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Ryan folded his arms as he looked around the massive area which he had been waiting in for at least over an hour. The place which had otherwise been used as a grand arena was now completely empty. Sunlight shined through the faint clouds in the sky above him across everything that the mass amount of the windows allowed it to touch.
Ryan: I thought that by dating guys, I'd have to avoid all this waiting
Jack: Oh sweetie, you know that you will always be waiting for me.
Ryan rolled his eyes and laughed coldly. "You've got no idea." He muttered coldly under his breath. His eyes narrowed ever so slightly and he reached up, running his hand through the spray painted dark emerald hair. It had been hard enough to resist the offer when Jack had turned around and asked him if he had wanted to come to the local comic con.
It had been growing a bit difficult lately. Jack seemed to be clinging on with all his might to stay at the dumping ground, even with the numerous attempts that Mike and Christina made to try and get the boy out. But more importantly both had very much little time to themselves after the day of the ball. When Mike and May-Li had found them, the look on their faces had been enough for both boys to read clearly, that they were furious to see both of them together like that.
They had been busted.
Both had stated that they should stay away from each other for a while after that. At least until Mike, Christina and most of all, that blond bastard Thomas could cool off. But Ryan hadn't been able to keep it up, evidently neither had Jack.
But the fact is that Jack's condition of Ryan coming along would be that the Puppy dog brown eyed boy actually cosplay with him!
"I'm still not happy about this." Thomas muttered, his eyes cold and dark as they glowered at Ryan.
"T-Thomas!" Bruce whispered.
"I don't care. Jack can do far better than him! The men in this town, have done nothing but treat Jack like crap! He can do so much better!"
"From the amount of time that you're spending with him, I'm surprised that you're not with him." Ryan snarled slowly adjusting his purple velvet suit.
"Enough you two!" Elektra snapped angrily, pulling the large coat she had closer around herself as she felt more than just embarrassed in what she was wearing.
Each in their group had dressed up as part of Jack's plan.
Apparently, according to Thomas, Jack had been looking forward for this for the last month. Ever since Jack had gotten his costume finally, he had been dying to use it and come out with it.
But still he and Ryan had agreed that they would have to keep it apart that they were together. It would draw too much trouble. There was only two people that knew about the two boys being together, May-Li and Elektra. Both of whom would never tell another soul. But still it had been driving Ryan absolutely mad.
A whole month Ryan had gone without being able to take Jack, in every form and meaning of the word... and he had hated every minute of it.
But then all of a sudden out of the blue, Ryan had got a text off the boy a couple of weeks ago and-
"Well it's about time." Thomas grinned. "And here I thought that you was going to come as Alois from Blackbutler." The nasally boy laughed quietly. Then paused as something clicked. "Hang on a minute-"
Ryan turned his head slowly in the direction Thomas was looking in and felt his face exploded out in a crimson blush beneath the pale of his Joker make up.
There he was.
As they stepped out the shadows, their red and black leather clad legs crossed over one another, revealing the alluringly thin but strong toned state that they were. The symbols of black and red diamonds opposite each other were clad like a uniform over him. He wore a matching themed colour corset piece which had been adjusted for him, like the boots had been which reached up to his knees and clicked lightly, sending a faint echo bouncing of the walls around him of the entry. His pearly teeth glistened as he ran a hand through his platinum blond locks of hair, his fringe edged with the same colour of his clothes as he placed the pistols carefully back into the sheaths on his black and silver belt, behind his back.
His hands were gloved up to his elbows but fingers were left exposed as they reached up and touched the headpiece he was wearing, while he pulled on a matching black and red jacket. Around his neck was a tight fitted spike collar, while he wore matching wristbands on both wrists. His contact lens eyes glistened as the boy smirked from ear to ear, his lips a soft red, outlined with dark crimson. Their face was covered completely in white make up save for their lips and eyebrows. But what made the boy's eyes stand out so much was the midnight black outline which surrounded him on his otherwise pale face. "Well hey there Puddin." The boy smirked.
"Jack?!"
Ryan's jaw dropped open in disbelief as he stared over the boy.
Jack's ass was outlined quite nicely if Ryan did say so himself, staring at the black and red leather, before his eyes began moving up the boy's arms to the corset piece, which fitted him perfectly and went strangely well with the boy's figure and body. "The complete outfit from Arkham Cirty." Jack chuckled in a light and soft voice. His eyes looking over to Craig for a minute. "What do you think Thomas? Do you like it?" He asked lightly. But there was no teasing in his voice, only a hope of approval glistening in his eyes as he looked at Thomas hopefully.
