Beneath The Surface (Barcode Tinnasit x Jeff Satur Boy's Love)

A Bitter Pill to Swallow

Barcode

Sleep evaded Barcode as he attempted to process the questions that swirled in his mind. How could Jeff leave him alone after everything that had happened between them? Surely it was something they needed to talk about, right?

While there wasn't exactly a 'code of conduct' for how to behave the day after confessing to the love of your life, Barcode felt certain there was a newfound tension between him and the man he loved.

Every emotion Barcode felt for Jeff ventured his heart further into foreign territory. While he admired and adored all of his colleagues, he knew the way his heart fluttered for him had always been different. But how could love cause his heart to ache this much? Just the idea of losing Jeff was enough to shatter Barcode's heart. No matter how hard he attempted to validate their friendship, his love for Jeff was different from his love for others. It was something more.

Last night changed everything.

After months of concealed pining, Barcode had finally mustered the courage to vocalize his emotions. But even before he could finish his tearful declaration, Jeff silenced him with a passionate kiss. Remembering the electrifying sensation of their lips pressed together made an intoxicating warmth bloom in his stomach.

But Jeff did more than just kiss his lips. He kissed the side of his temples, the back of his palms, the surface of his thighs...even the sensitive space between his legs. A blush gradually spreads across the boy's cheeks as he recalls the lewd image of Jeff's head bobbing rhythmically between his thighs.

"And you promised not to leave me," Barcode whimpers, pressing his face deeper into the soft fabric of the comforter.

Jeff

It wasn't typical for Jeff to leave Barcode by his lonesome. On any other occasion, the pair would eat their breakfast together, practice their lines, or take a walk before traveling to the set of their next scene.

But today was different.

Jeff needed to be alone with his thoughts. And if one thing about last night was painstakingly clear, thinking around Barcode was not his area of expertise.

His intentions for staying behind with Barcode began innocently enough. How could he let the boy stay behind on his own while the rest of the cast planned on celebrating somewhere at a bar? But rather than binging on the snack foods of Barcode's choice and jamming out to some of their favorite tunes, he ended up giving the kid a blowjob. How the hell did he even manage to screw up this badly?

Even as the question echoed in his mind, the answer was simple.

Love.

The moment Barcode tearfully confessed his emotions, Jeff's resolve melted away like the wax of a candlestick. Barcode was his sun. How could a mere candle withstand the heat of such radiant rays? Even as he exited the hotel lobby, Jeff knew the beating vessel buried in his chest no longer belonged to him. It belonged to the beautiful boy he left sleeping alone in a hotel room.

But the truth was a bitter pill to swallow.

Even if Barcode's 18th birthday was only two months away, the boy he loved was still considered a minor. And rather Jeff wanted to admit his mistake or not, he had crossed a line that should have never been crossed. If word of last night got publicized by the media, he would be labeled a pedophile before he even had time to defend himself. The press didn't care about the truth, they only wanted a story to sell. The last thing Jeff wanted was for Barcode to suffer because of his actions.