Sidemen Oneshots

Its safe out here with you | Kshaw

Ship: Jj x Harry

Summary: Jj and Harry navigating their relationship.

Setting: Tobi's apartment.

Warnings: Drug and alcohol use.

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They're both leaning against the balcony of Tobi's apartment looking out over the view of London, it was dark, too dark to see anything other then the lights that were still on even at this late hour in other apartments around the city.

He wasn't sure how long they've been out here, the party still raging inside, too many people drunk and dancing to even notice they've gone.

The smoke, from the blunt place securely between Harry's first and second finger, danced between the two adding to the fog that blocked the stars from their view.

Harry takes another drag of the cigarette, he holds it for a moment before letting the smoke slip past his lip delicately, he offers it to Jj and he takes it.

"I'm gay." Harry says before he has time to regret it, he doesn't look at Jj. He can't bring himself to.

Jj doesn't look at him either, takes his own drag of the blunt. It was less delicate then Harry but somehow just as graceful.

"Me too." He takes another drag, offers the blunt back as the smoke leaves his perfectly plump lips that Harry thinks about kissing.

He doesn't.

He stares at him for a moment admiring his soft features before taking it instead. He places it between his lips and breaths in looking back over London.

The city bellow looked to be frozen in place, no sirens, no yelling, nothing it was as if the confessions had everyone stopping, ready to judge them for something they had only told each other.

Inhaling the intoxicating substance, the numbing calm it always made him feel taking over his body, he risked a glance at Jj.

He was still staring over the city, gaze serious and looking for prying eyes, trying to find someone -anyone really- who might of heard them.

The fact that it was impossible for anyone to have heard them slipping his mind.

(Of course it was possible for someone to have heard them but the music was too loud and the people were too drunk to spare a second glance at the boys on the balcony admitting the one thing they have both pushed so far down and kept so close to their chests that they couldn't take a breath without the pressure hurting them until all they could do about it is curl up and cry).

They continuously passed the blunt between in the safety of their own little bubble they had created on Tobi's balcony until it was gone and Jj flicked the end off of the balcony, the thought of them littering not bothering either of them.

Eventually they slipped back into party, warm bodies surrounding them and pulling them in different directions, acting as if they hadn't realised either of the boys were gone.

They hadn't.

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They both ended up getting as wasted as they were high and (badly) dancing the night away. The moment on the balcony being pushed just as far down (if not much, much further) then the thing they were confessing itself.

Jj never mention it to Harry and Harry wasn't one to start up emotional conversations, so they just never talked about it.

(Harry considered that maybe Jj thought it was some weird joke, that the alcohol and the pot had convinced Harry was funny, and went along with it. The confession being nothing but an attempt to make Harry in his intoxicated state feel better about the joke not being funny.