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Summer Camp Love

Chapter Nine

Marco's hanging a lot with that Armin weeaboo recently. Too much for my liking.

We've only hung out in our dorm, at least for some hours a day, before he runs off with that blondie -even to his bloody dorm. I was pissed at both of them; at Marco because he fucking abandoned me and at Arming for fucking taking Marco away from me.

And no, I'm not jealous!

-"Well, from where I'm standing it seems you don't need me anymore."- I spat, with sass and attitude that even made me hiss.

-"Wh… why are you saying that all of a sudden?"- His face was of pure confusion. We were talking about something that had nothing to do with his comradeship with Armin. I brought it up out of the blue, -"What does that have to do with Twister?"

By my nagging, he placed the Twister play cloth on the floor and knelt before it, spreading flat any creases. He then looked up at me, still bewildered by my sudden squabble, -"Oh, don't give me that look, Marco."- I spat again, arms crossed and looking down at him with irritation.

-"Jean, I really don't know what you're-"

-"Let's just start already."- I interrupted him and pushed him down on the cloth, his chest landing on the floor with a thud.

He gasped and got really red. I'm not about to let him run off with that stupid blondie after I literally nagged him a whole day to play this crap with me. It's been driving me nuts. Honestly, I even planned to get a splinter or some other wound just to get his attention for even a minute. Yeah, I'm an attention whore. No one has ever given me the attention that Marco has and I want it back. I'll even fight for it. Fuck you, Armin.

I straddled him and snatched the cardboard from the floor, -"I'll start."- I said as I spun the arrow.

-"W-w-wait, h-hold on-"- Marco stuttered madly, nervous again, as he tried to wriggle out from underneath me.

-"Right hand… red,"- I gazed at the cloth and spotted a red dot just beside Marco's head. I slammed my hand on it, startling Marco and making him blush even more, -"Your turn,"- I said and he quickly reached for the board but I yanked it away from him, -"Chill. I'll spin it for you,"- I kicked the arrow with my finger and followed it, -"Left arm, green."

Marco gulped and placed his hand on the green dot under my red one.

My turn, -"Left arm, blue,"- I said, placing my hand on a blue dot on Marco's other side of his head, -"For you it's… let's see,"- With a bit of difficulty, I spun the arrow for him, -"Right hand, yellow."- This one was right above my right hand.

Marco hesitated for a second before laying his hand down and breathing deeply. He's already sweating under my body, specially his rear neck, and his ears were burning red.

I huffed, -"Not having fun?"- I spoke, shaking my head, -"Why don't you call your buddy Armin, huh?"

-"Really?"- Marco exclaimed, trying to look at me over his shoulder, -"Is he all this' about?"

I spun the arrow, lips pursed like a little pissed kid, -"Left foot, green."- I muttered, pulling my leg back and on the green dot.

-"Jean, don't ignore-"

-"Right leg on blue for you."- I interrupted him again.

He sighed and prompted to turn around, -"No, time out. We need to-"- I literally took his leg and pulled it down over a blue dot, interrupting him and leaving him mouth gaped. He gasped, not expecting that either.

-"Shut up,"- I spat, spinning the arrow again, -"Play first, then talk,"- I pressed myself on him a bit more, preventing him to move or wriggle out, -"Left foot, yellow."

With a gulp and a shaky breath, he moved his leg towards said dot, -"J-Jean… it's getting…"

Really hot and uncomfortable. It took me a while to notice the unique and undue position we were in. I was literally over him, hands on each side of his head and legs sprawled back. If anyone comes through that door, they'd think I was fucking him, -"Um…,"- I muttered, clearing my dried throat while spinning the damn arrow again, -"R-right hand… green."

I placed my right hand on a green dot a bit farther from where it once stood and I had to move my body forward in order to reach it. Marco and I both yelped and flushed when my groin pressed against his butt.

Shit, I though, this is a bad position. My face was heating up and my groin hardened and warmed up a bit. I coughed and tried acting cool, -"L-l-let me spin it for you,"- But it wasn't working. I stuttered a lot, feeling butterflies in my stomach and shivering, -"L-l-left foot, b-blue."

