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For What it was worth it… Metas didn’t mean to say that to JJ… Didn’t mean to storm out of the house, and certainly didn’t mean to break his phone…
It had been a bit of time since JJ had agreed to get engaged to him, had been a bit of time of getting to know each other, of keeping some of his suits in JJ’s house and keeping some of JJ’s scrubs in his…
and it also had been a progress for Metas who had hardly been in a relationship for ages, let alone to pursue someone the way he did to JJ…
and like all kinds of progress, there were always setbacks… this was no different…
Because for once instead of pulling JJ to him with all his might, He pushed him away… also with all his might…
it had started with a snarky remark from one of his business associates - Thorn - during a business dinner without JJ, who almost always refrained from attending anything related to Metas’s business.
“Prepare the prenup…”
The man, not only known to Metas but to properly everyone who came in contact with him, was not the owner of the business, it was his wife’s money he was playing with, and it was also his wife’s money he had been splurging on his new arm candy…
Metas smiled, letting the guy get away with laughing for a minute before he literally threw him under the bus by pointing out the cute mistress that he had been keeping to his wife who was attending the dinner with him…
The woman stormed away from the table, throwing some choice words at her husband, and nodding in thanks to Metas…
“I hope you had a good prenup of your own, because, from the look on her face, she is going to strip you clear of everything you think you own…”
But that was hardly the end of the night, because Thorn, wasn’t done with the words he needed to spit in Metas’s face…
“Funny you say that, I doubt that guy of yours is in it for nothing but the money, so don’t act all high and mighty, it’s all a game of mouse and cat, and you are the mouse in this one, I cannot see what he sees in you, I doubt even the sex is that great…”
If Metas ended up punching the guy, it was no one’s fault but his…
It all should have ended there, He was happy with JJ, more than happy, but the words, the accusation, and the implication hurt…
Metas not knowing what to do with that hurt, couldn’t simply go and talk to JJ about it all, that was never going to happen, so his anger and frustration festered the way anything dirty and infected did, till it consumed everything positive Metas had, everything positive he felt with JJ
It all came to a head when JJ forgot his engagement band on the vanity a couple of days later…
JJ had talked about it with him, had told him that he didn’t like the bulk of it, that he would rather wear it when they were out on a date or something but he would get himself a simpler band that he could wear every day at work instead of taking his off and risking to lose it one way or another…
Metas agreed but never got to do that, He wanted JJ to wear that band, the one identical to the one on Metas’ finger, a simpler band wasn’t going to do….
and not wearing their band didn’t sit right with Metas, JJ not putting the sign of their relationship on his finger was not a good sign…
the entire issue should have been a mere thing that would get Metas to sulk for a night, JJ - being equally playful would indulge him with promises and kisses, and would result in them having THAT kind of night, but he had been festering in his anger for days…
So He exploded in JJ’s face…
The fight shouldn’t really have been anything, considering that JJ had been worried all day that he had lost the band and was in a serious rush to get back to the house to make sure it was there…
But Metas was angry… angry enough that a simple sorry wasn’t going to cut it, and if he was honest, he was insecure, a dark voice in his head whispering that it was JJ’s way of hiding their relationship… of rejecting him, of not loving him back…
“You have been pulling him close for so long while he had been pushing away…”
What happened next was indescribable…
He accused JJ of all the things he feared he was with him for, threw some of his trademark words about people only being after money and money alone, and threw it in JJ’s face that he wanted to make sure he wouldn’t get his dirty paws on a penny of his, so prenup it was…
and Left…
He regretted it the second he did, but He was who he was… and If JJ loved him in any measure, then he might as well see one of Metas’s dark sides while they were still far from a permanent commitment…
“Had it been ever a commitment? Or merely a game of mouse and cat?”
He drove himself to the furthest hotel in the city, not only one he owned but one he could stay in without anyone knowing because his house would feel empty without JJ in it, and in the aftermath of a fight… it would be just unbearable…
the second he checked into one of the hotel apartments, He dropped to the lush sofa, hand coming to touch the band around his ring finger…
Was he that hard to love? Or was He making it hard to be loved?
