That night, JJ decided it was time.
He wanted to get some rest in before that, so he set an alarm on the digital clock to midnight. Being fully rested would give him all the strength he needed for later.
Sleep was usually something JJ tried to avoid at all costs, the reason being the violent nightmares he usually had. But now, he wasn't afraid of that happening at all - because no matter what took place when he went to sleep, after tonight, it wouldn't be a foreshadowing of fate. It'd be nothing more than just some bad dreams.
By now, Mikey had returned. JJ didn't need to chase him down this time; he'd come back willingly. He was quiet and evidently stressed, but JJ didn't pay attention to that - he had bigger things on his mind.
But when the time came for sleep, that was when JJ set aside his anticipation and decided to admire his one and only for a little while. As they layed in the bed together, Mikey refused to look at him. He instead stared down, clearly lost in thought. JJ then slipped his hand under his chin, urging him to look up. Mikey finally met his eyes.
"It's okay, darling." JJ whispered, and began to stroke his face. "Just relax. Whatever unnecessary nonsense you had to deal with at their house is over now... I'm here for you."
Mikey didn't say anything. He ran his hand over his neck; doused in bruises from their engagement earlier. His face twinged with shame and disgust, and a light whine escaped him as the feelings surged strong.
JJ smiled at this. Leaving physical marks on him that proved he was his... oh, it was amazing.
"Whether you like it or not, you're my one and only." He thought. "No matter how much you're embarrassed about it, I'll always make it known who you belong to."
"Aw," He cooed, nudging Mikey closer to him. "Are you embarrassed that you had to go around looking like that all day?"
"Banana Kid misunderstood what it was." Mikey mumbled. "He thought you hit me, and I had to tell him what really happened."
"Did you?"
"Yes. He said that was "sexual harassment..." what does that mean?"
Silence.
"..."
"JJ? What's sexual harassment?"
"Nothing. It's nothing. Just ignore him," JJ abruptly sat up and turned off the lamp. "He's putting false ideas into your head. We're lovers, Mikey - of course I'm going to kiss and touch you. That's what boyfriends do. He's a fucking idiot for making me out to be some sexually driven freak."
Mikey shrank in fear, going silent again.
"The one time I let you go over there, and this is what happens." He finished, gazing at Mikey coldly. Even in the darkness, Mikey could still see his eyes watching him eerily. He swallowed.
"I'm sorry." He whimpered. Realizing what he was doing, JJ shook off his feelings for now.
"No, this isn't your fault." He clarified, settling back down again. "Not at all - it's his. But don't worry, my dear. I won't let him manipulate you again."
Not knowing how to feel, Mikey covered his eyes and turned around in the bed, facing away from him. In response, JJ pressed his body against Mikey's, and started to gently kiss the back of his neck.
"You don't have to worry, now that you're here." He soothed in between his gestures, ignoring Mikey's uncomfortable shivering. "Just relax and fall asleep, right next to me."
Eventually, Mikey was forced to get used to it, and managed to close his eyes and temporarily escape the situation he was in through sleep. JJ did the same, but he didn't expect to get a full night's rest - just a little bit of stamina for the events to come.
