Disclaimer: Sanami Matoh owns FAKE.
Also- Sorry for the short chapter last time, and thanks to my few readers for making it to the 3rd chapter.
Boyfriends
Dee's POV
What was I doing? JJ was my friend, I didn't need to be fooling around like this. Someone was bound to get hurt, this was stupid, I should just suck it up and talk to Ryo about my anger. But it was so easy to get JJ right where I wanted him. Ryo would put up this impenetrable wall... I watched Ryo dialing away, trying to get a hold of the witness he wanted.
"She must have moved or something." He set the receiver down and sighed. "None of these numbers are working."
"Maybe she fled." I muttered.
"I hope not, that's our star witness." He set his temple in his palm and pouted.
"So, you going to brief me, or do I have to guess what kind of case we're investigating?" I said lowly, leaning back in my chair and running my hands through my hair, trying to take my mind off how JJ's body had felt while it quaked against me not ten minutes ago. I glanced toward his desk, he was leaning over it to talk to Drake on the other side, giving me a strangely arousing profile.
"Double homicide, drug deal gone bad, the usual." Ryo answered. "The family was in the house, they weren't hurt, only one eye-witness. She said she didn't recognize the perp, but the previous detectives they had working on the case had reason to believe she was protecting someone."
"Mm hm." I tore my eyes back to Ryo. "What, like a boyfriend?"
"Someone in her family, more likely. Her distant cousin was visiting when it happened, but his alibi checked out. It's a very tight-knit family, it looks like. They claim he was sleeping in their basement when the homicide occurred. But he has drug ties in D.C., which leads me to believe it was some sort of turf thing."
"Sounds plausible." I sighed, staring at Ryo while he scanned more files. Maybe if I tried to get at him tonight he'd let me. It could have been spite that drove me to use JJ last night, maybe I wasn't as angry as I thought I was. Or maybe I had just gotten it out of my system for now by hurting JJ in the locker room. I closed my eyes and tried to gauge what I felt like.
I was angry that JJ had almost gotten us caught by not doing it right and making me hit the locker, which my hand was still hurting from. I was angry that Ryo still insisted on only talking about work. I was frustrated knowing that if I tried anything with Ryo, even if I was sweet about it, he'd shoot me down. I was distressed that I couldn't tell Ryo about any of this. I couldn't even nibble one of his lips without him giving me shit about being mean or rough or whatever.
So, yeah, I did need JJ. But I would still keep things going good with Ryo. I love him, for Christ's sake, he's beautiful and responsible and wonderfully sexy without meaning to be, he just wouldn't be able to handle the side of me JJ could. And I couldn't do those cruel things to him without him saying it was okay, it would break my heart and his if I forced it on him.
JJ may be the one thing that could hold me and Ryo together through this.
Ryo picked up the phone again. "Maybe if I try her family members.." I hadn't realized I had been staring at Ryo all the time I had spent in my head. I took a file from his desk and poured over it.
"My God, Dee doing work?" Ryo chided playfully. I couldn't help but glare at him.
"I get paid, don't I? I do plenty of work." I grunted. It was silent a moment while we both looked over files, I searched for loopholes in the cousin's statement.
"So, what happened with JJ?" Ryo asked offhandedly.
"What do you mean?" I replied too quickly.
"You ran off to find him 'cause you thought something might have happened to him?" He reminded me, raising an eyebrow. "I'm assuming you found him." His eyes flicked over and mine followed his toward JJ's desk again and my loins tightened, remembering his furrowed brow, his breath, the tears reflecting in his glassy eyes.
"He's fine." I answered, licking my lips and staring blankly at the papers in front of me. "He was hiding, you know. But I found him and talked to him. So he's okay now."
"What was wrong?" Ryo asked. One thing I adore him for and at the same time absolutely hate is the way Ryo is always, without fail, genuinely concerned with anyone going through any kind of hardship. I guess it's one of those things that makes him such a great law enforcer, but sometimes, like now, it could really grind my last nerve.
"Boyfriend trouble." First thing that came to mind. Stupid. "I walked him home and his boyfriend got jealous, he thought JJ was cheating or something. He's kind of a control freak, but whatever makes JJ happy, right?" I wanted to slap myself, I might as well have told Ryo everything. He looked up from his papers in disbelief.
"I didn't even know JJ was dating." Ryo tilted his head and his eyes roamed over to JJ.
