Jayden is an openly gay man, Grayson is a closeted 'straight' man.
Grayson struggles admitting his sexuality as a bisexual man. For the first time, Grayson has caught feelings for another man, named Jayden, which ends up leading the two lovers to c...
Context: This chapter is an alternative version of one of my other chapters titled "Prank Gone Wrong". Except this version is a lot more- 'spicy' *wink wink*
SIDE NOTE! In this version, Kristal does NOT sleepover at Jayden's place. It's only Jayden and Grayson.
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Grayson's POV
I rub my eyes before getting out of bed and sluggishly make my to the bathroom to wash my face. If it wasn't for my fingertips being green, I wouldn't have even noticed all the SHIT DRAWN ALL OVER MY FACE. I run over to the mirror only to be found with huge purple circles around my eyes, a red mustache, and a crazy-looking green beard scribbled all over my face with a marker. It looks like... Permanent marker. Just when I thought things couldn't get any worse. "JAYDEN!!!!!!!"
After I finished showering I dried my wet hair with a towel and put on my black 'Stop looking at my dick' sweatpants and nothing else. It's too hot for a shirt. I make my way downstairs to be greeted by Jayden who is mischievously giggling on the sofa with his hand covering his mouth. It only made me even angrier. "It's not fucking funny bro!"
I feel my blood boil at the fact that he thinks this is funny. It would've been funny if he used washable markers. But he used PERMANENT makers?!?!? "I spent hours in the shower trying to scrub off all that shit from my face!!! IT'S ALL RED NOW CAUSE OF YOU!!" I yell in fustration.
"You look like a tomato now!" He hysterically cracks up at the sight of my ridiculously red face. It also doesn't help that my body is filled with boiling hot anger. It's probably making my face even redder.
"How would you like it if I did something to your face? Huh?" I say as I walk down the stairs.
"Ohhhh I'm soo scared." Jayden sarcastically says while looking down at his phone. "What are you gonna do? Make my face red like yours?" He laughs.
"Actually, yeah. That is what I'm gonna do." I say in a low, vicious tone as I smirk.
"Okay." He rolls his eyes while continuing to stare at his phone.
Jayden is playing on thin ice right now. He's really testing me. Pushing me to my limits. He doesn't know that I'm this close to lashing out on him. I steadily creep my way over to him, trying to keep my cool and not let his annoying sarcasm get the best of me. But he's basically begging for it at this point.
"You thinking I'm joking?"
"Duh! How are you possibly gonna make my face red? Scribbling my face with markers? Yeah, real original Grayson."
THAT'S IT! He's done it now!
Without hesitation, my hand wraps around his neck, catching him by surprise. Jayden gasps for air by the sudden force around his neck. "You still think I'm fucking joking??" I say as my face comes in close contact with his. My large hand grips around his neck tightly, but not too firm to choke him out. But just tight enough to scare him.
