𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 Mason Maybank and Rafe Cameron had a secret summer fling, but old feelings and tensions resurface when their paths cross again. Will they find a way to heal, or will they crumble under the weight of betrayals and secrets?
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𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐍
The sky darkened, and a chill had settled over them. The large screen flickered in the darkness, casting a glow over the audience. Everyone was completely absorbed in the film. Mason was busy munching on the snacks Kie had brought, already done with the ones he stashed from Kie's house. Mason's eyes were glued to the screen, when Pope whispered, "Guys," looking at Mason and JJ shifting uncomfortably where he stood.
"Yeah?" Mason asked, sipping his drink, his eyes glued to the screen, fully immersed in the movie.
"I gotta take a piss" Pope muttered.
JJ turned his head, giving Pope a disapproving look. "Hold it," he said flatly.
"I can't hold it" Pope whispered back, shifting in his seat "I drank too much soda"
Mason finally tore his eyes away from the screen, giving both of them a side-eye. "It's too exposed. They'll see us," JJ said, glancing over at Mason.
"I gotta go" Pope repeated, his voice edged with urgency. Mason let out an exaggerated sigh, clearly annoyed.
Mason glanced around, noticing the Kooks sitting by the bathrooms. "They're blocking the bathrooms" Pope whispered, echoing Mason's thoughts.
JJ clicked his tongue, and with a glance at Pope, he quickly made up his mind. "Come on. I know where," he said, getting up from his seat. Both Pope and Mason quickly followed.
"Where are y'all going?" Kie asked, eyebrows raised as she watched them stand.
"We gotta wrong it out," JJ hurriedly remarked over his shoulder.
"What? You gonna hold it for each other?" Kie asked sarcastically, rolling her eyes as she watched the boys walk away.
Walking behind the large outdoor screen, they slipped into the shadows. Pope and JJ quickly unbuckled their pants, finding a secluded tree. Not needing to go, Mason kept watch, his eyes darting around for any sign of trouble.
Pope let out a long sigh of relief. "This feels better than a blowjob," he said half-jokingly and half-serious.
JJ smirked glancing at Pope, "Like you know what that feels like."
Mason couldn't help but snicker. "This feels better than what 8 imagine a blowjob would feel like." He snorted, shaking his head at the absurdity.
JJ zipped up his pants and joined Mason. "Did you bring the peacemaker?" Pope questioned, his voice tight and low.
"Oh shit," JJ murmured, realization dawning on him. "I forgot"
Pope's face twisted in disbelief. "You forgot?" he asked, voice rising slightly. "Dude, you had one job! That's all I asked you to do, man."