Operation Rainbow- An original story

Day 1- Chapter 3

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TW- Mentions Of sex

Elijah's P.O.V

As soon as we were out of the front door of Oliver's apartment, Belle flung her arms around us.

"Suprise? We came to pick you up instead! Come on!" She laughed, dragging us towards the caravan. We'd been friends since we were babies, long before we met Rowan or Oliver.

We were just about to hop into the caravan when TJ stopped us.

"Yo. Hold up. I need to set the ground rules down. Are all of you here?" He asked. Belle rolled her eyes at her cousin, but beckoned Rowan and Oliver over. I took his hand, rubbing gentle circles on it. 

"First rule. No dying in this caravan! Second, no tracking mud through the caravan. I got this baby just last year, ok." TJ began. He snapped his fingers in front of Rowan, who had their head stuck in their novel.

"Pay attention. You'll be quizzed on this later." Rowan lifted their head, stuck their tongue out at him and went back to reading. TJ just sighed.

"Your fault if I use the ejector button then. Third, you do not disturb me unless you're dying, which is also against the rules. I will be in the front, at the wheel, and none of you little kids are allowed in there. Unless you're dying." TJ explained. We all nodded, anxious to finally get on road. 

TJ looked pointedly at me and Oliver. "Fourth, no fucking each other. We're all children of Jesus here." Oliver's pale cheeks went bright red as he spluttered slightly. TJ smirked.

"What does TJ even stand for?" Rowan asked.

Belle answered immediately "Thomas Jefferson." TJ snorted.

"No. It stands for Total Giraffe." He laughed. Belle glared at him.

"Giraffe starts with a G, idiot." Belle sighed.

"Whatever. Just go in." We all plundered through the doors like a herd of wild animals. If wild animals were sugar-high gay theatre kids.

"CLEAN YOU'RE SHOES OR I'M KILLING YOU!" TJ yelled after us.

Rowan immediately began raiding the Mini fridge. Belle face planted on the bed and Oliver was hanging up his pride flag from the bunk bed.

"Top or bottom?" Rowan yelled, their arms stuffed full of crisps.

"I- Uhhhh." Oliver muttered, his cheeks turning rosy red again.

"I mean bunk beds, not sex, you dirty minded Falcon." They groaned. Oliver just blushed even harder.

"It's late, get ready for bed now. I'll drive for a couple hours, then stop at a campsite." TJ yelled. Oliver quickly removed his hoodie, trying to sneak into the bathroom.

"Fuck." I said, tracing my fingers over the purple-ish bruises on his arms. He sighed.

"If you want sex, you just have to ask." He smiled, trying to make light of it all. Rowan screeched, clapping their hands over Belle's ears.

"NO! Protect the innocent small aro ace bean!" Rowan shouted. Belle just snorted.

"Innocent? I have four older siblings and Wattpad. You can't say the word choking without someone being dirty minded." Belle laughed.

"SLEEP YOU CHILDREN!" TJ yelled.  Rowan slept on the bunk on top of Belle's and even though I was supposed to be on top of Oliver, I ended snuggling in with him.

"Night guys." Rowan said, placing their black sharpie back into their backpack. They took a quick picture of their ankle, then settled back into bed.

"Night." Oliver muttered. I kissed him softly on his forehead.

"I love you."

"I love you too."

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The picture Rowan took will be somewhat important later on, same with the black sharpie.

Have a nice day!

-Tree🌲👌