The Big Brilliant Book Of Emon One-Shots

Protection

"JJ get off!"

Simon struggled under the weight of JJ, trying to push the black guy off him. They were doing a Q&A, but JJ still hadn't stopped with the leg pulling even after the question 'wrestle JJ' was over

Yes, it was funny at first, but now Simon was panicking, because Josh had left the room, and he knew Ethan was somewhere in the house.

"JJ! Come on!"

"Sorry, but you're fucking gorgeous."

"JJ!" Simon pushed him again, but he didn't budge. "I've got a boyfriend!"

He was afraid JJ didn't hear that, and even if he did, afraid he didn't care.

Simon heard the door open, and bit his lip, looking away in attempt to ignore whoever just came in. Hoping it wasn't who he though it was, he squeezed his eyes closed.

"JJ! What the FUCK are you doing?!"

JJ froze in his tracks, and Simon swallowed hard. It was him. He tried to warn him. He tried so hard.

"Uhh..."

"Get off my boyfriend before I smash your fucking head in!"

Simon felt JJ's weight get heavier. He was now just trying to piss Ethan off more, and from Simon's experience, that was not a good idea.

"E-Ethan," Simon turned to look at him, his eyes sparkling and desperate. "Help..."

He coughed, and tried to push again. No. Fuck. He was beginning to feel light headed. He couldn't breathe, and he couldn't feel himself.

Ethan could see this, and Simon could hear his anger.

"Get. Off. Him."

JJ looked at Ethan, and smirked, getting off slowly, but then lying straight back on him.

"I SAID GET OFF!"

Simon didn't want to watch, but he had no choice. JJ was thrown off of him, pinned down and beat up in a matter of seconds. Simon could see limbs and hear screams, before Ethan stopped and stood slowly, but angrily.

Simon saw JJ cower over to the corner, his face battered and bruised. There was blood on his hand, and on the floor, and he was hiding his face to stop any further damage.

Ethan looked over to Simon, who lay coughing and wheezing. With a hurt smile, he held his hand out, and Simon grabbed it desperately, clinging on as Ethan helped him up and slumped him into his arms.

"You never touch my boyfriend like that AGAIN, got it?" Ethan looked at JJ who said nothing. "GOT IT?!"

JJ slowly nodded, and Simon buried his head into Ethan's shoulder. God, he wanted this to end. He wanted to go upstairs and cry, cry himself to sleep, and wake up as if nothing happened.

"Don't worry Sweetcheeks." Ethan said, kissing Simon's forehead, who whimpered but continued to move his fingers softly and delicately over Ethan's chest. "He can't hurt you anymore. You're safe with me now."

Ethan took one last look at JJ, flipping him the middle finger, before turned his back and walking off with Simon slumped over his shoulder.

-I remember watching this video and thinking how jealous Ethan would get if they were together, but maybe that's just because I think Emon into everything.-