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Say I Love You (JASPAR): ©Skiller0Dani

THIS ONE IS A JASPAR ONE. I WILL ABSOLUTELY WRITE JASPAR. OMG PLEASE MAKE JASPAR REQUESTS. (ALSO LOOK AT THIS GIF IT'S MY FAVORITE JASPAR GIF EVER. LINK: https://66.media.tumblr.com/b9de9da30d195e3db38c4e3be916b8f0/tumblr_nscn7uABWZ1unpmb3o1_400.gif ) 

WARNING: IT IS SLIGHTLY DIRTY, THERE IS NO SMUT BUT IT'S A LITTLE RAUNCHY SO IF YOU DON'T LIKE THAT KIND OF THING DON'T READ THIS! 

Song: For Him by Troye Sivan 

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~DaNi

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Caspar could feel it, he could feel the exact moment that it happened. It wasn't even an exact moment really, it was every time Joe looked at him. When their eyes would connect, something in Caspar's gut would twist. He tried to deny it because he could not fall in love with Joe.  He buried it down, trying to desperately distract his sinful mind when Joe would walk around the house shirtless. His taut tanned muscles rippling downward as Caspar noticed the dip down to Joe's lower region, mapped out by his sharp edged v lines. Oh yeah, Caspar noticed. He swallowed a lump in his throat, trying to focused on his computer sitting in his lap. He rested his feet on the coffee table as Joe moved in the kitchen. Caspar stole a glance to the side, noticing the loose grey sweatpants that Joe was wearing, and Caspar loved them so much. They hung just low enough on Joe's hips, and revealed parts of Joe's lower back Caspar normally didn't get to see. Joe turned, causing Caspar to snap his head back to his computer screen. Joe kept doing what he was doing, completely oblivious of Caspar's growing attraction towards him. 

"You alright mate?" Joe's pleasantly raspy voice asked Caspar as he moved to sit next to him on the couch. 

"Yeah. Yeah I'm good." Caspar says quickly, trying to sound as normal as he can. Caspar kept his eyes firmly on the screen as Joe focused on something in his cup of tea that he made. 

"You just get up?" Caspar asked Joe who shifted, turning his body towards Caspar. 

"Yeah, I'm surprised to see you up." He remarks, knowing Caspar often sleeps in. 

"Couldn't sleep." Caspar says, shutting his computer and standing from his spot on the couch. His mind wanders back to the night before, the way he tossed and turned unable to sleep without feeling Joe's warmth. Or without being able to reach out and drag his fingertips across his bare skin. Caspar eventually gave up on sleep as his mind began to wander to wonderfully sinful dirty images of him and Joe. It's like for the first time Caspar began to realize how beautiful Joe was, how sculpted he is. Like something straight from the runway, almost heavenly. Joe watches Caspar walk towards the kitchen as he tightly grips the counter. Caspar runs his hand over the surface wondering how lovely Joe would look bent over it. He straightens up, trying to clear his mind of the clouding thought. 

"Casp, are you okay? You're worrying me..." Joe says, standing and moving towards Caspar. He reaches out to touch Caspar's shoulder but Caspar jumps back. He's sure he wouldn't be able to survive skin to skin contact at the moment. Joe looks hurt as he shrinks away from Caspar, unsure of why he did that. 

"Y-Yeah, sorry I didn't meant to you just...scared me." Caspar says unconvincingly and Joe nods. 

"I'm going to go get ready. Heading out with some lads." Joe says and Caspar can't help but let in the dark cloud of jealousy. 

"Who?" He asks, not meaning to sound so firm. 

"The Maynards." Joe says, moving to the stairs. Caspar's heart drops, disliking the thought of Joe and Jack being close to each other. He knows that Jack can get handsy with Joe, running his hands down Joe's arms and chest. Caspar grips the railing as he feels the anger boiling through him to the point he feels like he's going to shatter the metal handling. The thought of Jack running his hands over Joe's small form makes Caspar want to tear his hair out. Joe emerges from the downstairs, wearing his black v-neck and tight jean shorts. Caspar feels his breath hitch in his throat as he sees Joe's bare collar bones peeking through the shirt. His eyes gravitate downwards as Joe looks down at his phone. The shorts hug his legs tightly, showing too much thigh for Caspar's liking. He bites his tongue to avoid saying something and upsetting Joe, so he moves to the table, sitting in the chair closest to the stairs.  

"Alright Casp I'll be back." Joe says, sending him a smile and shutting the door after him.

"Cheers." Caspar says bitterly, feeling as though he's about to explode because of how many different emotions he's feeling right now. He groans, knowing he won't be able to keep all this in for much longer. But he can't tell Joe it would just freak him out. Caspar groaned knowing there was only one person he could tell who wouldn't judge him. Oli. Caspar lifted his phone, asking Oli to come around the flat. 

An hour or so later, Caspar and Oli were sat on Caspar's bed. Oli clasped his hands together, knowing Caspar needed to say something big. Caspar didn't know how to word it, because words didn't seem to be enough. So he came right out with it. 

"I'm falling in love with Joe." The air seemed to hang heavier after that. Caspar refused to look Oli in the eyes, feeling ashamed and embarrassed. 

"That's okay Caspar, that's fine." Oli says soon after, causing Caspar to look up at him. 

"What?" He asks, unsure if he heard Oli correctly. 

"I said it's okay Caspar." Oli says again, not thinking any differently about his friend. 

"You're not grossed or weirded out?" Caspar asks and Oli shakes his head no. 

"I kind of already suspected that you did anyway." Oli tells him, leaning back. 

"So what's the problem buddy?" Oli asks Caspar, knowing that he wouldn't have said anything without there being a problem. 

"It's kind of taking over my whole life. It's all I can think about, he's all I can think about. I can hardly even look at him in the same way because every time I look at him I just want to..." Caspar trails off, looking up at Oli. 

"You just want to kiss him?" Oli finishes, and Caspar nods. 

"I don't know what to do. I can't tell Joe, he'd completely freak out. But I can't not say anything anymore. It's past that, I can hardly function around him and he's my roommate." Caspar says, sounding slightly panicked. 

"I don't think he'd react badly Caspar. I think he'd need to sort of digest it. Let it sink in and think about it for a little bit. But then he'd be fine once he'd come to terms with it." Oli tries to reassure. 

"Or he could hate me." Caspar says, looking away from Oli. 

"I know for a fact that Joe could never hate you Caspar." Oli said, his head moving towards a noise coming from upstairs. 

"That'll be Joe." Oli said, causing Caspar's panicked expression to shift from the wall to the door. Oli stood, moving towards the stairs. 

"Tell him Caspar." He says before going up the stairs. He bumps into Joe who smiles happily at him. 

"Aye buddy! Where are you off to? Why are you even here?" Joe laughs, causing Oli to smirk. 

"Caspar called me round, and I have to go to a meeting so I'll be seeing you buddy." Oli says throwing a wave as Joe moves downstairs. He peeks his head in Caspar's room, seeing him facing away from the door. 

"Caspar are you alright seriously, you aren't acting like yourself." Joe says, moving into Caspar's room. Caspar steels his courage before he stands, turning to face Joe. 

"I need to tell you something." Caspar says, causing Joe to freeze. A feeling of panic growing in both boys chests. 

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