Tincho P wanted to see Jake's thoughts when Ryder tells him that he is interested in a guy, so here we go.

A couple of people have asked me to continue this as a full story. This is actually based off another fic of mine, called You're My Kryptonite which is from Ryder's POV. These stories from Jake's POV are just a little accompaniment to that. So I'm not gonna rewrite the whole thing. But, if there's something that you particularly want rewritten, or there's something that's mentioned that you want expanded, or maybe you think x, y, z happened between two episodes, let me know. Or you know, if there's some particular type of fluff you want. I'll try to write it for you.

Jake feels calm, relaxed, enjoying the buoyancy of the sea as he floats next to Ryder. He's lost in thought, but at the same time he's not really thinking. All he's aware of is the gentle lapping of the water against his side, and the slight drag of Ryder's nails when they catch his forearm.

He could stay there forever, he thinks, just floating along. But as he thinks that, Ryder speaks, and Jake's heart picks up from the shock of the noise.

'We should go back in. I can feel myself burning.' And, ok, maybe that's not the only reason that Jake's heart rate picks up. Because if Ryder's getting sunburnt, he's gonna need some more sunblock on. And he might just ask Jake to help him with his back. Which he would totally do.

All the way back to the beach, Jake thinks about this, thinks about having the chance to feel Ryder's warm skin under his palms. But at the same time, he's starting to worry. Because he doesn't want to scare Ryder. Ryder's straight, and Jake really doesn't want to make things awkward by making a move on him.

When they reach their chairs, they towel off, with Jake trying really hard not to watch Ryder too much. He's just thinking about offering to help with the sunblock, when Ryder pulls a shirt on. Well, so much for that plan then.

Jake flops back into his chair, content to just lie quietly and soak up the sun. Ryder though, apparently has other plans.

'How are things going with Marley?' Jake glances across at Ryder, but he's just staring up into the sky.

Jake thinks for a moment, trying to work out the best way to answer. 'It's going really well. She's pretty amazing. I mean, you know that, but actually dating her, it's like – wow.' Jake hears Ryder hum in agreement, suddenly clicking to how inconsiderate he's being. 'Shit, I'm sorry man, that wasn't cool. I always forget you have a thing for her.'

Ryder still isn't looking over at him. 'No it's okay. I've moved on.'

Jake perks up at the news, excited for some gossip, while trying not to get his hopes up. He tries his best not to show too much enthusiasm though. 'Moved on, eh? Who's the lucky girl?'

Ryder mutters something in response. Jake isn't entirely convinced he hears right, worried that he's just imagining things, but he decides to take a punt anyway. He sits up abruptly.

'Wait, what? You like a guy? Who is it?' But Ryder just turns his head away, clearly not going to reply. Jake tries again. 'Ryder, you can tell me. I get it. I'm bi, remember?' Ryder still doesn't say anything, and Jake decides to lay it all on the line. 'Actually, if I'm being honest, there's a guy I kinda like as well.

This gets Ryder's attention, and he whips his head back to look at Jake. 'But you're dating Marley?'

'Yea, and I like her a lot,' Jake agrees, picking his words carefully. 'But this guy, I think I might like him even more. The thing is though, I always thought he was straight.'

Ryder doesn't react, not really. He just goes really still. Jake thinks for a moment, debating what he wants to do. Eventually, he gets up from his beach chair, moving over to kneel on the edge of Ryder's. They're staring into each other's eyes, and Jake has never realised how much he likes those eyes before.

But he's still not sure how Ryder feels, whether he's interested. As he hovers there, he feels so, so vulnerable. 'Please, Ryder,' he eventually whispers. 'You have to tell me who it is. I don't want to make a fool of myself.'

Still, Ryder doesn't speak, and Jake can't help but wonder what's wrong with him. He does reach a hand out though, his touch burning hot against Jake's side. Jake sucks in a breath at the roughness of Ryder's thumb running over his stomach. And then, suddenly, he's not thinking any longer. He wraps an arm around the back of Ryder's neck, leaning forwards over him. And finally, finally, their lips connect.

Jake can't really tell what Ryder tastes like, the tang of the sea is too overpowering. But even still, everything about the kiss is Ryder. His broad shoulders holding up Jake's weight, the damp, fluffy hair under Jake's other hand. The thudding of his heart where their chests are pressed together. Jake's just starting to think it couldn't get any better when he feels Ryder suck his bottom lip into his mouth. Jake feels a moan fall from his lips, reverberating slightly between them. It feels like the kiss is starting to heat up, and Jake tilts his head slightly in anticipation.

Suddenly though, there's a loud wolf whistle, and Jake finds himself pulling away. As he does so though, he catches sight of Ryder. His eyes are closed, there's a gentle smile on his face. He seems peaceful, happy. When Ryder's eyes open, they just stare at each other for a moment.

'That was – wow.' Jake can't even find it in himself to finish the sentence.

He blinks slightly as Ryder kisses his nose, his hands running up and down Jake's sides. 'What can I say? You're my kryptonite.'

Jake just laughs softly at this. Suddenly, he has an urge to snuggle, so he lays himself down next to Ryder. Once they wrap their arms around each other, he speaks. 'Y'know, if you told me that when Finn set the lesson, we could have been doing this for ages.'

'I think we were too busy focussing on Marley,' Ryder replies. Jake feels him stiffen suddenly. 'Wait, you're dating Marley, I totally just made you a cheater.'

Jake can hear the panic in his voice, so he rubs a hand over Ryder's chest to reassure him. 'No you didn't. Marley and I have just been on a few dates. That's all. Nothing official.'

'Ah, right, of course. You're not the monogamous type.' And Jake is sure he can hear the pain in Ryder's voice. It saddens him to know that Ryder doesn't see how this is different. He leans up on an elbow, face only inches from Ryder's.

'Normally,' Jake agrees. 'But for you I could make an exception. Ryder Lynn, will you be my boyfriend?'

Ryder doesn't answer, just leans up to capture Jake's lips with his own. This kiss is more earnest this time. Almost immediately, Jake feels Ryder run his tongue against Jake's bottom lip, and their tongues entangle. Ryder relaxes back, and Jake is forced to follow him, not breaking the kiss for a moment. The angle's a bit awkward, and Jake's elbow hurts a bit, but he really doesn't care. He's too busy kissing his incredibly hot boyfriend.

'Wait,' he pulls away slightly, 'was that a yes?'

Ryder's already trying to reconnect their lips. 'Of course.' And that's the last chance Jake has for a coherent thought, because Ryder just bit his lip, and dammit, that shouldn't be as hot as it is. In retaliation, Jake sucks on Ryder's tongue, amazed by the way he whines. He tries to make him replicate that noise, tries to find new ways of making it happen.

Eventually though, he pulls away, and this time Ryder whimpers. But Jake's neck is too sore now, and he just wants to snuggle. Before he does though, he takes a final, long look at Ryder. His lips are swollen, brightly pink. Jake's really not sure why the shine of spit on them is so attractive. He can't help but worry that Ryder's parents might notice. But they don't have to go back for a while. Hopefully by then the evidence will have died down.

Most of all, Jake wonders whether he'll be able to convince Ryder to give him a neck massage.