Marco exhaled and pulled said leg back. Our little game couldn't get any weirder; by doing so, Marco drove his butt even harder on my groin. A wave of thrill made my whole body shiver and heat up at the closeness. It made me even harder. It made me moan and bit my lips like a fucking pervert.

Our next turns moved us even closer… and made the game even more awkward and inappropriate, to the point where it wasn't about Twister anymore. Marco's body was completely beneath mines now, my chest over and pressing on his back, my head really close to his hair and the back of his neck. I could smell his sweat mixed with his natural odor and I could feel his heat, his heart pounding madly.

Shamefully, I was enjoying this little game of ours, secretly bubbling up glee within me as my heart throbbed quickly too, -"J… Jean…,"- Marco moaned my name and so help me it made my body shiver in glee. I like how that sounded. I like how he said my name and I… I fucking want him to say it again, -"Jea…"- He moaned again, this time in a lower tone, again sending shockwaves of pleasure up and down my body -specially my lower half.

Oh God, not a boner.

I tried to will it down. I can't have a boner right now. No fucking way. He'll feel it and it'll be the most embarrassing thing that'll happen to me… ever. I gotta keep my manhood. This isn't bro-ish or manly, nu-uh.

This is definitely homo.

And what made it even more homo was Marco's visible boner -which explains his moans and his red as cherry neck and ears. My eyes widened as my face flushed and my body hardened. I got someone to get hard. I turned someone on. Finally!

But then I realized that it wasn't just anyone.

It was my friend, my roommate… another guy.

I still got an erection and he felt it, he definitely did. He gasped lowly and looked at me over his shoulder.

I quickly looked away. I totally forgot about the cardboard and the Twister cloth beneath us as I reeled my mind for a way out of this position. We were too embroiled, however, and it proved difficult to unscramble back to normal. It was stressing me out to madness, I swear. There more time we spent like this, the more Marco felt my unbending boner. I panicked and started swinging my arms and legs like crazy, -"J-Jean… calm down,"- Marco spoke, trying to keep calm despite his obvious fluster, -"S-stop moving so I can-"

A sudden knock on the door startled us both. It then swung open before I could do anything, -"Hey, Marco, are you…,"- Armin's jaw dropped wide open when his eyes laid on us and our particular position, -"… here?"

My face burned even more and I quickly started kicking around aimlessly to loosen myself of Marco. I wasn't stressed anymore, though. I wasn't even panicked. I was pissed, gritting my teeth as I pushed Marco off of me a bit harshly, -"You planned on hitching a ride with him to bail me out?"

Marco rubbed his back and widened his eyes at me, -"N-no, I-I didn't planned anything, I-"

-"Then why did you agree to spend the day with me in the first place, huh?"- I rambled, interrupting him over and over again, -"You're double timing me and I hate it!"

-"Jean, listen to me-!"

-"Just… get out already!"- I stood up and waved him off, storming off and turning my back to him.

-"Maybe I should just…"- Armin spoke, looking back at the door.

Marco sighed in despondency and shook his head as he stood up, -"No, I'll… go with you. There's nothing else to do here."

I scoffed, -"Yeah, that's right, nothing!"

I heard Marco gasp lowly before he left, following Armin out.

When I heard the door closed, I dunno why I started slamming my fist on his stupid bed and pillow. I just felt like I had to and I couldn't stop myself.

My judgement was clouded with anger and I didn't think straight. I had to go out for a cigarette to cool my head off. I clothed up with my coat, snatched the cigar box and my flip-lighter and headed out. The cool air of the night made me shiver and clatter my teeth a bit as I scooted towards my -or our- usualspot for smocking, out of campus. There, I sat on the bench and lit up my cigarette. After a few minutes of breathing and exhaling the bitter smoke, my brain opened up.

He didn't really plan to hang out with Armin, right? He actually cleared his agenda for me… right? He's that good of a… friend, if that's what we really are. I don't even know. Our little Twister session turned out to be something else, something other than fun time with you best friend.

