Friends ( Jolby/Cake )

Sleepover Part 1

"Alright, I have to go meet up with Kat." Sam says heading over to the balcony where Colby and Jake were talking. Both boys turn at the same time and lean against the railing to look at Sam. 

"Or do you need me to help clean up?"

"I can help him clean up." Colby offers before Jake could answer, crossing his arms over his chest, looking between Jake and Sam. Sam's brows slightly furrow a bit but he doesn't questions it like he wants too.

"I don't really have anything else to do anyway." He shrugs trying to sound nonchalant after his litte outburst. Though it wasn't a lie, Colby had nothing going on for the rest of the day and he wouldn't mind helping Jake clean up after the video they recorded together. And hopefully not wanting to give off the vibes that he just wanted to be alone with Jake, which was the real truth.

"Are you sure? I can stick around for a little bit." Sam felt bad about making part of the mess and just dipping out before helping to clean. They spend last few hours trying to get it all together and rerecording a few bits and he had plans to meet up with Kat since yesterday. So he was a little leaning towards wanting to head out, as long as it was cool.

"Nah, it's cool. I know you have plans." Colby nods.

"Yeah, I'll make sure he actually helps." Jake jokes while playfully nudging Colby's shoulder with his own.

"Alright, as long as you're sure, I'll see you guys later." Sam tries to not to look as relived as he was, and they all offer their goodbyes.

Jake and Colby watch Sam leave before they both look at each other. Jake is smiling and it makes Colby smile. He could feel his chest warming up and in those soft little moments off camera, Colby could feel himself melting. Those moments were what he lived for, perhaps that was a little dramatic but they still were nice. Something small Colby could hold on too.

"Let's get too it then..." Jake groans a bit, he hated the clean up, but he knew he brought it on himself. And at least this time he had Colby to help him out. "... faster it's done, the faster I can eat."

Colby watches Jake walk back into his apartment, his eyes moving over his broad shoulders, down to his waist and over the curve of his ass. It makes him take a breath, why did he have to be so attractive? At least now it was just them and as long as he didn't get caught, Colby could look at him all he wanted. Which was a luxury he didn't have back in the Trap House, where there was always a good chance someone would notice his lingering gaze. 

Then again it was probably for the best considering, they were friends and it needed to stay that way. Having so many people around kept Colby in check, and this now was dangerous for his heart. Since he could never, tell Jake how he felt about him, it would ruin everything they built. All the memories wasted because he knows Jake wouldn't feel the same and he could never look Jake in the eyes again if he told him and was rejected.

"You comin'?" Jake calls for Colby, who blinks away his thoughts and pushes from the balcony to head back inside. His cheeks a little flushed, but Jake doesn't seem to notice as he was crouched down picking up what they threw around for the video, off the floor. Making a little pile of it in his hand.

Kneeling down next to Jake, Colby reaches around to help him pick up the bigger pieces of things. Their arms bumping here and there, and Colby pretends to not care, even if his heart was thudding a little faster from the accidental touch. His eyes even dare to peak over at Jake here and there, seeing his soft features were neutral, concentrated. His earring danging back and forth as he moved around. His pale skin looked so smooth and soft to touch, the beauty marks dotting his cheek and jaw adding to his cuteness.