𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙱𝚊𝚍 𝙱𝚘𝚢 (𝚋𝚡𝚋)

12.

a/n: i love this chapter for no reason
also i got back into my writing groove i'm so happy i missed u guys sm <3

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Jaxon and Shawn make eye contact. They had completely misread the entire Timothy situation.

Jaxon takes a sip from Shawn's drink. "We can totally help you!"

"Yeah," Shawn grabs his drink back and takes another sip. "Have you guys ever like...Talked?"

"Briefly. I helped him get his friend home one night after he got too drunk but...I haven't got the balls to actually have a conversation."

Jaxon sits up and smiles. "You should buy him a drink!"

"I wish I could. I'm too scared! What do I even say afterward? I mean-.."

"Here. Follow me to the bar." Jaxon stands up and Shawn and Timothy follow him. They both take seats and Jaxon turns to Timothy.

"Uh...Order two Margaritas." Jaxon smiles and leans against the bar. Once the drinks were set in front of Jaxon, he picks up both glasses and walks over to the mystery man.

Shawn raises his eyebrows. "This should be interesting."

"What is he doing?" Timothy asks.

Jaxon sets the drink down in front of the man, a smile on his face. "Hi. I'm Jaxon."

"Hello, Jaxon. I'm Armonn." He smiles and looks down at the drink. "You must be hitting on me if you bought me a drink."

Jaxon takes a sip from his drink. "Mm. Not me, you see that guy over there? The one in the red shirt?"

"Ooh. Yeah, I know him," Armonn picks up the drink, taking a sip while making direct eye contact with Timothy. "Mr. Stealing glances from across the bar."

Jaxon smiles again. "Mhm. Well, to be honest with you he's a little nervous. Apparently, you're intimidating."

Armonn chuckles at him. "He thinks that?"

"Mhm. You should come and join us." Jaxon smiles and picks up his drink again. "You'll make him happy."

Armonn smiles and grabs his drink. "Okay. Why not? Who's the one with the tattoos?"

"Oh, that one is mine." Jaxon smiles as they make their way across the bar.

Timothy's eyes widen when he realizes Jaxon and Armonn were headed their way. He turns to the bar and grabs the drink he ordered, taking a large gulp of it.

"Hey, guys. This is Armonn," Jaxon reaches out for Shawn's hand. "Armonn, this is my fiancé, Shawn. And...You know Timothy."

Timothy turns to face Armonn. "H-Hey."

"Hey. Tryna win my heart by buying me drinks?" Armonn smiles as he tilts his head.

"If that's what it takes," Timothy replies.

Armonn smiles again and looks at Shawn. "Nice to meet you. Your fiancé is quite the sweet talker. If I didn't know any better I'd think he was hitting on me."

Shawn nods his head, putting his hand around Jaxon's waist in a possessive way. "That's him."

Jaxon hears a song turn on and grabs Shawn's arm. "Oh my god, I love this song! Will you dance with me?"

Shawn stands up and nods. He turns to Timothy and Armonn. "Duty calls. We'll leave you two to it."

Shawn follows Jaxon out on the dance floor. "You don't even know this song." He whispers to Jaxon as they find their spot.

Jaxon giggles and nods. "I know. I just wanna give them time to get to know each other."

Shawn shakes his head. "I feel like such a dick. All Timothy wanted was a friend."

"I know right! We were such assholes." Jaxon sighs and takes another sip from his drink. "They seem to be...Okay? Right?"

Shawn glances over at the two at the bar. "Yeah. Armonn is doing that flirty leg swing you do."

Jaxon furrows his brows. "Excuse me?"

"It's true."

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Jaxon was swaying his body against Shawn as music loudly played throughout the club. He has a drink in his hands and his eyes were closed, feeling Shawn's hands running up and down his hips.

He suddenly turns around to face Shawn. He chugs the rest of his drink empty and sets his cup down. He wraps his arms around Shawn's neck.

"Do you think I'm the hottest person in here right now?"

Shawn nods his head quickly. "Of course I do. I bet every guy in here is jealous." He slips his hands into the back pockets of Jaxon's skinny jeans, pressing their bodies closer together.

"You think so?" Jaxon asks.

"Of course," Shawn leans down and kisses Jaxon's neck. "Especially with these skinny jeans and your revealing shirt. I bet guys wish they could touch you the way I am."

Jaxon bites his lip. "Fuck, that's hot. Wanna take me to the bathroom?"

"And leave our friends?"

Jaxon glances over at the two who were both laughing together. He looks back at Shawn. "I don't think they'll mind."

Shawn licks his lips, taking his hands out of Jaxon's pockets. He turns him around by his shoulders, hooking his finger in Jaxon's belt loop as they make their way to the bathroom.

Timothy wipes under his eyes from laughing too hard. "How long have you known her?"

"For a while. It was so strange though." Armonn shakes his head. "How about you? How is work going?"

"It's fine, honestly. Nothing serious. Data entry isn't the most eventful job, to be honest, and...I hope to move to a higher position soon."

Armonn nods his head attentively. "That's good. I love a man with a goal," He takes a sip from his drink and glances at the dance floor. "Hey. Where'd your friends go?"

Timothy turns his head as well to look at the dance floor. He searches with his eyes for a few seconds and shrugs. "Hm...Maybe they went to the bathroom?"

Armonn chuckles. "Ooh. Right. They're engaged, right? They seem so...Young."

"Yeah, Jaxon is still in college. I think he's twenty-two. And Shawn is twenty-three."

"Oh wow. Can't believe they're already tied down and shit. Lucky bastards."

"Amen to that," Timothy grabs his glass and holds it up to Armonn, who clinks his glass against his. They both take a sip from their drink when Timothy stands up. "Come dance with me."

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