I dunno what's wrong with me. I've been acting different lately, weird. I don't know if it's his doing, his fault, but what I do know is that… I've gotten dangerously attached to him. I don't know what to do about it, though. I don't have anyone else to speak with. I can't tell Reiner or the others. I'm alone on this. I don't know what to do, where to go or…

-"Well, well, well, look who's here,"- I rolled my eyes at the voice and the double crunching of the leaves on the ground, -"If it isn't Jeanbo, the gay kid."

-"It's been a while, Jean,"- That was Eren, following Reiner, -"You've changed. What've you been up to?"

-"Nothing that'll interest you, I'm sure,"- I mumbled, shaking my hazy head. Still, I'll need a lot more nicotine to vent off to these guys. They didn't cared, though, and sat on the bench, on each side of me, -"Fuck off, can't you see I wanna be left alone?"

They ignored that, -"Why the long face, huh?"- Reiner started, leaning close to me, -"Did your boyfriend bailed you?"

I gasped internally. He wasn't so far from the truth, -"H-he's not my boyfriend and whatever happened to me is not your business,"- I spat, pushing him far from me, -"Stop acting like you care."

Reiner made a fake and stupid sad face, -"Oh, c'mon, don't treat me like. We're just trying to help,"- Again, he leaned on me, closer than before and whispered, -"It looks like you need it. I know you desperately want to vent off, talk your shoulder out and we're here for you."

I stared at him for a few minutes, just to see if he meant those words. For a second, I considered it but then I shook my head and looked away. I realized that he was conveniently here right now. Before this, I needed someone to lean onto and speak my chest off several times but he wasn't there, not even once. Yet, he's here now, just after Marco and I had a scuffle, -"Sure,"- I stood up, tossing the burnt cigarette away, -"Whatever you say. You need to do better than that, dude,"- I turned to leave until Reiner yanked me back by my arm, -"Hey, let go!"

-"Listen, Jean,"- He spoke, with a more serious tone of voice. He's still mocking me, enjoying this moment and taking joy in my pathetic condition right now, -"I'm just doing ya' a favor, okay? That life you're walking into with that guy is obnoxious, horrible and tough. It's uncool and disgusting."

I jerked my arm, -"Let go."- I repeated, gritting my teeth.

But then I felt another hand grab me from behind, -"Listen to him."- Warned Eren and his face yelled 'or else'. Gives me the heebie jeebies.

-"I mean, c'mon, a guy? Oh, and it's not any guy, at that, it's him,"- Reiner continued, shaking his head in utmost disappointment, -"He's no good for you, you feel me? He's ugly, immature and a fucking weeaboo, did you forget? There's a ton of sexy girls out there waiting for their boyfriend and you could be one them, you know."

I scoffed, -"As if,"- I mumbled and then gazed at him, giving him a sharp glare, -"Why don't you skip to the climax?"

He grinned and snickered, -"You're not as stupid as I thought, huh?"- His expression turned serious as he stood up, tightening his grip on my arm, -"If you start smooching with him, Jean, I'm warning you… I'm gonna make your life a living hell. I don't tolerate that repugnance. Our friendship ends there, pal'. Your choice."

My heart felt squeezed, wringed and tossed into a dumpster.

-"It's us or… him."- He added, further sinking my emotions into the trash.

I clenched my hands and bit my lips hard. I felt my eyes bloating up in tears. After so long together, Reiner just dismissed my feelings like that, like… nothing, like another bag of junk. Gay or not, aren't friends supposed to support you, accept you as you are?

I sobbed and stepped back, -"F… fuck you, man,"- I babbled, unable to contain… everything inside me, -"That's… that's not cool!"

He just shrugged.

And I gasped, widened my eyes. This can't be happening…

-"You're… you're such an ass!"- I shouted and ran, as fast as I could. I've heard similar words before.

-"You know where I'll be!"- He yelled, laughing with Eren as they watched me run like a chicken.

With tears in my eyes, I ran past the bushes and trees, tripping with rocks and whatnots, smearing my ugly face with mud. I kept going, though. I didn't want to look back, I didn't want to see Reiner's grin or Eren's mocking expression.

My weak body collided on Marco's stupid bed the second I reached our dorm, tainting its sheets and pillow with mud.

I cried. I cried a lot and no one came for me. Not even Marco.

I'm truly alone now… and it scared the hell out of me.

Your choice.