"Yeah, they're relationship is pretty hush-hush, so don't tell anyone. I wasn't even supposed to tell you." Maybe I could play this off. It was worth a try.
"Is the guy married or something? Like that other one JJ got involved with?" My, my. I never realized what a gossipy little lady Ryo could be. I smiled at him, it really is the little things about him that get me.
"Something like that."
"He looks so happy." Ryo set his chin on his hand, gazing at JJ across the room. My gaze followed his and I noticed it too. JJ smiled so much, he was radiant. It was quite a sight to see, actually. He talked animatedly to Drake who seemed a little off-put, either by his energy or whatever he was saying. His laugh made it to our ears and Drake shook his head. Ryo sighed, a smile softening his eyes. I couldn't help taking a strange pleasure in watching the love of my life enjoy how happy I seem to have made my toy. "Looks like love. Do you think we ever look that happy?"
"Don't know." I would hope so.
"We should have them over for dinner!" Ryo exclaimed. I opened my mouth and nothing came out. I tried again.
"I don't think that will work very well." I managed. "JJ's boyfriend will be busy. It's like that Joel guy he dated a while back."
"Why JJ goes after married men is beyond me." Ryo let out a breath and leaned back in his own seat. He examined me and sighed again. "They don't ever pay off."
"Maybe he wants it that way." I shrugged, "His choice." I muttered, forcing myself not to look over at JJ again, guilt rising in my chest. It wasn't his choice. If he had a choice he would not have intervened in our relationship. I had made that choice for him, I took that away from him. Power flooded my chest and the feeling was so warm it negated my guilt.
Ryo stood and moved around our desk to kiss me. I hadn't expected it, but he was being sweet so I couldn't complain. I leaned back to meet his lips and was even more surprised when he settled himself in my lap, one arm around my shoulders. I breathed in his gentle scent and was left breathless when he let go of my lips. I had been craving him, his mild demeanor, his soft touch. He beamed at me and I rested my forehead on his shoulder.
"You're being so open." I grinned to myself, squeezing him around his middle. "I like you like this."
Ryo shifted and I glanced up at his porcelain face, his light skin was stained pink. "I wanted to let you know I love you." he murmured, lowering his head bashfully. I buried my face in his neck and tightened my grip on him, inhaling him. I opened my eyes and found JJ peering at me. The devastation on his face was hardly hidden.
Don't feel bad, I told myself. Don't feel bad, Ryo's my boyfriend, not JJ. He had to have known how it was going to be between us. JJ turned his chair away from me and put his head down.
Ryo left my lap and continued work. The weight stayed where he had been, rooting me to the chair. The gravity I felt when I was with Ryo was like nothing I had ever felt, doubts about JJ were beginning to stir in my belly. When JJ finally felt alright enough to pull himself upright again I caught his eye as subtly as I could and mouthed that I was sorry. Why I was apologizing for enjoying my boyfriend's affection, I couldn't say.
He nodded and gave me a half-smile, letting me know he understood.
Drake's POV
"Dee met him." JJ was saying. "He said he likes him. He thinks he's perfect for me."
"Good to hear." I answered, put off by JJ's flustered demeanor. Something was weird here.
"He needs me." JJ smiled obnoxiously wide. "Isn't that great?"
"Great." I was less than enthusiastic. It was weird enough when he sprung it on me that he had a boyfriend. It got weirder when he said that he had told Dee about him. First off, why hadn't he told me he had even met someone? Why hadn't he told me they were close enough for the guy to be waiting for him, at JJ's place, to get home from a bar? I should have been the first person he told. Why would he tell Dee? I could feel the jealousy on me like I was wearing a thick coat of Tiger's Balm on my skin.
JJ didn't spend a great deal of time outside of work to himself, he was a bit of a workaholic, actually. I thought he would have noticed my advances on him, I made any and every excuse I could to touch him. If he wanted to hang out and I had plans I'd manage to get out of them, and still he turned a blind eye to the closest thing to him. He preferred to continue drooling over Dee or chatting at me about his latest hookup, which were very few and very far between. I'll admit I was being subtle with him, after all, I had never hit on a guy before JJ.
I noticed JJ's eyes dart toward Dee's desk. It was something I had become accustomed to, being his partner. Not that it didn't bug me, but now that he has a boyfriend he shouldn't be-
I stared him down, hurt and angry that he would be checking out Dee the way he was, eyes completely glued! Practically undressing him with his eyes, and with that cruel grin... He noticed my gaze.
