Bedroom Warfare - Rack (boyxboy)

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"Shit," they mumbled in unison, their heads snapping towards the voice.

"It's not what it looks like," Rye lied.

"Then what is it?" he laughed, "i knew you didn't hate Jack!"

"We bumped into each other!" Rye lied.

"Shaun?!" Sammie called from the next isle walking around to find his brother, "what are you- Ryan! ...and Jack?"

"Again, it's not what it looks like," Rye lied, "we bumped into each other, that's it!"

"You've always been a terrible liar," Robbie's voice sounded from the other isle before he appeared behind the twins.

Rye looked at Jack for backup but just got a shrug, "would they tell everyone?" he whispered.

"Robbie wouldn't," Rye sighed, "the twins would be like Rye's got a boyfriend! all over the place. But they're gonna do that anyway so.."

"Tell 'em," Jack said, not sure how he thought about them knowing.

"But-"

"There's nothing else you can tell them," Jack shook his head.

And that's how Rye's brothers found out about Jack. Robbie insisted on knowing some of the details, though Sammie and Shaun were happy with, "fine we're together, but we're not together so don't tell anybody!"

Now, they were back at Jack's place. Both refusing to talk about them, they lay in silence, Jack's head resting on Rye's chest as they watched some rubbish on the TV. Eventually, after they'd both been thinking about it since they'd left Asda, Jack mentioned it, "do you think Brook should know?"

"Yeah, but i don't wanna tell him," Rye said slowly, "like, i don't wanna not tell him but i don't wanna just be like hey Brook, we're fucking!"

Jack nodded, "like, you wanna have a reason for telling him, kinda thing?"

"Yeah," Rye said, "i feel like it'd be weird to be like, we've got something to tell you, because that feels... official."

Jack nodded, "that's true." He took a deep breath, closing his eyes as he cuddled into Rye again. Did he want this to be official? Did Rye? He didn't have a clue what he wanted, just that it involved Rye, "Ryan?"

"Mmm?" Rye hummed, looking down at him, though Jack's eyes stayed shut.

"I'm not saying i wanna be official, but like, i-" he paused, not knowing what he'd been planning to say.

"I don't know," Rye mumbled, "i know we can't keep doing this but-"

"It's just me, right? You're not fucking around with anyone else?"

Rye scoffed, "of course not, i've never had anyone else even half as good as you!"

"Yeah?" Jack smirked, looking up at him again, "i'm that good, huh?"

"Holy fuck, yeah," Rye bit his lip, "what about you, anyway? You're not fucking anyone else, are you?"

Jack shook his head, "nah, no one would even compare."

Rye smirked, "so we can make a deal, right?"

Jack nodded, "yeah..."

"Even though we're not together, we don't see other people. Deal?"

"Deal. But if i get hit on, i'm calling you my boyfriend," Jack raised a brow.

Rye thought about that, "that's a good idea, actually. Deal!"