—
Breaking the phone was a later incident… He had slept on the sofa, or more likely passed out from how tired he was…
and then the phone rang…
He had been half awake when he grabbed it, but the lack of JJ’s name on the display made his anger flare again, and it only made sense at that moment to throw the phone across the room into the nearest wall…
He couldn’t breathe, couldn’t draw in any air… He didn’t know if it was anger or anything else, but it had a physical presence…
a suffocating presence…
He waited a couple of minutes, followed a couple of techniques JJ had taught him when he would feel overwhelmed during physical therapy…
JJ…
He leaned back on the sofa, and stared at the ceiling… willing his lungs to get back in order and start working again…
JJ would have berated him, before placing Metas’ hand on his chest and asking him softly to follow his own breathing pattern…
He was pretty sure that after that night JJ wouldn’t look at his face, let alone let him touch him again…
“I cannot see what he sees in you, I doubt even the sex is that great…”
Metas closed his eyes…
If a few tears escaped, Metas wasn’t going to admit it…
—
Wan came to find JJ pretty much sitting in his scrubs staring at his engagement ring on the table…
“I came as fast as I could… What happened?”
JJ looked at him, forgetting for a second that he called him and asked him to come…
“We had a fight…”
Wan frowned, it wasn’t the first time JJ and Metas did, and it was hardly going to be the last time, but JJ tended to just… keep things private, solve things on his own…
“Wanna tell me what it was about? and Why you called?”
“He left me…”
“He left you? What for? What happened? Should I let Oab give him a piece of his mind?”
JJ shook his head…
“I… I keep forgetting to wear my band… Because it’s bulky…. and…. but I love it…”
Wan looked between the band and JJ’s fingers… and waited for JJ to elaborate…
“He thinks… I am ashamed to be in a relationship with him…”
“Are you?”
JJ turned sharply to Wan…
“No… Why would I ?”
Wan shrugged… JJ went on…
“He changed for me… He… He was so angry when he saw the band on the table… I…”
“Are you sure?”
“About what?”
“Not doing anything that sparked his insecurities? Or Sparking his jealousy? Maybe you said something… one of your remarks… maybe someone in the clinic said something to him, he is very possessive of you even when you are with me…”
JJ shook his head… and Wan didn't know how to console his friend but to just sit with him…
—
Asking his assistant to bring him a suit to the hotel meant that he almost got a dark look from the guy…
Almost… Because Metas paid him enough that he wouldn't openly do that, but he sure as hell shoved it in Metas’ direction, the intention was clear…
“Heading to the company, Sir?”
Metas nodded, He only knew one way to distract himself, and only one… to work himself to the ground…
He heard a couple of dinges before his assistant spoke again…
“Is there a problem with your phone sir, Someone from the office is trying to send you something to review, but they cannot get through…”
“It’s broken, get me a new one on your way… and keep it, I don’t wanna be bothered today…”
He saw the man eying him again… and this time he couldn’t help to be equally annoyed…
—
The day proved to be an absolute nightmare…
Initially, because Metas felt like he was short of breath all day, he blamed it on the lack of sleep, and the people in his office - unlike what he was used to - didn’t steer away from him when they saw him in a sour mood, one of the things that JJ had caused by being with him more times than not in the company…
His anger was still on the surface, He felt his blood boiling in his veins, and the lack of his phone - which he regretted now - was causing him to be even more angry that he ended up shouting at everyone to leave his office…
Including his assistant…
If his assistant failed to tell him that JJ had been calling him non-stop all morning, Metas could only blame himself.
—
JJ ended up not going to work… not doing anything…
He told Wan to go back to his apartment with Oab, despite Wan’s reluctance, he did…
JJ couldn’t think, didn’t know what had set Metas off like that, He was sure as hell angry at him, pretty pissed at the way Metas handled his own anger…
But he didn’t like that Metas had been having those kinds of ideas in his head for god knew how long now…
Because JJ loved him, loved him so much that he had lowered his own walls to accommodate him, loved him that he was willing to commit to him…
But apparently, JJ had been showing the opposite… because now Metas believed that he wasn’t sure about their relationship.
