【Sinja】Drama Club

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Saturday nights were something Ja'far had treasured. He liked the peace and quiet as he read his books or wrote down novel ideas.

Though sadly...

Ja'far looked at the person whomst knocked on his door, "What?"

Sinbad snickered, "Ooh, you look annoyed, did I interrupt teatime?" He asked.

"Hmph. Right, what do you need?" Ja'far questioned.

"I'm taking you to a party!" Sinbad cheered.

Ja'far looked annoyed, "no- don't- Sin!!!" He yelped as Sinbad forced the other out of the House.

"It's fine! You look good anyways~" Sinbad flirted.

Warmth spread across the albino's cheeks and he looked away pouting, but followed him. He had on a striped sweater with a pair of brown pants. He thankfully slid on his green slip on shoes.

The party was at Kouen's house, which was large, expensive, and Ja'far's ex...

Once Ja'far noticed where it was he grew uncomfortable and looked to Sinbad, "Sin, I don't want to be here." He stated.

"Aw, give it a chance! How about I get you a drink?" Sinbad offered.

Ja'far heaved a sigh and nodded, "Okay, get me a drink, Sin..." he murmured.

Sinbad grinned and stalked off towards the kitchen.

Ja'far knew he was getting looks. It was obvious everyone thought the wrong things. He wanted to scream at them that they were wrong... but he found he didn't have the strength.

"Well, if it isn't Ja'far."

"Kouen."

Kouen smirked and walked over, leaning on the wall next to him, "it's strange to see you at a party, especially a high school party." He spoke.

"There's things you don't know about me." Ja'far retorted with a forced calm tone.

"Hm. I find that hard to believe, could it be you came with someone else you want to use?"

Ja'far balled his fists, "I've never used anyone." He seethed, "it's always-"

"Always what? Always everyone else's fault? You so desperately want to be the victim," Kouen's dark voice rang in Ja'far's ears and he gulped down saliva.

Sin... please hurry back, Ja'far thought, "can you not do this, here?" He asked his voice almost pleading.

"I think I want to continue this conversation, let's go upstairs, okay?"

"Fine..."

Sinbad was looking around with a slight worried expression. Ja'far wouldn't just slip away without telling him right?

Then he asked a girl who pointed him up the stairs to the bedrooms.

He wasn't prepared to see the host of the party with his tongue down Ja'far's throat .

As he was about to leave he noticed the distress on Ja'far's face and then there was a slap.

"G-Get your hands off of me!" Ja'far shouted, his face was red in anger.

Kouen smirked, "we all know you can't resist me, especially since I'm the only one in the world who will understand you~" he voiced so sickeningly sweet.

Ja'far's shoulders slumped and Sinbad couldn't stand by anymore. He stepped in and gently tugged Ja'far to him, "if you'll excuse us, we'll be leaving."

"Ho? The great Sinbad coming to his rescue? Not that I'm surprised, he probably poisoned you too," Kouen sneered before he gave a grin to Ja'far and left the room.

Sinbad exhaled before looking to Ja'far, "are you okay?"

"I'm just- I'm sorry... it's best if you don't get involved with m-"

Sinbad cut him off with a hug, "Sh, don't speak stupid, that's not you."

"How would you even know what I am..." Ja'far's voice wavered as he brought his hands up to cling to him.

"I just know..."

They hugged in silence, basking in each other's company.