I cheated on Ryan. What the hell, Jace!
Jace's mind was racing as he gripped the steering wheel of his vehicle.
He, the man who's never cheated on even a test, cheated on the man he loved and lived with.
The guilt was consuming him.
Tearing his soul apart so to speak.
Ryan was such an amazing, sweet, guy. He definitely deserved better than Jace.
A lot better.
When Jace pulled into the driveway of his home, he stayed in his car, trying to contemplate what he was going to tell Ryan.
Hey baby, sorry for being home late. I was blowing my ex boyfriend. Want some Chinese?
No, not like that, Jace.
He rubbed his face as he let out a deep sigh.
He was going to break this kids heart. And it was killing him.
He got out and slowly walked to the front door, relieved when Ryan didn't meet him there like normal.
Maybe he was playing Call of Duty.
Jace set the Chinese down on the counter and counted the seconds until Ryan smelled the food and came running down the stairs.
126 seconds.
Damn this man loves his Chinese.
This beautiful, gorgeous man.
The man he was going to destroy.
"Babe, it's so glad to see you," Ryan cupped his cheeks instantly, kissing his lips tenderly, like Jace was his breath of fresh air after a long day.
Butterflies. He gives me butterflies.
Jace returned the kiss with the same amount of passion, before quickly looking at any near thing to talk about to avoid eye contact.
"I brought home your favorite. Bourbon chicken with fried rice and egg rolls." Jace sat down in a bar stool, placing his chin in the palm of his hand.
"Fuck, I love you." Ryan smirked happily, starting to dig in to his supper.
You shouldn't.
I'll only kill your happiness.
Jace smiled at his words, mind racing with thoughts of what is all going to go wrong when he tells Ryan.
He will be homeless.
He will lose Ryan's love.
He will definitely lose his midnight pillow.
But worse of all, he will lose apart of himself too.
The part that made him forget Blayke ever existed for five whole months.
"Listen, babe. I need to talk to you." Jace spoke up, playing with his fork as he dug it into his sweet and sour chicken.
"Hold that thought, I think someone's calling me on the Xbox, be right back!" Ryan chuckled, flying up the stairs before Jace could even react.
That man and his video games, almost as bad as his Chinese food obsession.
*quack quack*
Only man in the world that has his phone text alert sent to a fucking duck.
Jace glanced over at Ryan's phone, before looking back at his Chinese.
Wait, what?
Jace looked over again to read the contact name.
Blayke Payton
"The deal is off."
.......
What?
