★ Maizen: Paranoia

Chapter 2

"I'm so proud of you JJ, you know that right?"

They were both in bed now, with JJ on top while Mikey was underneath him, stroking his face. They would've already been having sex by now, but Mikey had wanted to express his feelings on the situation just once before they did.

"That's what I've praying for more than anything else." JJ whispered, his eyes locking with Mikey's, staring so deeply that Mikey couldn't help but blush in anticipation. "I never stopped thinking of you, Mikey. You were the only thing on my mind the entire time. Knowing you still care has made my world. I love you..."

JJ's hands curved around Mikey's sides as he leaned down, leaving a trail of wet kisses down the hybrid's neck. Mikey couldn't help but move around, his stomach doing flips as he relished finally being able to have him here again after what felt like an eternity of isolation. Yet even then, he couldn't help but feel a wave of embarrassment wash over him too. JJ noticed it by looking into his eyes again after he pulled his lips from his neck, a series of soft, exhausted breaths leaving him.

"Sweetheart?" He prompted.

"You don't mind, do you?" Mikey asked nervously, feeling jittery as JJ's hands rested on his hips and waist. "I know you probably noticed it by now.

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But before they could engage any further, the doorbell rang.

The sound confused both of them. What reason would anyone have to come to their house? Mikey peered closer and suddenly recognized who was behind the door through the openings in the wood, and volunteered to answer it before JJ could even distinguish who it was. He stayed in bed as Mikey opened the door.

"What are you doing here?" Mikey asked, hiding his lower half behind the door to avoid any unnecessary questions. The person there turned out to be Tom.

"JJ was released from jail today," He started. "How are you feeling about that?"

"Well-" Mikey didn't know whether to be honest or not, due to the consequences last time.

"Happy?" Tom interrupted, glaring. "Will and Mary wanted me to ask you that question, specifically. Since you think he's some sort of saint, and that his crimes don't matter, I'd assume that's correct?"

"That's not-" Mikey tried coming up with a defense. "I don't think his crimes don't matter! I think it's something he can learn from, and plus, he was insane when he did all of that, so-"

Tom pretended to laugh, slapping his knee for the full effect. "Really? I'm definitely telling everyone about this! Do you seriously think," He put off his act for now. "That anything can excuse literal murder? It wasn't even self-defense either! Like Will said at the meeting: Either you're an oblivious idiot, or you're genuinely trying to defend murder just because you've known JJ for a long time. What are you doing to do when he comes back to this village? Welcome him back, as if he's not some serial killer?"

Being horny and stressed definitely wasn't a good combination. Mikey had tried to manage a discussion up until now, but the constant interruptions and accusations were sending him over the edge.

Just then, he heard a creaking behind him. JJ was out of bed now, fully dressed again, and was spying on Tom from behind Mikey.

"Let me talk to him." He said, eyes narrowed and lit with anger.

"Nothing good will come from that interaction," Mikey thought, his stress only building. "I don't want JJ to be mad! He's supposed to be focusing on bettering himself, not people like Tom showing up at our door! Besides, he's probably even angrier after I told him about that time he tried to attack me at the meeting!"