"JJ, what are you doing?" I asked him firmly. He faced me nervously.
"What do you mean?" He asked, playing innocent. "I was just looking."
"Looking? You were practically drooling. You know you shouldn't be looking like that now that you're unavailable." I raised an eyebrow at him, charm dialed up to level 11.
"You're right." He murmured, casting one last longing glance in Dee's direction. "No more Dee." JJ looked up at me from under his long lashes shyly, then grinned. "I'm so lucky to have you Drakey, you keep me in line."
"Someone needs to." I mumbled. I just wish he could actually see me.
"I'm not that bad." I said pathetically, and he waved a hand at me. "You don't give me so much credit, but I can handle myself better than you think."
Yeah, "Right." I sighed and set my chin on my palm, taking in his languid movements. He seemed happy. Happier than he was yesterday, with all his fruitless pining over Dee... I frowned. Dee did walk JJ home last night, maybe something had... no. Dee wouldn't fool around on Ryo, not with JJ especially. Dee wouldn't do that. He loves Ryo with everything he has, and there's no way he'd use JJ like that.
The second half of our shift I spent some time alone in the shooting range. I couldn't focus enough to shoot off more than a couple rounds, so I sat in the back with the noise-canceling headphones on, just thinking about JJ.
I tried to relax but I couldn't keep my mind off the heaviness in my chest. If he hasn't already noticed my feelings for him there's a slim chance he ever will. If he has noticed he hasn't shown me the feeling is mutual, so there was no hope for me. Either way, I lose. There's no way he'd go for me, this new guy he has makes him happy, I should just be happy for him. For them. I felt the need well in me to talk to this new boyfriend. Just to let him know how special JJ is, and that if he did something stupid and hurt him in any way I'd hunt him down and rip his fucking guts out, badge be damned.
Our shift took too long to end, I wanted to be alone. I wanted to feel the upset like I couldn't at work, get it out of my system. Regardless of my desire to isolate, I invited JJ for drinks. He declined with a polite smile that tugged at my heart-strings. For a moment I thought I was going to break down in front of him but I just turned and fled, tail between my legs.
I sat in my car for several minutes before I pulled myself into my apartment, feet dragging. I threw myself on my couch and it wasn't long before I was sobbing. This was dumb, JJ had me bawling like a teenage girl with a crush. It was ridiculous, how could he be destroying me like this?
I decided dinner wasn't necessary, so I lay on my couch flipping through channels blankly until sleep finally overcame me.
Ryo's POV
Once our shift ended Dee was quick to usher us home. It was clear what he had on his mind, since I kissed him at work he had been out of sorts. He kept trying to kiss me in the file room and managed to sneak a grope or two in the hallway.
No way to get out of it tonight, I know what he gets like when he's in one of these moods. There was no saying no. Dee pushed me against the door jam to our bedroom, kissing me hard. I had to squirm to the side so he didn't crush my head.
"Calm down a little." I asked quietly. He pursed his lips at me and hurried me to the bed. My nerves bristled a little, like they do every time lovemaking seemed imminent. He was rushed, trying to feel every bit of me at once. Dee mauled my lips like I was quickly going out of style and I let him lay me down. It was flattering he could lust after me so ferociously, but it felt a little excessive. I wasn't starving him of affection, was I? It had only been a week or two since we were last intimate. I had had a lot on my mind lately, he must understand.
Dee pulled at my shirt, he was shaking. I took one of his hands in mine and helped him unbutton my shirt. Being as impatient as ever, he fought me the whole way, trying to do it himself. Before we even finished my shirt he was wrestling with my pants, this was getting out of hand. "Dee." I murmured, pushing back on his shoulder so he would stop or slow down or something.
"What?" He snapped. I was slightly taken aback by his tone.
"Take it easy." I answered softly, "We have all night." Dee frowned but nodded, leaving me to wonder why the frown? while he worked on getting my pants off. I finished my shirt buttons and began slipping it off when Dee stopped me with a hand on my arm.
"Leave it." He said sternly, surprising me again. I had only heard that dark little note in his voice during interrogations. I didn't know how to react to it, so I tried to let it go. Dee climbed off me and pulled me by my ankles to the edge of the bed, forcing my shirt to pool under my head. The fabric yanked at my armpits painfully and I reached up to grip Dee's shoulders, trying to stop the pain. "Is it hurting?" He must have noticed my face, I nodded. He tugged the pits of my shirt until I told him I was okay. He left it haloing behind my head, which was fine I guess.
