Non-Platonic (A Jaspar Fanfic)

Chapter 10

Who missed me ?? *sees no one* *hides*

Caspar drowsily opened up his eyes when he heard a familiar voice calling out his name. His vision is all blurry but he then feels the hot warm water around him and a small body held tight against his own. Ofcourse, it had to be Joe's.

Caspar massages Joes wet scalp and notices the boys breathing pattern. The brunette was currently sleeping and with his eyes closed and his hands soothingly around Caspar's neck Caspar couldn't ask for a better hour.

They both had fallen asleep after they had their sex. It was strange though, Joe was intimidated everytime Caspar asked him for the next position. Joe, nevertheless, gave in and followed Caspar's orders like an obedient sex slave.

But oh wait !! he isn't that... Joe isn't his sex slave.

Caspar sighed, thinking how bad he is to even imagine about it in the first place. The blonde kisses Joes cheek and then runs his hand around Joes neck and then his back. His hands smoothly ran around Joes small body curves. But he is stopped midway when he hears the same familiar voice calling out his name, this time with an evil chuckle.

"Oh Casp..."

Caspar for once looked up at the source of the voice and as soon as he saw the person his body shook in fear as he saw the person he loves the most standing in front of him with a wide grin on his face. His light blonde hair, which Caspar always saw down and messy, were now set behind revealing the tiny forehead.

"Jo...John ?" Caspar asked with a gaping mouth and blank blue eyes.

It can't fucking be true !! And oh shit, how did he get in his house in the first place.

"Hey baby" John mumbled softly with a genuine smile on his face which can almost make Caspar die. John was a feet behind the jacuzzi and so he proceeded further closer to 'his caspy' by taking small steps.

As each step John took Caspar held tight the boy who was oh so ever close to him. Joe, oblivious to the fight Caspar was facing internally nudged his head in Caspar's chest and pulling himself closer to Caspar ,while his eyes were still closed.

John noticed Joes reaction instantly and stopped in between his tracks, angrily staring at the brunette who had a small smile on his face and his arms wrapped around Caspar's neck. He growled and pulled out the silver pistol and pointed it towards Joe.

"I see Caspy. This little pesky brunette is trying to get in our love." John said stiffening up his upper lip and pulled out a disgusted face. Caspar was intimidated by just looking at John but he scoffed and dug his fingertips in Joes flesh and by watching Joes sleepy figure built up his courage. "Your love for me was never real" Caspar scoffed still staring at the gun pointing Joe rather than his ex boyfriend.

"Don't say that Caspar" John whined, he looked down at his shoes and then up back at him. "I know you still love me, more than him. He won't last long Caspy. He truly won't" John laughed at the end of the sentence filling Caspars mind with confusing shitty thoughts.

"What do you mean ?" Caspar asked panic stricken with perspiration rolling down from his beetroot red pale cheeks. Watching as John chuckle aiming more carefully towards Joes back.

"Simple... He needs to die.''

Caspar saw as John pulled the trigger and Caspar couldn't control himself anymore. He started stressing himself, something which his friend Oli had told to avoid yesterday. He started screaming Joes name, hugging the smaller body so close that their two bodies seemed like one. Tears clouded in his eyes as his vision started to blur more and more. But even though all this the blonde continued to stare at John because he was seeing him after such a long time.