He had called him endlessly all morning, sending several texts, no answer… none…
But JJ was nothing if not determined…
And if Metas wasn’t going to come to the house then he was going to go his…
—
Metas felt like shit… enough that he asked his assistant to cancel all his meetings and went back to the lonely hotel apartment he had…
He didn't bother trying to ask for the phone his assistant had, didn't bother because he knew JJ was as stubborn as him if not more, and because he knew he had hurt JJ, whether he was right being angry or not…
He had asked for a bottle of scotch to be delivered, and as he poured his first glass he could hear JJ's voice in his head berating him for drinking when he didn't sleep and didn't eat probably since before he had that fight with JJ…
So He poured more… drank more… to quieten the voice… to evade his loneliness
—
“Are you sure you are up for going to the office sir?”
Metas’ assistant asked him as he handed him his suit jacket, looking him up and down with something less angry that day and rather more worried…
He wasn't up for going to the office, wasn't up for even speaking if he was honest, but the more he sat around on his own, the more he couldn't bear the thoughts in his head…
He certainly didn't expect to find Thorn pacing the length of his office, without an appointment, without even a heads-up…
He had heard about the legal battle his wife had unleashed against him, on both the maternal side and the business side, if he didn’t end up in jail, he would most definitely end up in the streets by the time she was done with him.
“I don't have time for you… What do you want?”
He went on and on about ruining his life about destroying his family, about paying the price for it all…
Metas didn’t fear him, not only was the place filled to the brim with people who would drag Thorn out, but also he couldn’t do much but talk, He doubted he even had a weapon on him from the look of it.
“You destroyed your own family when you played your wife like a fool, There's nothing I can help you with…”
“And you are any better with that arm candy boy of yours? You don't think he would do better once he found anyone else? I would offer but he is not my taste…”
Metas felt anger flare in his veins, but he didn't realize how unsteady he was till he got to his feet to deliver a punch to Thorn’s face, he started seeing black spots in his vision, he leaned on his desk, opting to talk Thorn off, shout for the guards to drag him away.
“He is better than everything you will ever be… and he is no arm candy… He is…”
Thorn came in his face, hands on the labels of his suit…
Metas was starting to sway on his feet… the black dots expanding to cover his entire vision… making everything fade to black before a voice broke through…
“If you knew what is good for you, you would step away from my fiancée…”
Fiancée…
JJ…
—
Looking for Metas in his house proved to be pointless because he wasn't there… his assistant came to collect an overnight bag for him but didn't tell any of the staff where he had been…
and Metas still didn’t pick up his phone, no matter how many times JJ called or texted…
He couldn't go to work, couldn't focus and if he couldn't focus it would be quite dangerous to handle patients…
So he ended up occupying a table in Oab's restaurant…
Wan dropped to a chair in front of him out of the blue…
“Nothing yet?”
JJ shook his head…
“You went to his house?”
“He wasn't there, I tried his phone over a hundred times, and no answer…”
“How angry he was? How did you anger him that much?”
JJ shook his head and dropped his head to his hands, he heard another chair being pulled before He heard Oab's voice…
“What happened?”
Wan told Oab what happened briefly, and Oab had a complicated reaction on his face…
“Did he ever express any insecurity? I thought both of you were mutually… committed to this relationship…”
JJ swallowed hard, he was, he was serious when he said he wanted to be with Metas, especially when he saw how much he was willing to change for him…
“Did you see If he was at his office?”
“No… Should I?”
Both of them nodded, and both of them almost pushed JJ to leave the restaurant and go to ambush Metas in the company…
He didn't find him in… he was gone, canceled all his appointments, and went somewhere…
“Can't you tell me where?”
the office attendant shook her head apologetically…
“I don't know, Sir… You know him, he rarely tells anyone where he goes or what he does…”
JJ ended up going again to Metas's house in the hopes of finding him there again since he wasn't in the company, only to be met with an empty house…
He waited… just waited in Metas's house… because he didn't know what else to do…
He ended up sleeping in Metas's empty bed… just waiting for the morning to come so he could chase his fiancée again around the city…
He was awakened by one of the maids who offered to fix him breakfast…
“I have to go… I need to find him…”
The maid nodded sympathetically…
JJ went to the company… the second he walked onto Metas's floor he heard a commotion coming out of his office…
“What's going on?”
