Shipwrecked (Lawlorff)

XXXIV

(Kian's POV)

We all look over at my boyfriend. 

"What is it? What's your plan?" Jc asks intently.

Matt gathers in closer and Sam sighs before he speaks again.

"We have to pretend that you and Matt break up," he tells Jc, with a certain amount of sadness and pity in his eyes along with the words.

Jc looks down. 

"Oh.."

I can tell that's not what he had wanted to happen. 

Matt places his hand helpingly on Jc's shoulder.

"We only have to do this for the public, Jc. We can still date behind closed doors,"

Jc shrugs.

"As long as you're safe." Jc says as Matt smiles. He pecks him with a little kiss on the tip of his nose and they hug.

"C'mon. We'll go pretend to break up downstairs." Matt leads Jc.

I groan. I'm tired. Exhausted really.

"Do Sammy and I have to go back?"

Jc smirks. "Why do you wanna stay, huh, Kiki?"

I throw a pillow at him.

"Sam's my boyfriend and I love him and I want to take a fucking nap okay!" I yell.

Jc and Matt back off and open the door.

"Well at least go in your room for all the cuddles."

We do, and we say goodbye as they go to the elevator.

"Good luck," Sam calls after them.

"Thanks, we're gonna need it," Jc hollers back.

We open our hotel room door and Sam immediately plops himself onto the bed.

"You tired too?" I ask.

He giggles. "When am I not tired?"

He throws his shirt and shorts onto the floor beside the bed and cozies up under the covers. 

So damn tempting.

I throw my shirt and shorts off too and hop into bed with him.

I kiss his forehead and he smiles.

"Goodnight Sammy," 

"I love you, Kian. Goodnight."