The blond sighed, running a hand through his hair but put on a comforting yet small smile for the boy. "I think you look amazing as Harley Quinn." Thomas said softly. "I just think that you could have been a better Alois."
"Well what could be wrong. I have my outfit, and a Mr.J!" Jack bounced lightly on his heels before jumping over and holding onto Ryan's arms. "Aren't I right puddin!" Jack beamed then paused after a minute as there was no reply. "Uh...Puddin?"
Thomas glowered at Ryan as the brunette haired boy ran a hand through his newly sprayed emerald hair and came out with a squeaky. "Y-Yeah!"
Ryan was confused as hell. He had dressed up as asked to as The Joker. That meant he was wearing a bright orange, with black button up waist jacket under his purple suit coat. His button up shirt was the exact same colour as his waist jacket, but was adorned with a dark green bow-tie. He had highlighted his emerald eyes to make them stand out even brighter.
But the boy was blushing like mad still.
Then Ryan saw a small spark gleam through Jack's eyes as the boy suppressed a smug smile. "Batter up." He snickered and Ryan took a quick step behind him as he felt his suit trousers getting tighter. "Anyway, I don't know what you two aren't happy about! I think Bruce makes an adorable Catwoman!" Jack smirked.
Yeah, that was the other condition.
Bruce was wearing leather jeans and black platform shoes. He had a prop whip shoved through his belt. His torso was showing slightly as the black zip up leather jacket that he wore, which clung to his figure, showed how thin the boy was. His hair was spray painted black and his fingers and hands were tucked into clawed leather gloves.
Ryan guessed that Jack had picked the outfits... especially Thomas'.
Jack bounced over and quickly helped the newly ink haired boy pull on his cowl mask. His large black cape trailed out behind him, while the metal outline of his muscular armor wrapped around his body. Ryan's eyes went over every individual detail and still he knew that only one tailor he knew could be able to create something like that, and that was Jack.
Another talent that the boy seemed to have hidden from Ryan.
"So, shall we?" The blond beamed from ear to ear as the front gate opened letting in the priority booking tickets to the joys of waited beyond. Jack was almost bouncing on the spot, giggling with joy.
"Okay, okay. Calm down now." Elektra sighed, slowly pulling off her jacket and placing it to the side where it was taken off to the cloak room with the rest of the coats people owned.
Her hair had been sprayed a deep crimson, her cheeks blushed with a faint green to bring out the tones of her skin. She wore a one piece, dark emerald gloves and some knee high boots which like the one piece she wore on her torso and finished just bellow her waist, was adorned with roses and layers of satin and velvet. "I still can't believe you wanted me as Poison Ivy." She muttered, folding her arms self consciously as she glanced around. "We're gonna-"
"Let's go! Let's go! Le-e-e-et's g-o-o-o-o!" Jack giggled.
The three boys all exchanged an amused look as Jack went cartwheeling away into the crowd and the depths which waited.
"Next time." Thomas smirked slightly, glancing over at Bruce as he wound his arm around his friend and set on the path after his surrogate little brother.
And his finally admitted secret crush.
"I'm choosing the outfits." Thomas grinned, his imagination running wild with costumes he could slip Jack into.
"If you believe that, then it's you who should be labeled insane! Not me!" Jack called back and giggled.
"Honestly... you all think I'm like some kind of lost dog who will just follow you all anywhere!" Ryan frowned slightly, folding his arms. "I'm not just going to drop everything and follow you all around all day just because you ask-"
"Oh Mr.J, your phones going?"
Ryan frowned and felt his phone vibrate in his pocket.
Thomas shot a questioning frown at Ryan but didn't seem to notice the glistening spark in Jack's eyes as the boy grinned from ear to ear like a Cheshire cat.
Jack: Play nice Puddin, and you may just be able to rev up your Harley ;) x
Ryan's jaw dropped and he looked up slowly.
Jack's eyes were half lidded as he slowly turned, moving his arse and shaking it slightly as he swayed with every, carefully placed step. His fingers tapping lightly against the soft skin of his hips as he shot Ryan a small grin, then ran off.
"I'm coming!" He called, running after them to catch up.
Bruce rose an eyebrow and looked between them and his best friend. "D-D-Did we miss something?"
"I've got a feeling." Thomas glowered at Ryan. "That we missed something big... and I don't like it."
For an hour they wandered around and barely even covered the smallest amount of stalls which were there and open.
Thomas made sure to stick close to Bruce and Jack the entire time. Elektra was never that far away either, her eyes always on her baby brother protectively, like a mother hawk ready to swoop in and help should the moment need it.
Whenever Jack wandered too far, Thomas and Elektra would call out the boy's name. Though with a small smile Ryan would let out a light chuckle with Bruce at the eager boy. "It's like he's a kid and it's pancake day, or he's at Disney land!" Ryan chuckled quietly.
