Crossing Lines

Bonus Chapter: the one where he wins

Evan POV:

I only had one problem.

Jake.

My competitive streak had chilled out since I stopped putting too much pressure on myself. I didn't care enough about most sports to really throw myself into it. But obviously that all went out the window when it came to Jake.

I may love the dude but it was seriously a problem that he was just good at everything. I swear the guy never learned how to lose.

It was insufferable and if he wasn't the love of my life, I'd hate him. I kinda wanted to wrap my arms around his neck, either in a hug or a chokehold. I'd honestly be down for either.

Adam had gotten Jake a switch for his birthday. I'd been happy about it at first. That was until we started playing Super Mario Bros and every time Jake would get to the flag first or rack up more points and his stupid toad character would walk around with a crown on his head he'd get that stupid grin on his face.

He was trying not to gloat considering it was a game we weren't even competing against each other in. But I could see the gloating all over his dumb face. He was doing a happy celebration dance in his head every time, I just knew it.

He wasn't fooling me.

"That's fucking it." I snapped as Jake beat me again.

Not that he could technically beat me because we both passed the world and really that was all that mattered. It wasn't a competition. It wasn't but it also was and I kept losing.

"Ev come on, we're almost at the castle." Jake sighed.

"Nope, I'm done." I dropped the controller with a pout.

"Pick it back up and let's go."

The bossy side of Jake wasn't anything new. He was a total control freak and really just a complete menace. He liked to boss me around and most of the time I liked listening to him.

Most of the time, today though he could go to Mario hell.

"Fuck off." I stuck my tongue out at him.

I was being super mature about this. I honestly should get an award for how well I was handling myself.

"Fine we can play something else." Jake relented.

"Mario kart?" I asked perking right back up.

"If you want to lose at that too." He nodded that smug look on his face.

Again I wanted to wrap my hands around him, his dick or his neck. I wasn't super picky.

"You wish, I'm about to beat your ass." I grabbed the controller a wide smile on my face.

"Wanna bet?" He raised an eyebrow at me.

It had turned into a thing. Small bets just to see who would crack first. It started with one argument that had turned into a who would last longer without sex bet. I obviously won, despite Jake claiming that I cheated.

Since then we'd thrown around random bets whenever we wanted to rile the other up. Jake tended to win most of the them, alright he won like all of them. He was just too good at everything.

Today was going to be different. I'd win and then I'd laugh in Jake's stupid but handsome face.

"If I win I get to be the little spoon." I called out.