Page 21 of Twisted Fate

He’d always been spontaneous and out there, while Lukas was private and always worried about the opinions of other people.

That had come from a lifetime of being judged by his mom and her friends, whereas Jensen had grown up without his parents around much, so he’d built hard amour around his heart because of it, trying not to let anything in.

“We need to. I don’t care if you do like him like that, I just need to know what’s going on.”

I’d never stand between them, but what if they didn’t want me too?

I wasn’t going to melt down about it, because I’m not a little fucking bitch, but the worry lingered below the surface.

I knew I could survive without them if I had to, I just didn’t want to.

I thought I’d kept my face pretty blank, but I should have known that he’d be able to read me.

His eyes softened as he smiled and tucked my hair behind my ear.

“I still want to be with you, babe. I love the hell out of you. You can’t get rid of me that easily.”

“Just tell me the truth about what’s going on with you and Lukas. I don’t mind if there is something going on, but you need to keep me in the loop. Also, don’t be stupid, I’m not worried about you guys leaving me,” I replied firmly, threading my fingers through his and giving his hand a supportive squeeze.

He looked torn for a moment, before shrugging.

“Not really sure. I liked messing around with both of you. I like watching you guys fuck, too. I guess I’ve wanted to explore some stuff, but it never felt okay to bring it up in conversation.”

“Really? You like us putting on a show for you?” I asked with a small smirk, earning a smile of relief in return at my acceptance.

“Really, baby. You guys drive me wild,” he murmured, biting his lip and running his gaze over me.

I suddenly remembered the reason behind the conversation, feeling bad for forgetting about the main problem.

“Luke’s freaked out that if he talks to you about how he’s feeling, that you’ll bail on him. That’s why he took off a minute ago,” I sighed, causing Jensen to wince.

“Should I go and find him?”

The door slammed open and Lukas stalked in, scruffing Jensen by the front of the shirt and slamming him back against the wall.

He got in his face, but Jensen spoke softly, reaching a hand up to run his fingers through his hair in the same calming motion he liked to use on me.

“Talk to me, man. Calm down.”

“I can’t figure out what the fuck is going on in my head! I can’t deal with this bullshit!” He shouted, Jensen signalling for me to stay put as I went to move.

It felt like I was intruding, despite them both being my boyfriends.

“Just tell me what’s going on in there and I’ll help you. Is it about me?” Jensen asked, and Lukas’s fists tightened in Jensen’s shirt as he scowled.

“Rory fucking told you?”

“We were talking about my feelings, okay? Relax, I’ve got you,” he murmured, seeming to calm him down slowly.

Jensen held his lean waist and put a leg between Lukas’s, once he felt it was a safe option.

“Luke…”

Lukas cut him off with a rough kiss, pressing himself against him completely.

Jensen groaned, pushing off the wall and pinning Lukas against it instead, and I honestly wasn’t sure whether to leave them alone or stay put.

When I quietly climbed off the table and snuck towards the door, Jensen’s voice growled from behind me.