Bedroom Warfare - Rack (boyxboy)

| thirty three |

edit: as my amazing friend pointed out, this should have a trigger warning on it.

⚠️voilence/fighting and (spoiler alert) glass being used

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"How the fuck was it my fault?!" Jack yelled, they'd been arguing for a good half hour.

"You mentioned fucking kissing!" Rye almost screamed.

"You left the stream on, you fucking spanner!"

"We could've blagged it if you hadn't said that!"

"Could we fuck?! You just don't wanna take the blame because you've fucked up twice now!"

"Are we really fucking going there?!"

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The other boys decided to leave them to it, going out to McDonald's.

"Told you they'd argue soon enough," Andy chuckled as him and Sonny went to the till to order while Brook went to the bathroom.

"They seemed so cute and shit, it's weird," Sonny raised a brow.

"They started out absolutely hating each other," Andy laughed, "it's been a complicated journey with those two."

"I'm sure they'll make up, though, i mean, it's Rye and Jack..."

"They'll make up, but they'll kill each other first."

"What do you mean?" Sonny asked, but never got an answer as they got to the front of the queue and ordered their food.

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They were all very cautious when they got back to the house, the three of them going to their rooms to avoid any conflict.

Sonny, however, was a little too curious, and went next door to Jack's room, knocking softly on the door. No answer. He tried again, but again, no answer.

He went to Rye's room, again, knocking softly on the door, but again there was no answer. He decided to give up, though found Jack in the bathroom on the way to the toilet, "holy shit!"

Jack, and the bathroom, was covered in blood. He sat on the edge of the bath, seeming to be sulking, "it's nothing he hasn't done before."

"I've never seen you fighting, remember," Sonny said softly, getting a wet towel to help clean Jack up.

"Oh yeah, we've been alright for ages," Jack sighed, then chuckled, "man, that's weird to say."

"Until i saw the blood, i didn't believe you two could've hated each other," he raised a brow.

"This is nothing," Jack laughed, "i'm only bleeding so much because he popped my nose."

"It looks like you ripped each other's heads off or something," Sonny cocked a brow up.

"That's mostly his," Jack pointed to the blood splattered over the wall and floor.

Sonny shook his head at it all, then noticed some smashed glass on the floor, "and the glass?"

"The reason for all the blood," Jack said sheepishly.

"You glassed him?"

"He had me cornered, i was fucked," Jack said defensively,  "he backed off but then tried to break my fucking arm, so i got him again, hence all the blood... but he stormed out then."

"Fucking hell," Sonny shook his head, finishing up with cleaning the blood up from Jack's face, "i'll clean this up, okay, you go and chill out or something, yeah?"

"Nah, don't be stupid, i made the mess, i'll clean it," he stood up, "plus i don't want you to cut yourself because of me."

It was then that Sonny realised Jack's hands were covered in cuts, though it looked like he'd washed them, "Jack, go to bed, youre injured enough."

Jack sighed in defeat, "fine. Thank you, though."

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i kinda like violence if anyone forgot😂