Dee knelt next to the bed, his hands ran over my stomach, sending chills up my spine. I ached for him to touch me. I could feel his breath when he exhaled, cooling the heat between my legs. The sensation was torturous. I wriggled and tried to guide one of Dee's hands to me where I needed it most. He withdrew his hand from mine and lowered his head, his mouth teased me to a point of near agony before it took me in my entirety.
"God, I love you Dee." I moaned, letting my eyes roll shut with the pleasure of his muscles working on me. He prepped me gently until I could no longer hold back my soft noises. Dee pulled back from me and I intuitively brought my knees up, setting myself up for his favorite position while he undressed. He guided himself into me, causing a hot sweat to break out over me immediately. I bit my lips to keep quiet, Dee bent my knees over his shoulders and settled himself over me. He filled me and planted kisses across my collar bones and up my neck. Dee pushed slowly, giving me every inch of himself. I slid my hands over his strong chest, up into his hair to guide his mouth to mine. He held strong and wouldn't kiss me.
I opened my eyes. His eyes were glued to the fabric around my head. The hand that wasn't working on my impending orgasm was stroking the folds of my shirt.
"Kiss me." Dee's eyes flitted to mine then back to the shirt. He didn't kiss me, he just pushed a little faster and sped up the hand on me. He looked distracted and it was starting to bother me now. "Should I take it off?" I asked, making to move.
"No." He didn't stop, didn't slow down, and he somehow sucked me back into the groove of things by kissing me. I let his attitude drift to the back of my mind. The tight knot in my belly was working it's way to its peak, I peered at Dee from under my lashes, expecting his love-stricken face to be the thing to push em over the edge- He was staring at my shirt again, only now he was tugging at it slightly. I was beyond the point of no return by time the disappointing reality hit me. I lost my seed across my own chest.
Next thing I knew Dee became erratic trying to reach his own bliss and everything disappeared as he pulled my shirt down over my face. The fabric cut into my skin again and I couldn't stop the small hiss from sneaking through my lips.
"Dee-" I struggled to get my bearings, managed to find his arms and clung to him, thoroughly confused. "What are you doing?" I didn't hide the confusion and worry in my voice, I thought he should know about it. I felt him pulsing inside me, the low moan that escaped him confirmed that he had finished.
"I'm sorry." He panted, draping himself on me. I moved the shirt off my face and found Dee watching me from where he was nuzzling my shoulder. "It was an accident."
It was no accident, I knew. But I couldn't make heads or tails of it, so I didn't let on that I knew he was lying.
"I love you." Dee whispered. "I didn't mean to hurt you." I had been too shocked to even pay attention to the fact he had caused me pain. He wouldn't do that to me on purpose. Maybe my perception was wrong. Maybe it had been an accident.
"I love you too, Dee." I echoed. We quickly relocated to between the sheets and I buried my face in his neck, inhaling his smell. Tobacco, sweat, cologne, Dee. I love his smell so dearly, as if it were my own. I couldn't fathom how I had lived before I moved in with him.
Now I had him every night, all to myself. Life was good. I put the weird things he did tonight out of my mind and was soon drifting off in his arms, a sweet song I'd heard a few days before playing in my head. This is the way it's meant to be.
When you get tired of holding me tight
Remember it's our state of life
And when we come down
Off our high for the night
You don't let go
And if you're feeling too close
Then we're doin' alright
Got you under my clothes
Take you out tonight
Take you out tonight
You're so skin tight
Never close enough
You're so skin tight
Wrap me in your love
You're so skin tight
Nothin' else sliding
Between you and me
What's symbiotic
Will always be
Surrounding each other
For eternity
And we wont let go
So it gets a little hot
But the temperature's right
I'll take anything you got
Cause you're always in my sight
Yeah, you're always in my sight
Anything less would be too far away
I can't reel it back
I can't reel it back
I can't reel it back
Cause you're skin tight
Fit me like a glove
Skin tight
Wrap me in your love.
a/n: There is more to come with this story- Will Ryo ever find out about JJ? Will Dee overcome his need to let out his pent-up anger? Will Drake tell JJ how he feels?
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-Aeopteryx