The office assistant looked worriedly at him…
“It's an unexpected guest… rumor has it that Mister Metas exposed his infidelity to his wife…”
JJ frowned, and walked into the office just as the man held Metas from the label of his suit…
“If you knew what is good for you, you would step away from my fiancée…”
He didn't get to finish the sentence before his fiancee's eyes rolled back in his head… JJ ran to break his fall as his knees buckled down.
He looked up at Throne, fire in his eyes…
“What have you done to him ?”
The man took a step back, fear evident in his eyes…
“Nothing… I… I barely touched him…”
JJ saw the assistant walk in, panic on his face…
“Call the security… get this shit out of my face…”
The man nodded, JJ busied himself with his unconscious Fiancée in his arms…
He touched his forehead and the side of his neck, he was burning up, his breathing labored and a bit wet…
The assistant came back, kneeling next to JJ…
“Should I call the ambulance?”
JJ pulled Metas tighter against him…
“No… We will take him home… Call his doctor and ask him to meet us there…”
JJ hoped he wouldn't end up needing the ambulance…
—
Metas didn't suffer from nightmares much… other than those related to his parents, Sister, and that incident with his knee…
but a couple of weeks into Metas moving in with him, JJ had woken him up from a nightmare related to losing his leg… because Metas didn't remember being that afraid in his life as much as he woke up with those bandages…
JJ knew the entire ambulance trip and being rushed into the OR had knocked Metas off his high pedestal… so it was logical to avoid another one again, and he wasn't going to have Metas out of his reach after those last couple of days…
But that meant that he spent the entire car ride home, holding Metas in his arms as his fever raged up and down…
“What have you done to yourself now?” JJ whispered…
“He wasn't sleeping… I don't think I have seen him eat as well… he was pretty much out of breath for a bit now…”
JJ looked at the assistant in the mirror…
“He… He… I think he missed you, Sir…”
JJ didn't say anything, just stared at Metas's sickly pale face…
“The doctor is waiting for us there, Sir… Don't worry…”
If JJ promised himself that he wasn't allowing Metas to do that again, it was only for him to know…
—
Metas was floaty… so floaty and comfortable that the need to wake up didn't strike him till he heard a familiar voice…
“It's an infection… fueled by the lack of sleep and exhaustion, He was bound to get this bad…”
“Why isn't he waking up?”
JJ's voice… his JJ… sounding so worried, more worried than Metas ever heard him be…
“He is pretty tired, and with such a high fever… He should wake up soon, I think you can take care of that IV line, right?”
He didn't hear the answer, but felt the mattress dip near him… JJ's comforting scent near him…
“Get well soon… Love…”
If that was a dream, Metas didn't intend to wake up from…
—
The next time Metas resurfaced again from his sleep was slightly better, he didn't feel as feverish, was out of his suit, and into comfy loungewear - minus the shirt - and JJ was sitting next to him in bed a towel in his hand…
His eyes took in the room… His room… their room in the house…
“Metas? Awake?”
He turned to look at JJ, trying to judge if he was real or not…
“Hey, Can you hear me? Are you in pain?”
He was too close now, close enough that if Metas reached to touch him, he would know if he was real or not…
and he did, he reached out with a shaking hand to caress JJ's clean-shaven face…
“I… didn't mean it…”
JJ held his hand, turned to drop a kiss in the middle of his palm…
“We can talk later, once you are better, we will talk about it all you want…”
“You won't leave?”
“No… I won't… not going to let you out of my sight as well…”
Metas hummed, that was a good plan, he wouldn't know what would he do without JJ…
“Rest… you are still pretty sick…”
“What happened?”
“I am not sure, you passed out in your office… that's all I know for the time being… so rest, we can talk later…”
“Don't wanna close my eyes, you will disappear…”
JJ moved from his seat, careful to avoid the IV line, and joined Metas in the bed, resting Metas’s head on his chest…
“Rest now, I am not going anywhere… and neither are you…”
Metas hummed, closed his eyes, and surrendered to the lull of medication…
—
The next time Metas opened his eyes, He was alone in bed again, but JJ wasn't far, he was on the phone, and when Metas managed to focus he realized it was his own phone…
“He is still unwell… Cancel everything, for the time being, I will be responsible if anything happens or he is angry at you…”
He must have heard it when Metas started moving around the bed because he told whoever was on the phone that he would call them later and turned to Metas…
“You are awake? How are you feeling?”
