Helpless

The Jericho four

"..Are you sure this is a good idea.?" Simon looks at North, eyebrow raised as he questioned his friend. She was smart, but he didn't know if he liked this idea of hers.

She nods - and if it weren't for the bright and happy grin on her face Simon would've told her its nonsense and they should go home - tugging on the vest to make sure it was tight enough, holding the gun and faking a shot at Simon.
"Come on, Si! Laser tags always a good idea."

"Simon are you scared?" Markus teases, laughing and the pout and quiet grumbling he received from the blonde only made it ten times better.
He looks at Josh, a small smile on his face as he offers his hand.
"Good luck. You'll need it."

It was all in jest, but really, if it was an actual gun Josh probably wouldn't be standing right now.
It had been a few days since Josh mentioned Simon and Markus being close to North when they'd been out, she'd told the other men of course and they ended up inviting josh and north out with them a lot.

"I could say the same for you." Josh laughs quietly, rolling his eyes and looking to the side, Shaking Markus' Hand, glancing to the doors and walking through them when they're open.
It's funny really, Josh is often the one that just hides and shoots when he's safe, he doesn't attack like North does.
Simon just shoots who he can, laughs when he's shot and doesn't really get too aggressive with it, but if he's having a good day he's often more enthusiastic.

The four of them walk into the room, the neon lights and colours being the only thing they could really use as a light source, other than that and their glowing vests and guns.

They each split up, waiting for the game to start.
When it did, Simon swore he could hear someone's footsteps get just that little bit faster.
Maybe he wasn't the only nervous one.

The blonde looks around, peeking over the walls and sighing quietly when he realised no one was around him, looking at the gun with mild fascination, he's been before, but he still likes looking at everything.

He walks past the wall again, slowly and quietly, being tempted to hold his breath just in case, but he didn't.
He didn't understand why he got so nervous during games like these. Maybe it was the dark. Maybe it was because he was alone. Maybe it was just because he's scared of small spaces. Or maybe it's-

He was cut off by the sound of footsteps, quiet ones, just as slow as his own and when he ran to hide around the corner he heard them stop.
They must have heard him.

He leans against the wall, hesitating before poking his head around the corner, pausing when he realised who it was.
Of course it was Markus.
Markus who looked so goddamn hot with the way he stood guarded, finger on the trigger, brows furrowed in that concentrated look Simon had only seen when he was painting. The way the purple lights reflected on his eyes just made him all the more beautiful.
(I'm obsessed with Jesse Williams face like dAmn b look at you-)
He stands against the wall once more, looking up as he tried to think of a plan. Maybe he could run.

"I saw you, Simon." Markus chuckles, taking a few steps towards the wall and making sure they were slow, making sure he was heard.
He could hear Simon mutter something, just couldn't tell what.
"I'm pretty sure Josh and North have teamed up. We could do the same. We'll win anyway and then, I'll shoot you."
He's joking of course, although if they did team up he'd still at least act like he's trying to win after they eliminated North and Josh.

"I think you'd find that I'd shoot you, but for now, we can team up." Simon returns, Laughing quietly as he walks over to Markus, holding a hand out and smiling when Markus shook it.
They both held on for a second.
Maybe two.
Before letting go and walking together, Simon behind Markus.
(I Stan protective bf Markus-)

- Time Skip -

There was only a few minutes left now, North and Josh were both resting, too tired out from being chased by Markus and Simon. They'd grumpily accepted their defeat and were now just talking whilst Markus and Simon chased each other around the room.

Simon was behind Markus, gun aimed at him and he grinned when Markus had to stop because of the dead end. He was trapped and he knew it. He raised his gun at Simon, but Simons smile faltered slightly and he couldn't actually bring himself to press the trigger.

"Fine- You win, shoot me." Markus looks at Simon, panting quietly from running and  glancing to the side, trying to figure out if there was a way out.
He noticed some hesitation from Simon.
He'd been trying so hard to get to him so why wasn't he shooting now?

"I've not won yet." Simons voice was quiet, but loud enough for Markus to hear him.

"Si, you can just-" He stops, looking down at him when the other boy takes a few steps closer, so that he was stood in front of him.
He didn't know what to say. He was going to say Simon can shoot him, but as he looks at the boy he's noticed how perfect he was. If he had to list everything he loved about the boy, it would be pages and pages long, all from his baby blue eyes to his soft and pink lips.
He's just now realised he may be looking at his lips a bit too much.

But it's alright, because Simon seems to be looking at his too.

Simon steps forwards, pressing his lips against Markus' and sighing partially out of relief when the other boy kissed him back.

Simon didn't know what to think. He loved how this felt. How happy it made him. He didn't know why he was so brave all of a sudden, Josh or north could come looking for them any second.
They could find them any second.
But when Markus teeth tugged on his bottom lip he couldn't think about them. He couldn't think about anything that wasn't Markus as he let the older boys tongue slip past his lips, giving him access to his mouth and tilting his head slightly.

One of Markus' hands  go to the back of the blondes head, deepening the kiss as his fingers curl through the blonde hair.
He loved Simon. He knew it was wrong, that Simon was still with josh but he knew he could treat him better than the other man did.

Simon pulls back after a moment, looking at Markus with a faint blush on his cheeks, the lighting making his blush look blue rather than a rosey pink.
He lifts the gun, pressing the trigger and laughing quietly when he sees the look of amusement and shock on Markus' face, backing away.

"I've won now."

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