Bedroom Warfare - Rack (boyxboy)

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Rye and Jack were laying on a couch each when the boys came back, they'd fallen asleep after being a little 'busy.'

They'd gone from screaming at each other to making out 0.2 seconds. Their kissing had escalated and soon their clothes were ripped off and they were both in the bathroom.

They'd both decided to stay clothed afterwards as the boys would definitely have something to say about the fresh bruises on Jack's hips - from Rye's fingertips - and the scratches down their backs and the hickies that covered their bodies.

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"Doesn't look like they've been fighting, at least," Mikey whispered as not to wake them up.

"That's true," Andy chuckled, "Rye was probably trying to find out who the hickies were from."

"Oh yeah, I'm sure he had his shirt off yesterday and there was nothing there," Mikey laughed, "he better not have brought some girl into my house."

"He was up early, what if he snuck out?" Brooklyn questioned with a smirk.

"D'you recon Rye got anything out of him?" Andy asked.

"Rye's the last person he'd tell," Brooklyn shook his head.

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Rye woke up before Jack and groaned when he saw Brooklyn staring at him, "what?"

"Did you find out who gave him the hickies?" Brooklyn asked eagerly.

"Maybe," he mumbled, "what's it to you?"

"We found out who it was," he smirked.

Shit. Rye rolled over to hide his face as he muttered, "who was it then?"

"What did he tell you? We might be wrong.."

"You probably are."

"So who is it?" Brooklyn asked. He could tell Rye knew something but he obviously wasn't going to tell him what he knew, whatever it was.

"That's a secret," Rye mumbled, realising by Brook's tone than he didn't have a clue who it had been, so turned back to face him, "you're a terrible liar, you know?"

"I'm curious," he shrugged.

"I noticed," Rye smirked, "but i'm not telling you."

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It was pretty normal day after a slightly odd morning. That was, until, Mikey spotted a hickie on Rye's neck as he shifted a little. Mikey and Rye were laying on each other as they all watched a movie and Rye shifted as he yawned, giving Mikey a view of the hickies down his neck.

He kept quiet. The realisation hit him but he brushed it off, Rye and Jack aren't a thing, he had to tell himself, they hate each other. He glanced at Jack, then at the others, oblivious. Did he ask him about it?

He did. He was too curious for his own good and he pulled Rye up softly, leading him into the kitchen.

"Anything you wanna tell me...?" he asked quietly.

Rye shook his head slowly. He looked from Mikey to the floor as he realised why Mikey had asked. He'd seen them; he could fucking kill Jack.

"I'm not gonna judge you," he chuckled, "but you gotta be careful if I managed to see them." Rye let him pull at his hoodie, revealing some of the hickies.

There was a long silence as Rye stared at the floor. Mikey didn't say anything more. He knew Rye didn't want to talk about it, and he felt bad for bringing it up but he was sure he'd want to know so he could be more careful. Brooklyn would've asked him in front of everyone else.

"I fucked up, okay? But I can't bring myself to end things between us," Rye finally said.

"Why did you fuck up, who is it?"

Rye swallowed, staring at Mikey as his thoughts swam around in his head. Did he tell him? Would Jack be mad? Should he lie? Shit.

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Ik this is super short but idk whether he's gonna tell Mikey or not, what do you guys think?? Should he tell him??