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Chapter 7: A Different Perspective

Ramon Pov:

Johns body crumpled in on itself and Ramon easily caught it before he fell to the ground.
He lowered his head down onto his lap and stroked a hand through his brown hair, not caring about the grease.
Stupid, stupid boy.
He just couldn't leave this alone, could he?
Of course Ramon had known about John's little stalking habit and had been more than happy to indulge him a bit.
He couldn't have known that he would decide to call Jacques now out of all times.

He surpressed any rage he might have felt towards the tacky pink phone or John since he knew that this was his fault.
He knew that he shouldnt have kept the phone at all or at least put in on quiet but he just couldn't help himself.
Whenever John attempted to call Jacques and he heard the ring tone he felt like the boy was calling HIM.
Ramon blushed a bit.
He knew this.. Infatuation... With John was getting out of hand.
The others had warned him countless times but he didnt want to hear it, shutting them up real quick whenever someone brought up the topic.
He couldn't remember the last time he felt this much genuine affection for anyone, much less a mortal like him.
He was special, even if  the the others couldn't see it.
And now.. Well now it was too late anyway, wasn't it?
He looked over John's unconscious form, drinking in every inch.
The boy knew.
Not the details no, but enough to get the police involved.
Ramon swallowed when his gaze drifted over the boys bloody knuckles.
It couldn't be helped.
With a barely suppressed grin he hoisted John up and carried him away.

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Ramon layed John down gently onto his bed, knowing that it would take a while for him to wake up from the slumber he put him under.
He couldn't help but blush at the sight of the brunette all cozied up under his sheets.
His hands reached out one last time to pet the bedding down properly and then he leaned over the side table to turn off the lights.

A sudden icy breeze made him halt in his movement and he stood up straight, smiling pleasantly.

"Good morning Jonathan."

He turned around to face his roommate standing in the doorway, leaning against the frame with a frown and his arms crossed in that usual unimpressed way of his.

"Don't good morning me, Ramon! What",   he wildly waved one hand in the general direction of the bed, "the fuck is going on here?? Why is your stupid human in our house? Don't just stand there and smile, answer me!"

"First of all it wasn't my fault-"

"Like hell it wasn't! Tell me what happened, now! Actually wait, come down and explain it to all of us. Ted isn't happy either you know?"

Ramon raised one eyebrow and asked: "And Juanpé?"

Jonathan rolled his eyes and ran a hand through his platinum hair.

"I don't fucking know. I don't think the little brat does either.. He'll probably just go along with whatever Ted says."

Ramon hummed "Hm probably."

With that he snapped the button of the lamp off and followed the blonde downstairs into the parlor, getting cussed out all the while.

Once they arrived Ted was standing in front of the big fireplace, glaring onto the empty couch in front of him that was no doubt reserved just for him.
Now nice of them.

On the armchair beside him sat Juanpé, his already petite form made even smaller by the way he was curled up like a cat.

Both of their heads snapped over to the newly arrived duo when they reached the bottom of the stairs.
Ramon grinned at them and gave a little wave which Juanpé started to return quite happily until he looked up at Ted's angry expression.
After that the corners of his mouth also turned down and the pointedly crossed his arms in a way that made him look like a sulking child.
It was kinda cute if you asked Ramon.

They didn't ask him though and instead Jonathan grabbed him by his neck and steered him towards his seat.

"Didn't peg you for the Kinky type Jonathan~ wonders never cease. Not that I want to peg YOU-"

Jonathan growled from frustration and hardly shoved him down.

"God do you ever just shut the fuck up Ramon!?"

"I'm sure you could find a way to to occupy my mout-"

With a flick of Juanpés wrist his lips suddenly refused to part, do doubt thanks to an instruction from Ted.
The boy shot him an apologetic look and gave a light shrug as if to say 'welp, what can you do?'.
Well it certainly was one way of getting him to be quiet.

"Ramon?", asked Ted.

"Hmph??"
Ramon looked up with his best innocent expression on his face.

"Why", he pinched the bridge of his nose, "the FUCK would you think bringing a human here would be a good idea!? Especially this human? We don't need him!"

He waited for an answer which obviously didn't come.
His shoulders slumped a bit.

"Right.. Juanpé would you free his mouth please?"

The black haired boy in question flicked his wrist again and just like that Ramon was free to speak.

"Well, my dear friend, you see the thing is that I didn't have much of a choice in the matter, unfortunately."

Jonathan glared down at him
"Explain."

"You see he was being all cute and trying to sneak after me again-"

"Please just cut to the part where you decided to kidnap him."

"Right, right gotcha. You see he kinda had a breakdown over his little friend and I of course went to comfort him.
I just put my hand on his shoulder when the phone started to ring.. My newly acquired one.
Well, I panicked and put him to sleep and here we are."

He grinned brightly, spreading his arms and looking at the others expectantly.

The expressions in the room ranged from confused to shocked to absolutely livid.
The latter being Jonathan who ripped Ramons head up by his hair, forcing him to look into his eyes.

"I fucking told you to put in on quiet! You shouldn't have kept that piece of junk in the first place, god fucking dammit Ramon!"

"Look I know, I know but this will be fine, alright? I have a plan."

Ted crossed his arms, still glaring: "Oh do you now?"

Ramon mockingly grasped his heart as if the other had gravely offended him
"Who do you take me for? I always have a plan."

Jonathan wasn't buying it, raising one perfectly plucked eyebrow: "Uh huh let's hear it then genius."

"Right, this all started because of John's friend, didn't it? If we show him that Jacques is fine and that we'll keep him being fine as long as he doesn't spill anything he won't go to the police."

For the first time Juanpé spoke up: "But he's not fine though, is he? He's in a coma!"

Ramon shrugged: "There are ways around that. We just temporarily have to make it appear like he is."

Juanpé seemed to accept this easily enough and even Ted didn't voice anymore concerns.
Jonathan on the other hand wasn't satisfied.

"Nice plan but how do you figure we'll go about that? We don't even have him, he's in the high security wing of the hospital thanks to Rambo."

"Right. So I need you to infiltrate the hospital and get Jacques back out."

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"I what now?"