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Jesus. Joq spun around and went down the hall, the sound of their fucking loud behind him. He almost crashed into the side table as he went for the door to get into the gym bathroom.
He stumbled in the dark into the room, got his hand on his dick, and jerked off franticly to the sight behind his eyelids. He felt the strangest orgasm building fast—he was coiled with a lust out of his control, but the feeling was saturated in jealousy. He came in his hand and bit back the sound. Not that he needed to worry they’d hear him.
He stood there and caught his breath. He needed to go back out. He needed to act normal. He needed to confront them. What he really wanted to do was leave. He knew he wouldn’t.
He washed his hands, flicked on the light and looked at himself in the mirror. He was flushed, but otherwise normal enough. He waited.
Then, he went back out. He could hear them in the pool, the water lapping gently at the side. He was about to force out the cheerful, surprised, “Hey,” when he stopped again.
They were in the pool, wrapped up in each other, kissing.
“Hi,” burst out of him, too loud.
He watched as they sprung back.
“Joq, hey,” George recovered first. “That was quick.”
“Cancelled,” he forced out, shoved his hands in his pockets and smiled what he hoped was a smile that said he hadn’t seen them fucking like porn stars in love, nor had he jerked off about it in the bathroom.
He glanced at Finn. Finn was bright red, his smile sheepish, his wide eyes nervous.
“Hi, Joq,” he said though, relaxed.
Joq had a sudden desire to punch him in his stupidly gorgeous face.
“Hi,” he said instead. “Mind if I join you?” he heard himself asking.
Finn did not school the frown that flashed across his face. But George was answering.
“Course. Nice and warm,” he said, exceedingly cheerful.
“Cool, I’ll go change.”
They were a careful distance apart when Joq came back out, both looking his way with forced smiles when he stepped through the glass doors. Joq took the steps nearest George, felt his own smile straining as he said, “Warm.”
“Can’t believe you’ve got a heated pool,” Finn said and Joq glanced up at his smiling face, his eyes on George, his voice forcing a semblance of normal into the conversation.
“I like to swim all year round,” George said.
“Yeah, same,” Finn leaned back, his head resting on the edge, eyes on the sky.
Joq felt like he was intruding. He moved over to George and leaned in to kiss him. George caught on a moment too late and the kiss was as awkward as everything else about this.
He heard the rush of water at the same time as Finn was saying, “I better go.”
“No, don’t go, I’ve defrosted steaks—
Joq cut George off. “You got a problem with a bit of PDA between boyfriends?”
“Joq,” George said like he was reprimanding an errant player.
“What?” Joq held his hands up.
“Course not,” Finn mumbled.
He was out of the pool now, reaching for his shorts, his naked body on display in all its perfect glory.
The moment felt unbearably uncomfortable, but within that, Joq felt fucking angry. Finn was a fuck, nothing more. They all needed to remember that.
