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Craig/Jim

Holy shit, this chapter is long. Also, this might have a lot of mistakes in it. So sorry, I just wanted to post it cuz I know you all are waiting for the next update. Uh...bye!

Pulling into the driveway, Craig cursed loudly, and Jim looked at him in slight fear.

"Babe, calm do-"

"Oh don't 'babe' me Jim, I have every right to be pissed at this son of a bitch!"

Jim was slightly taken aback by his boyfriend's behavior, but said nothing of it.

It was true, Craig had every single right to be angry. Joey has been his friend since middle school. And the fact that Corey was treating him like utter shit bothered him.

What surprised Jim the most was that Craig- of all people- was a raging mess. It made him pissed that Corey had such an effect on Craig's mood.

Jim was about to say something to Craig, but he was cut off.

"Thank you for being my personal piece of sanity in all this Jim. I really appreciate it."

Jim was slightly taken aback by Craig's sudden calmness in his voice. "N-no need to thank me Craig...I'm always gonna be here for you."

Disappointment tugged at Jim's chest when Craig wordlessly stepped out of the vehicle.

Damn you Corey... Jim thought, as he followed.

Craig practically broke down Corey's door, and Jim held him back.

"Craig, you need to calm down. You know he doesn't listen when people are reprimanding him."

Craig shook his head. "You're right."

Craig tried ringing the doorbell again, trying his best to hold back his anger.

"He's not answering..." He growled lowly, and Jim placed his hand on his.

"Let's try the back door." Jim offered softly, and Craig looked up at him in response, giving him a slight nod.

Hand-in-hand, the pair made their way towards the gate that lead into the backyard.

"What do we do if he's not in there?" Jim asked softly, his eyes trailing along their intertwined fingers.

Craig looked up at his boyfriend. "He will be in there." And that was the end of their conversation.

Jim followed Craig to the back door, watching as he ripped the screen door open with uneccessary force.

"Craig-" Jim was about to stop his boyfriend from freaking out, but he stopped himself. He needs to let his rage out. Jim thought quickly.

With a sigh, he followed his boyfriend up the stairs, cringing at the curse words that escaped Craig's lips.

When Jim wasn't paying attention to that, he realized something; Corey's house was a complete shit-hole.

Once they made it to the top of the stairs, Craig began to shout Corey's name.

"Corey!" He called, "Get the fuck out of here you piece of shit!"

Jim sighed. So much for being calm...

"Corey" Craig screamed again.

They searched each room, forgetting about how much of a maze Corey's house actually was.

"Where the fuck is he?" Craig boomed, stepping over bottles and trash.

"I'm gonna check his room." Jim offered, then left before his boyfriend could respond.