Info - jealousy, angst, mentions of sex and virginity
"Look," I said excitedly as I showed my boyfriend a picture of the new Percy Jackson series. Because of this, Logan was getting an uptick in attention.
Logan and I had been friends for years. We'd gone to the same school together. We were both aspiring actors. We'd been thick as thieves at one point. When he'd landed Percy Jackson I was so happy for him. He deserved this role. However, it did mean we drifted apart a bit. Afterward we caught up.
When Timothée and I had began to date, I saw him less. However, we were always proud of one another.
"I bet I'd make a good Demi god," Timothée groused.
"Oh not this again," I said with an eye roll. "You've played a king, isn't that enough? Not to mention an intergalactic duke turned Messiah."
"Yeah but I wasn't your first," he grumbled.
"Oh stop it. You know me and Logan are only friends. We decided to do that so we knew our first time wouldn't be with someone who didn't care," I soothed him. I was massaging his shoulder blades. Logan was a sore spot for Timothée.
"You know I only have eyes for you right?" I asked.
"How should I know, you talk about Logan enough," he pouted.
"Oh you little baby," I scoffed.
"Is it so bad to want all your affection? All your attention? Is it so bad I'm addicted to you?" He asked dramatically.
"If it stops me from being happy for my friend," I teased. His lips turned downward. I rolled my eyes again and grabbed his jaw. I began to pepper kisses all over his face.
"Come on, believe me, believe all I want is you," I prompted.
"Mmmm," he grumbled.
"You know you want to give me that precious smile," I cooed. I was continuing to kiss. His mouth was twitching.
"Come onnn," I said in a sing song voice. Finally, he was smiling.
"Oh alright," he gave in.
"There's my pretty face," I said and ran my hands through his curls.
"Don't be jealous, you're the only one I want," I sighed. Our lips met and I hoped he felt all my admiration.
