Therapy / Why Don't We

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An// id like to thank jonahspiano for this chapter and 78% dndjs I love you spoopy wife

To say it was awkward between Daniel and Jonah was an understatement. They rarely talked with each other and avoided each other like the plague, so when Corbyn shoved Daniel into Jonah's room and told them to 'work out their issues' they were fairly reluctant.

"Corbyn! You son of a bitch, open the door!" Daniel huffed as he pounded on the door, rattling the knob to magically get it to open.

Jonah glanced at the door and Daniel who was now making his way over to the bean bag beside his bed. His eyes were back on the game on his TV in front of him before he heard Corbyn's voice again. "Work your shit out!" The only sounds to be heard after that were those coming from Jonah's game.

Daniel wanted to greet Jonah but couldn't find the words. It was obvious Jonah wasn't even trying.

And so began the longest and grueling three hours of complete silence Daniel had ever endured. With the other boys, there was never a dull moment. The other boys kept peace between them, giving them something else to focus on. Jonah barely moved.

The worst part about the silence is that it got Daniel to think. Think about how good looking Jonah was with his hair not styled, since he obviously wasn't expecting anyone to enter his room.

Think about Jonah's hands moving so quickly and carefully on his controller. Then, Daniel started thinking about other things Jonah could do with his hands. That was a very bad idea. He clenched his jaw, attempting to stop the images flashing through his head. It was near impossible, though. Daniel had recently discovered gay porn.

Not that he didn't know it existed before. He just never considered watching it though. The thought of what happened in them made his nose crinkle before a few days ago.

Then, he had turned on a video he hadn't seen before. He had woken up that morning incredibly hard, not remembering the dream that had done it to him (or telling himself he didn't remember the vivid images of a certain boy on top of him). He already had a hand inside of his sweatpants, rubbing his head lightly to relieve some of the pressure when two boys on the laptop screen began to kiss. He blinked in shock, his hand stilling but somehow, he couldn't shut it off.

Somehow, his hand began rubbing again as both boys were now naked. Somehow, he took himself in his palm, tugging harder as one of the boys began doing unspeakable things to the other. Somehow, he found himself cumming harder and faster than he ever had before while watching straight porn or doing anything with a girl.

Now, Daniel had those images and so many others of the boy beside him flashing through his head, the guilt settling in, along with the heaviness in his midsection.

He swallowed hard, shifting slightly to try and conceal the physical proof of his thoughts. He considered reaching into his pants and adjusting himself. It wasn't like Jonah had looked at him at all this whole three hours. He wouldn't notice a quick hand in and out of his pants.

Just in case, Daniel glanced over at the older boy. His eyes were still focused on the screen and slightly glazed over from being focused on it for so long. His pink lips were open slightly, his tongue darting out to wet them. That didn't help Daniel's situation at all.

"Why are you making faces?" Jonah suddenly demanded, his eyes shifting to Daniel for a split second.

"Huh?" Was Daniel's only reply, Jonah rolled his eyes.

"You're making faces and fidgeting, I can't concentrate."

Daniel nearly cried at the expression Jonah sent him. It was one that Jonah often wore lately, which made Daniel feel stupid. Here Daniel was sitting with his new found crush and Jonah still hated him. The thought physically pained him.

Daniel shook his head, mumbling a, "Sorry Jonah."

"Daniel, what's wrong?" Though his words still held some harshness, his face had softened, and a hand came to rest lightly on Daniel's shoulder.

"Nothing."

"Bullshit. Just tell m-"

"Do you like girls?" Daniel blurted before he could help himself. Although it seemed strange to ask, Daniel needed to know who Jonah was actually into.

"I mean, I don't know." Jonah answered cautiously.

Daniel gulped before asking his next question. "What about guys?"

"Don't know."

That time it was much quicker and sounding a tad bit defensive. Daniel had to choke back a sob. He had only just realized he may like guys, and he might be being rejected by the one guy he may like.

The hand left Daniel's shoulder and crossed over Jonah's chest.

"I'm pretty sure I'm bi, if anything." Daniel finally felt some type of hope bubble in his chest. He would want to try something with the older boy. "Before you get ahead of yourself, I'm not attracted to you."

Jonah hated saying that to the boy but he was still extremely hurt from everything that happened between them, he thought he needed space.

"Oh," Daniel got out weekly. "Of course not." He stood, his knees almost buckling from the pain shooting through his body. He had never felt so stupid or rejected as he did just then. Jonah did like guys, but he didn't like Daniel. "I um- I'm going to tell Corbyn we worked out our issues or whatever." He almost couldn't finish his sentence because of his tears he was struggling to keep in.

Jonah had no idea how to console Daniel, and that thought scared him almost as much as the thought of hurting one of the sweetest, and fragile boy he had ever met. "Dani... I didn't mean it like that."

"You said you weren't attracted to me." It took Daniel a moment to realize he had said it out loud, and when he did, he felt even dumber.

Jonah's eyes widened. He had finally pieced together Daniel's dilemma. "Wait, Daniel, are you-? Do you think you're-?"

"I don't know." The blue eyed boy snapped, tears finally falling down his cheeks for the first time.

Jonah's arms uncrossed, whether out of pity or shock Daniel wasn't sure, but then one of Jonah's hands was reaching out for Daniel's and pulling him onto Jonah's bed.

Jonah released Daniel's hand, and Daniel wanted to reach for it once again, and then it was placed on his face and Daniel had to resist the urge to melt into Jonah's touch.

"I'm going to try something Daniel." Jonah stated, trying to keep his voice even, although his hand wouldn't cooperate. "You probably won't like it so you can push me away."

Daniel's brows furrowed in confusion before he felt a boy's lips on his own for the first time. It was awkward to say the least. The actual physical feeling wasn't any different than kissing a girl. The dynamic, however, was very off. A girl would usually be very submissive to him, opening their mouths and allowing him to lead, but with Jonah, they were both trying to lead it, causing an odd pressing of lips and teeth to clatter that was clearly going nowhere.

Finally, Daniel realized his role. He knew Jonah was more experienced, so he let Jonah lead. It was definitely a good choice. Daniel found his eyes closed tightly, his hands tangled in Jonah's hair in one of the best kisses he has ever had.

It was over too quickly. Jonah pulled away causing Daniel to whimper softly. Negative thoughts spiraled in Daniel's mind before he was soon interrupted by Jonah.

"I didn't not like it."

Daniel got his wish, as Jonah's lips met his again, forming a smile into the kiss as he laid back and pulled Jonah between his legs.

"I say we try making up in a different way..." Jonah trailed off, his hands moving to rest on Daniel's hips. "We can learn together, I mean, if you want."

"Yeah... we can try it." Daniel nodded shyly, moving to connect their lips once again.