loverboys || benjey

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Benji climbed in through my window and hopped in.

"Hey-" He paused, the first thing he noticed were the hickeys.

He tugged at the neck of my shirt revealing more and rolled his eyes letting go and then flopping onto my bed. "Marcus give you those? Did you guys fuck or something?" He sighed and looked at my ceiling.

"Jealous Benji? I mean just because he's a better kisser there's no need to get upset," I laughed and Benji stuck up his middle finger at me as I went and sat down next to him, leaning back on my headboard as I rested my legs across on Benji's. "And yeah he did, but we didn't fuck. I think he wanted to, I just. wasn't in the mood."

Benji nodded, "Are you feeling any better now?"

"Yeah I am. Anyways how's Maddison?"

"Shitty, not going to lie. I'm starting to dislike her again."

"Oh? And why's that? Her blatant homophobia? Or the fact she looks like a fucked up barbie?" I said the words jokingly, but I mean't them. I did.not.like.her. stupid bimbo bitch.

Instead of fighting like we did the other day, Benji just nodded. "You have a point." He laughed and I joined in, it being real this time.

"Let's play a game" I suggest and sat up, Benji doing the same.

"Like?"

"Truth or Drink"

Benji raised his eyebrow at me suggesting this, I looked entirely way too "soft" for some of the things I did but I didn't honestly care. "Alright, sure, sounds fun."

I held up one finger, signaling him to wait there while I went to my closet and rummaged around for the thing I was looking for. I found it buried under a few boxes and strewn clothing. A bottle of vodka. Slightly empty, that I stole from my mother's old liquor cabinet. Benji smiled, "Hell yeah, who's starting?"

The game was bound to easily get them drunk if they had something to hide. Every-time they didn't want to answer a question, the had to drink.

"I will, Benji, why're you dating Maddison?" I questioned and sat back down next to him, placing the bottle gently on the bed. He glanced at the bottle, then looked at me.

"I'm dating her the same reason I've dated anyone else, I'm lonely." Benji said and then drank a bit anyways, I didn't argue with him. He winced at the burn and I had to slightly laugh.

"That's sad Benjamin. Really sad, I"m sorry." He waved his hand dismissing me though.

"Jorge, have you ever lied to me? about what?" He questioned, and I felt my face drop thinking about the various lies. I looked at his eyes, they shimmered in the glow of my fairy lights. I wanted to tell him, instead I picked up the bottle and braced myself as I swallowed the drink tasting like literal battery acid.

"Pfft, Pussy" Benji mocked under his breath, I tackled him playfully, tickling him, he overpowered me though and sat on me, tickling me until I couldn't breathe, I begged him to stop and he finally gave in, I kept laughing.

"Jesus christ you like almost killed me hoe- Any who, have you ever loved someone and got your heart broke?"

He thought about the question, far too long in my opinion, then looked at me. "Nah. Not really. Jj, do you have feelings for me?"

I glanced back at him instead of my wall and half smirked. Was he really asking me this? Interesting, why did he care?

"No"

Yes.

I wanted to scream at him yes. yes yes yes yes yes yes. But I couldn't allow myself to get hurt like that again. I looked and saw he had a moment of looking sad before seeing I noticed and replacing the face with a smile.

This was going to be a long night.