake the embarrassment of being caught red-handed in his room earlier, and his reddening face gave him away. However, he didn't want Matt to have the upper hand here, so he tried to think of the most crass thing he could possibly say.

"The mistake was allowing you to suck me off instead of letting me spread those tight little cheeks of yours," Ryan grinned, leaning back to put his arms over the back of the couch, satisfied with his answer.

And, oh, if looks could kill...

" Ryan! Someone's gonna catch on if you don't shut up."

Matt stood in front of him, arms crossed and fuming, but clearly shaken up.

"Sorry. You asked," smiled Ryan, acting innocent. "Come on, baby, sit next to me."