Beyond Binary Horizons - Oligie

Where was Justin? 💶

It was already night and I still haven't gotten a proper explanation from Justin to why he wasn't at school for the past two months. Every time I tried to talk to him in private he would make an excuse but during spin the bottle he went out to talk with Regie then headed alone to the stairs, this is my chance to talk to him in private.

As soon as Regie finally left I headed upstairs to Justin's room which was in the attic floor. I knocked and waited for a reply, after sounds of shuffling from the other end the door creaked open,
"That was really qui- oh." Justin mumbled before his eyebrows knitted into a worried position,
"What's up?" I asked casually trying to act as if nothing was wrong,
"Nothing much, just trynna sleep. How about you following me up here?" Justin questioned with a forced laugh,
"Where were you?" I asked him for the third time today,
"I already told you, I was looking after my mom,"
"I know you're lying. I'll give you another chance to tell the truth," I opened the door and forced myself in pushing Justin back.

"I- ...was earning money,"
"Yeah, you were," I said looking into his eyes causing him to look down,
"I'm sorry,"
"Why's that? I'm okay with you 'earning money'," I spoke sarcastically,
"Stop fucking with me," he insisted his voice cracking as if he was about to break down,
"Look, I was okay with your job even though everyone was judging me for my true mate being a stripper... but a fucking prostitute?!" I shouted at him causing him to fall to his knees and cover his face, I heard sniffling come from him as he started shaking.

I calmed myself down crouching down next to him and placing a hand on his back and circling my thumb in an attempt to comfort him,
"I love you. I don't want you to get hurt." I sighed. He looked up at the ceiling with tears staining his cheeks and took a deep breath before grabbing my arm and using my sleeve to wipe his nose. I lightly laughed at him and wiped his firm wet cheeks before quietly asking, "Why wouldn't you ask me for the money?"
"Your dad already hates me, why give him another reason," he murmured leaning on my shoulder his cinnamon scent was strong rapidly filling the room,
"Why do you give a fuck about him?" I asked leaning in closer,
"Am I not going to be a part of your family one day?" He asked looking me up at my eyes, I smiled looking back at his captivating eyes twinkling in the dim light and his scent overpowering the room before kissing him gently as he wrapped his arms around my neck and I carried him towards his mattress slowly lowering him down onto the low down sleeping area, glazing his porcelain skin with messy desperate kisses.

The door creaked open slightly,
"Get off each other he's in heat," Regie spoke from behind us,
"Oh shit," I said pulling myself away from his perfect plump lips,
"Here, the heat suppressants you asked for, do you need help or...?" Regie questioned looking at me suspiciously as Justin sat up and caught the packet that was thrown at him,
"It's fine, if things go too far there's always Bae here," Justin replied smiling pointing at the man who was sleeping on the mattress next to him.

"I forgot he was here, I wish I slept with you instead," I noted,
"Can he please stay over?" Justin asked as he took the pills downing it with a bottle of Pepsi max he found lying on the floor, the room was trashed with bottles and food mixed with skimpy bright clothes and the mattress was becoming submerged into the mess due to Justin not having a bed frame.
"Sure, I need to head back to Oli quick," Regie replied,
"Why didn't you take him with you?" Justin questioned,
"This fucking bitch started causing a scene," Regie grumbled pointing towards me,
"Before you start talking about what I've done wrong think about the place that you're running, making strippers into sex workers," I retorted before covering my mouth in shock after realising what I said,
"...Justin?" Regie croaked,
"It was a long time ago, my mom was sick," Justin spoke quietly,
"You could've asked me,"
"It was a lot of money," Justin sighed lowering his head, "Just fucking leave me alone, all you guys do is judge me," He continued before turning himself over on the bed and covering himself in the duvet. Regie hesitated for a moment leaving an awkward air between us before heading out and closing the door.

"I'm so sorry," I apologised trying to hug him from behind leading him to repeatedly elbow me away,
"Fuck off," He sniffled, I made my way under the covers with him and tackled him pinning him down in a hug while he tried to squirm his way out thrashing his body onto me before he eventually just gave up,
"This doesn't mean I like you, you can sleep with that fucking boner," Justin maintained quickly grabbing my balls causing a silent scream to come out from me as I pulled his hand off,
"You should stop taking those suppressants if you wanna have a family with me," I laughed through the pain of being hard,
"You should protect your balls," he rebutted positioning himself more comfortably in my arms. His bright ocean veins allowed me to see his perfect face drift to sleep with a small velvet pout.