"Well dayumn, that's one Harley Quinn I wouldn't mind letting handle my mallet."
The smile slipped off Ryan's face as a couple of older teenagers walked past, staring at Jack as though they were ready to pounce.
"Harley!" Ryan snapped.
Jack looked up and rose an eyebrow, but smirked when he saw the other boys, before he skipped over. "Coming Mr.J!" He giggled, on the last step cartwheeling and ducking under Ryan's arm which immediately wound around Jack's waist and pulled him tightly next to him.
The guy dressed up as Deadpool glared at Ryan behind his mask. "Easy mate. I was just having a bit of fun. Don't need to get your knickers in a twist-"
"Tell me, in a fight between the Joker and Deadpool, who won?" Ryan asked softly.
"They never have-"
"Wanna find out?" Ryan growled.
Jack giggled quietly, leaning back against Ryan's chest.
Ryan had grown absolutely sick of it. Finally. He had enough!
He was in freaking love with Jack. He had been all this time. Since he had clapped eyes on the golden eyed blond he had felt like he had finally found something! Something in all of his confusing bloody life! He had found someone! He had his first time with Jack!
He had brought Alex into his world of the game, only to get the boy hurt and just as they had gotten together and those words had finally come out, he had lost everything in one night. He was sick of other people taking from him what he had been in the middle of! Enough already! He had enough of people flirting with Jack! Enough was enough already! His Princes was his! Not someone else!
Not Thomas'!
Not Kings!
His!
"Cool off mate... we'll be on our way." The costumed guy frowned, slowly walking away muttering insults under his breath as he went.
Jack grinned from ear to ear as he laced both hands innocently behind his back and looked up slowly into Ryan's eyes. "You do realize that it was Bruce who is dressed as Catwoman, put those claws away sweetheart. But I do have to ask, what was all that about?" Jack glanced over for a minute to the large crowd, noticing that Thomas and Bruce were at a stall, looking through some comics. Elektra stood nearby, quite and solitary as she looked over both of them.
"Nothing." Ryan muttered, feeling a little empty when Jack twirled away from his embrace.
"Huh... that's a shame. I thought that if I put you in that costume, you may feel a bit more confident... instead of hiding." Jack's eyes narrowed. "But I guess, I wasted my time." With that he turned sharply on the spot and began to walk away. A frown marred his face as the boy look at the floor with disappointment obvious in his eyes.
"Jack?" Ryan said with wide eyes, not understanding why the blond was so upset.
"No... It's fine. Forget it." Jack shook his head.
It was another half an hour before they took a break after that.
A half hour filled with constant requests for photos, selfies and questions about how they had made their outfits... the latter wasn't so awkward. But with every new photo by someone who wanted a picture of Jack or Ryan, or as both in their couple position. It became more and more awkward for both. They would always stand a bit of a distance away from one another and when the person on the camera would ask for them to get a bit closer, they would shoot a glare which they were sure Harley and Joker would be proud of.
They were just about to sit down when Thomas wheeled around on them both and frowned. "Okay, what's going on here? You've both been acting awkward with each other all day. You both are sending such mix signals that even a dead stone could probably read you! So what happened..." Thomas slowly turned his gaze over to Ryan. "What the hell?" He glared then looked a bit softer at Jack who had folded his arms.
"It's nothing." Ryan said then watched as Jack frowned at the floor, not saying anything but shooting him a look as cold as the winter which lingered in the air around them.
"Jack." Bruce said softly, his twitch moving across his face as he let out a small whimper.
"What ever." Jack snapped and stormed off, with Bruce on his heels, calling after him to see if he's okay.
Thomas towered above Ryan as the boy's cold eyes bore down into brown eye boy. His fists were curled tightly, so much so that beneath his gauntlets that his knuckles blared white against his skin. The boy's body was tense, tired, looking fed up and ready to knock Ryan out. "I've had enough of Jack being hurt by you. I've had enough of watching him get hurt."
"And I've had enough of watching you pretend you're in happy family! He isn't your brother! He had a sister! A sister who has to watch him and pretend as though she doesn't even know him!"
Elektra turned away and just glared at both of them for a minute, calling them both idiots before running after Jack.
"It's not a game Ryan." Thomas sighed but kept up his annoyed glare as he pulled back his mask. "It's the fact that everyone in this stupid town is a backward, idiotic, imbecile who seems to set impossible boundaries for Jack. I saw it happen to him before, I'm not going to let it happen to him, especially not after what he's been through. You need to stay away from him and stay out of his life." Thomas began to turn away slowly as his eyes searched for his friend and Jack. "You wouldn't just be doing yourself a favor, you'd be doing him one too-"
"Really? Because it didn't seem like he wanted me to go the other day when I was fucking him!" Ryan barked.
