Arron didn’t know what to think. He watched Blane as he danced around the kitchen, making him and himself a late night dinner. Ever since the night that they shared the bed, they have been in each other’s company much more. Blane has practically moved in again, but he still goes home to his actual home.
Blane loved being in Arron’s house, no matter where he looked his cheeks would flush. He would remember how Arron had taken him the way he wanted to. No matter how much Blane wanted to stop thinking about it, he just couldn’t. He was practically a walking boner.
Arron continued to watch the ridiculous show that Blane loved.
“Gotta catch em all.. POKEMON!”
Blane sang along with the Pokemon theme song, smiling the smile that Arron loved.
“This is such a stupid show.” Arron said.
“Excuse me? Did my ears hear correctly? Did you just say that Pokemon is a stupid show?”
“Yes I did Blane.”
Blane gaped at Arron.
How could he.
Pokemon is a masterpiece.
It beats every other cartoon out there!
Blane walked over to the couch that Arron sat on and smacked his head. Arron swerved around faster than the speed of light and stared at Blane with wide eyes.
“Did you just smack me?” Arron said lowly.
“Maybe.”
“Don’t give me that attitude. You are such a naughty little boy Blane.” Arron growled. He grabbed Blane from behind him, and pulled him over the couch. “Naughty boys get punished.”
Blane mewled and arched his back. He lifted a finger and traced Arron’s jawline.
“Yes they do.” He whispered.
Just as Arron was undoing Blane’s belt, they were interrupted.
“I forgot my favorite pair of panti-“ Amanda cut off her sentence when she saw Arron practically about to feast on the small boy under his much larger frame.
“What are you doing here.” Arron snapped, grabbing Blane’s body and pushing it against his.
“I just came to get my underwear….”
“Can’t you just buy more?”
“They were a limited edition!” Amanda snapped back.
“Whatever, get your things and leave.”
Blane gaped as he saw how cold Arron was being.
“Arron.. please don’t be such an…” Blane shut his mouth and looked down at his hands. He felt horrible. He stole Arron away from Amanda.
Arron looked down at Blane and frowned. He could see the regret on his face.
“Don’t feel sorry for her. Just focus on me baby.” Arron whispered. “What are you doing just staring! Find your shit and go Amanda.” Arron sneered her name and turned back to Blane.
Amanda could feel the tears welling up in her beautiful blue eyes as she turned to go up the steps to find her undergarments.
“Why are you being such a dick..” Blane whispered.
“What baby?” Arron asked, only being able to hear the word dick.
“I said why are you being such a dick!” Blane yelled. “This woman just wants to get her things and you are being a complete asshole! She didn’t even do anything to you! I didn’t know that you could be this heartless Arron.”
Amanda’s heart swelled as she could hear the sweet little boy standing up for her. Amanda couldn’t hate him, even if he was the reason Arron broke her heart.
“Blane I-“
“No you shut up.” Blane got up out of Arron’s lap and walked over to Amanda. He grabbed her arm and started to walk out of the house. “We are going shopping so I can buy her new cute underwear. You are going to say nothing because I can do what I want and I want to think about your new attitude. This is a new side that I have seen of you Arron and I don’t like it one fucking god damned bit.”
Amanda softly smiled as Blane pulled her out the door. He turned around and hugged her. Amanda’s eyes opened in shock as she felt his toned arms wrap around her body.
“A woman never deserves to be talk to like that. I apologize for his behavior.”
“Oh no its fine I’m quite used to it.” Amanda whispered.
“Used to it? Oh please tell me you are joking.”
Amanda gave him a sad smile and Blane’s heart constricted.
How could Arron leave this woman?
If Blane was straight then hell, he’d take this woman into his arms and make her his.
“Well, listen, you seem like a woman capable to take care of herself, don’t be afraid to stand up for yourself. Don’t let others walk over you.” I handed her my credit card and grabbed my phone to call cab. “Take my card, grab some of your friends and have a girls day. Don’t worry about money, it’s all on me.”
“B-but-“
“No buts! Go and give me your phone real quick.” Amanda handed it to him and Blane put his number in.
“Text me if anything happens.”
Blane waited for the cab to come and kissed her on the cheek goodbye. He walked back into the house and saw Arron still sitting on the couch. Blane walked up behind him and smacked Arron on the head.
“What the hell!?” Arron yelled as he turned around.
“You are a fucking asshole! What did she ever do to you?!”
Arron stared at Blane and looked away.
“I’m being mean so she doesn’t come back into my life.”
“There are better ways to do that Arron, and why don’t you want her in your life? She is an amazing woman. She would be a great friend.”
“I don’t want to be friends with her. I don’t want her around me. She is clingy.” Arron wrinkled his nose.
“You are so fucking stupid Arron. Well no matter what you say she is going to be my friend and you aren’t going to do a damned thing about it.”
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