𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙱𝚊𝚍 𝙱𝚘𝚢 (𝚋𝚡𝚋)

8. (X)

a/n: there will be fluff at the end of this chapter if you'd like to skip !! as always, don't feel obligated to read if this makes you uncomfortable !!

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Jaxon grabs Shawn's button-up shirt from the hanger, buttoning it up halfway, letting one of his shoulders show. He stands in front of the mirror and sighs. He sits down and grabs his lotion, moisturizing his legs.

He stands back up and walks into the living room as he waits for Shawn to get home.

He hears the door handle move and looks over to see Shawn walking into the house. Jaxon smiles as he stands up, walking up to Shawn. "Hi, welcome home."

Shawn looks down at him, smiling softly. "Hey."

Jaxon reaches out to put his arms around his neck. "How was work?" He reaches his hands down to Shawn's jacket zipper, undoing it.

"It was fine," Shawn tries to step away though Jaxon doesn't let go. "Can you let go? I wanna go sit down."

"In a minute," Jaxon slides the jacket off Shawn's shoulders. "I wanna talk about today."

"We don't have to. The argument is over." Shawn sets his bag down on the ground.

"I know but," Jaxon reaches up to start unbuttoning his own shirt. "I don't want you to think I doubt you. I trust you one thousand percent. And I'm sorry."

Shawn watches Jaxon, biting his lip. "What are you doing?"

"Nothing," Jaxon says flirtatiously, not losing eye contact. "Does it look like I'm doing something?"

Shawn just watches Jaxon as he unbuttons his shirt all the way. Jaxon smiles and reaches down to grab the bottom of Shawn's shirt, throwing it off his head.

"I just wanted to let you know how sorry I am," Jaxon steps closer, leaning in to kiss Shawn on the lips. "Can I do that?"

Shawn kisses back before nodding. "Mhm."

Jaxon smiles as he leans back in to kiss Shawn again, reaching one of his hands down to stick his hand down into Shawn's pants. He palms Shawn through his boxers while standing on his tiptoes to kiss Shawn.

Shawn lets out a breath and leans toward Jaxon more. "Jealously brings out a different side of you, huh?"

"Mhm," Jaxon attaches himself to Shawn's neck. "You can't blame me though? Have you seen yourself?"

Shawn licks his lips and he brings his hand up to rest on Jaxon's waist. "Fuck," He breathes.

Jaxon pulls away before leaning in to kiss his lips again. Shawn kisses back, grabbing him by the waist to lift him up. Jaxon moans softly as he wraps both legs around Shawn.

Shawn walks them to their bedroom, throwing Jaxon down on the bed. He grabs his keys out of his pockets, as well as his phone and wallet, throwing them down on the bedside table.

Jaxon watches him as he takes his belt off and throws it on the ground. Shawn crawls back over to hover over Jaxon before leaning down to kiss him again.

"I want you to remind me why I'm so jealous," Jaxon says as he pulls away, a smile on his face.

Shawn chuckles and shakes his head. "You're such a brat," He reaches down to stick his hands into Jaxon's boxer this time, roughly palming him.

Jaxon throws his head back, a smile still on his face.

Shawn keeps at it while leaving kisses down his torso. Jaxon moans at this, shaking his head. "Y-You don't have to do all of this."