Of course, that was the moment that Jack, Elektra and Bruce had decided to return.
Jack's jaw dropped open in disbelief.
Bruce blushed brightly staring over at Jack with disbelief and jealousy.
Elektra's eyes glowed with a bloody murder.
And Thomas punched Ryan square in the face.
"AFTER EVERYTHING WE WERE TOLD! YOU DID THAT?!" Thomas snarled.
"Alex!" Bruce squeaked.
"God damn it, those gauntlets are made with real metal aren't they?" Ryan snarled, rubbing his jaw where it hurt like hell.
"I swear to god, you're dead!" Thomas snarled.
But just as his fist smashed out again, Ryan ducked as a black heel pinned Thomas' fist to the wall.
The gap between the heel and the point of the shoe, made a manacle over Thomas' wrist and kept him locked in place. "Honestly, why Harley Quinn never did this, I'll never know." Jack yawned, his leg raised at it's flexible angle and yet he kept perfect balance as he focused. "Heh, I'm actually quite flexible aren't I? Maybe I should try out for gymnastics." The boy shrugged.
Elektra momentarily forgot her rage at Ryan and her eyes brimmed with happiness at the boy's words.
Jack's eyes slowly slid over to Ryan. "Nice nose bleed... you're ruining your make up. We've got no chance in the costume competition, A) If we're all going to be arguing, and B) caught bloody."
"T-Thomas?" Bruce whimpered, staring at his friend, shocked by such a sudden burst of anger.
"You selfish bastard." Thomas snarled. "You selfish son of a bitch."
"Oh you're both just fucking jealous and you know it." Ryan smirked, grinning from ear to ear as both of the other boys glowered at him, Thomas' eyes bore into him, while Bruce looked directly at Jack who didn't care one way or the other.
"Enough games." Jack snapped. "I'm going to go and clean up Ryan. Then I'm going home." He looked between them both. "If I wanted fighting, I would have stayed back at the dumping ground."
With that, Jack pulled back his heeled foot and grabbed Ryan by the collar of his shirt, dragging him to the nearest bathroom.
Bruce just sighed and watched both boys go.
He slowly glanced up to Thomas who held his fist in pain but looked down at the floor sadly. "I-I k-know why you did it." Bruce said as softly as he could. "But it's Jack's life. But... Can you give him a chat about it? Because if his Mike finds out about this?" Bruce smiled ever so slightly, chuckling softly. "Then I think that-"
"I'm so dead." Jack whispered before shoving Ryan up against the closed bathroom door and kissing him passionately.
His hands were curled tightly into Ryan's suit jacket collar as he felt the taller boy's tongue slowly moving across his lower lip before seeking entrance. It was like fire was exploding across every nerve of his body. His head seared in pain but the pleasure moving through him was like nothing he had ever felt in his life. Ryan was like the venom and the life saving medication all at once.
He had slammed the door locked shut behind him the moment that he had gotten chance to. Some people had shot him a look but he had only smirked as he had looked at the brown eye boy. Staring at those beautiful eyes which just seemed to hypnotize him whenever he found himself looking into their depths. "So nothing am I?" He had purred. "I'll see about that."
He slammed Ryan back against the door, grinning from ear to ear with a victory as he watched the other boy left breathless.
Though he himself had to turn away for a minute as he felt a sharp searing pain in his forehead.
"Got to say... Keeping that secret about us... it was fun." He whispered gently. His eyes sparkling. "But it seems that everyone who knows about us, May-Li, Thomas, Bruce, Elektra. They all seem to disapprove or think that it's dangerous?"
"The way that I see it." Ryan grinned. "Is that right now, it's only Harley Quinn, kissing her boyfriend."
"Hmm..." Jack purred, placing a slow kiss on Ryan's lips. "I've got to say... I do like that perception."
Jack looked over at the door for a long minute then the large empty bathroom around them.
"Uh... Jack? What are you thinking?"
"I'm thinking... I want some bloody fun. I want some fun, some pleasure and it only seems to be that I can get that from you." Jack's fingers moved across the boy's belt. "And since we're both in character right now..."
"In a public place?" Ryan stared with wide eyes.
"What am I?" Jack smirked before slamming their mouths back together. "Mr.J."
"You're my boy friend and I love you!" Ryan whispered as Jack pulled back.
The comment hung there in the air for a long minute as Jack seemed to be staring back into the boy's eyes.
"Right answer." Jack whispered before kissing Ryan passionately and slamming him back against the door once more.
