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

Kiss and Tell

Jeff

The world stopped spinning the moment Jeff's eyes landed on Barcode kissing Ta.

Perhaps he should have expected to see this sight at some point or another considering the way Ta stayed consistently shoved up Barcode's ass. But instead of Ta finally making his move he saw Barcode initiate the kiss.

In that instant, Jeff's soul was sapped straight from his body.

What the hell is happening right now?

"Barcode?"

Jeff calls out the boy's name as he shoves his way through the crowd. The desperation in his movements mimics a madman. Judging by the way Barcode's body stiffens Jeff can tell that the boy hears his voice.

"Jeff?" The boy questions aloud, his eyes parting in a daze.

By the time Jeff reaches him his body is trembling with anger. Without hesitation, his hand knots into the fabric of the boy's hoodie, yanking him away from Ta with enough force to send him tumbling against his chest.

"What the hell are you doing here?" He hisses through clenched teeth, his dark eyes brimming with tears. "You said you were going for a walk but instead you're kissing Ta?"

"P'Jeff?" Barcode pants out, clutching at the man to steady himself. "W-what do you mean? Why are you crying?"

Jeff's eyes narrowed at the boy's confusion. His eyes were clouded and his speech was muffled. Was Barcode drunk right now?

His eyes turn venomously to Ta. If looks could kill Ta Nannakun would be six feet under the ground.

"Look, Jeff, It's not what it looks like-" Ta starts, his voice drenched in panic. Even Ta knew when to pick his battles.

"You," Jeff hisses accusingly, pulling Barcode behind him. "You're trying to take advantage of him!"

"No!" Ta growls defensively, "It wasn't me! Some random guy just-"

Before the man can finish his sentence Jeff swings his fist, punching Ta directly in his stomach. The staggering force causes the man to grip his stomach in pain as he stumbles back.

"God damn it, Satur!" Ta groans, clutching his stomach. He knew Jeff could be protective but this was too much. "Why the hell do you care if we're kissing or not?"

Jeff releases his grip on Barcode only to close the distance between himself and the hunched man. Once he reaches Ta both of his hands knot into the collar of his shirt.

"Let me make this fucking clear," Jeff snarls into his face, causing the young man's eyes to widen. "Barcode is mine."

Ta parts his lips to speak but the shock is evident on his face. Perhaps it was foolish to make such a declaration in public but Jeff doubted anyone could hear his words over the loud music. Anger clouded his better judgment.

"And if I ever see you lay a finger on him again I promise you it will be the last thing you ever do. Do we understand each other?"

Ta swallows thickly.

"So, you two are together now?" He questions lowly.

Jeff scoffs at the remark, shoving the man away from him.

"Did that blow to the stomach knock out a few of your brain cells?" Jeff hisses. "Barcode has always been mine."

Ta gruffs at the aggressive remark as he straightens out his shirt.