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“And you better get him somewhere safe!” Ryan’s officer demanded, as they both turned and began walking away.
Holy shit.
That actually worked?
“I will! Thank you again, officer!” Ryan called after him, then turned to his boyfriend, who was still holding onto TK.
“Rook,” Hayes marveled, wide-eyed and staring at him. “Thank you.”
“Yup,” Ryan said coldly, not letting on how impressed he was with his own baller-ass negotiation skills. “Can he walk? We need to get him back to the car.”
“Teek, I need you to walk for me, man. Can you do that?”
He continued to slump over onto Hayes’s shoulder and shook his head. “Uh uh. I just wanna go to sleep.”
“You can sleep in the car, OK? Rook, I’m gonna need your help…”
“Of course you are,” Ryan mumbled, moving toward the two of them. He yanked TK’s one arm off his boyfriend’s body and threw it around his own shoulder, propping him up between them like Weekend at Bernie’s. “You need to move your fucking feet right now. I’m not joking. Or I’ll call his ass back over here and tell him to take you,” Ryan warned, as they started making their way back toward the boardwalk.
Some blood had begun flowing to TK’s extremities and he’d started walking better by the time they hit the boards, so he’d lowered his arms down by his sides, the boys buffering him on either side just in case.
“Thanks again, baby,” TK said, leaning his head onto Hayes’s shoulder as they made their way across the boardwalk and to the street where Ryan had parked.
“He’s not your fucking baby!” Ryan snapped.
“Don’t thank me, man. That was all Rook.”
TK shifted his head from Hayes’s shoulder onto Ryan’s. “Well, then. Thanks, Rook…”
“Ryan,” he replied coldly, eyes remaining straight ahead. “He’s not your baby and I’m not Rook to you. And I did it for him, not you. I could give a shit less what happens to you...”
“Rook! Be nice,” Hayes cut in.
At that moment, TK lifted the arm closest to Ryan and snaked it around his waist, his fingers wrapping around and clutching onto Ryan’s hip. “Relax, pretty boy. You don’t gotta be so tough. I just…wanted to say thank you.”
Ryan rolled his eyes, mostly at the fact that his dick perked right the hell up at the feeling of TK’s hand around his waist. “Don’t mention it.”
The fuck’s he gotta be so hot for?
“Well, I mean. If you ever need a favor. If there’s anything I could, you know,” he said, giving Ryan’s hip a quick squeeze, “help you out with, just, uh…let me know. I owe you one.”
“Actually,” Ryan said, sliding his hand on top of TK’s. “I do kinda have something in mind.”
“Really? What’s that, pretty boy?”
“Rook?” Hayes asked cautiously, staring over at them.
Ryan pried TK’s fingers off his hip aggressively and shoved his arm away. “Stay the fuck away from my boyfriend, junkie.”
This Is Completely Fucked (9)
“Holy shit. Is Hayes!”
“Osi!”
The Russian jumped up from the couch where he’d been cuddling with his girlfriend and ran sock-footed through the kitchen, damn-near slipping and knocking Ryan over to get to his former roommate. He and Hayes threw their arms around each other and stood there hugging for a while before pulling away. “I miss you so much. Though this guy is much better roommate than you were,” Osi teased, gesturing toward Ryan.
Hayes smirked as Osi stared at him curiously, taking notice of the dark circles under his eyes. It’d been at least a month since he’d seen him. “You are alright? You look very tired.”