Metas looked at the IV in his arm, avoiding JJ’s eyes…
“Fine…”
JJ hummed, sitting in front of Metas on the bed…
“Doubtful….”
He drew Metas’s hand from his lap into his own hand, Metas didn't look at him yet.
“Look at me…” JJ said it softly.
Metas saw the engagement ring on JJ’s fingers, it gave him a small sense of security…
“Metas…”
Metas couldn't help but meet his eyes… couldn't hear the distress JJ had in his voice and not try to give him everything…
JJ’s distress morphed into slight relief when Metas looked at him, his other hand coming to caress his cheek softly…
“You gave me quite a scare…”
Metas swallowed hard…
“Aren't you angry?”
“I am… but that can wait… At least till I know you are well enough to listen to me without fever getting in the way of your mind working properly…”
“What fever?”
JJ’s hand moved from his cheek to the side of his neck before touching his forehead again.
“You passed out in the office…”
“I did?”
JJ hummed in answer, leaving the bed and getting a tablet from one of the tables with a glass of water.
“You did… Thorn was there to fight with you and you passed out, I am suing him for assault by the way you cannot stop me from doing that, You have been in and out of consciousness for around two days since then… fever, inflammation, dehydration…”
“How did you know? Who called you?”
“I walked in as you passed out…”
“You came to see me?”
“Why else would I come to the company, you haven't been in the house here or my house, I came the other day as well and you were gone early… Where have you been hiding?”
Metas leaned back against the pillows, contemplating whether to talk it out or just rest… let JJ take care of him…
“You are angry?”
“You asked me that already, I told you I am but it can wait…”
“I am sorry….”
“It can wait, Metas… I am not angry enough to leave you, and the entire thing can wait till you recover…”
“No… I have kept you waiting long enough…”
JJ put the tablet to his lips and helped him to the glass of water, before putting the glass away and sitting next to Metas.
“I don't mind waiting… Just tell me one thing…”
“Anything…”
“I love, Metas… If you still…”
Metas leaned forward, feeling the tug of the IV line as he wrapped his arms around JJ…
“Love you, too…”
He felt JJ nodd against his shoulder, pulling him back and pushing him down.
“Rest… I will be here with you…”
Metas nodded, eyes trained on JJ till they drooped close…
—
JJ liked to claim that Metas wouldn't do something for him that He wasn't willing to do for Metas in return.
When Metas changed his mind about things, changed his life, told him that he would move in with him, he rewarded him with their engagement…
and When Metas walked out in anger, JJ was willing to weed out the source of that anger, even if it meant admitting all his shortcomings.
And now as he sat next to sleeping Metas, he touched the new addition to his neck…
a new necklace he ordered… a ring-holding necklace, so that he would never forget his band, and not replace it with anything as well.
He was looking Thorn up as Metas slept, the man seemed to be involved in a pretty nasty scandal regarding his wife and some sort of a mistress…
He was pulled out of his social media rabbit hole when one of the maids knocked on the door for their supper.
the knocking seemed to wake Metas up as well…
“Master, it's good to see you better…”
Metas nodded and The maid asked if they needed anything else before taking her leave.
“Do I still need this?” Metas pointed to the IV needle in his arm.
“No, actually I was about to remove it…”
JJ leaned in on Metas, taking his hand in his, carefully removing the needle and placing a bandage on the spot, before leaning in and kissing the spot…
“Get well soon, Love”
He could see the bewilderment mixed with guilt on Metas's face before Metas leaned in and kissed him on the lips.
They parted once JJ remembered that the maid had brought food that would most likely go cold if they got distracted.
“Hungry?”
“Not for food…”
JJ hummed…
“Can we keep off strenuous activities for a day or two? Just till I am sure you are healing…”
“Only a day or two?”
JJ chuckled but nodded, Metas leaned his forehead on him, he could still feel the warmth radiating off his skin.
“Food?”
Metas shrugged…
“If you are the one feeding me then by all means… I doubt you would allow me to hold as much as a pillow right now…”
“Got that right…”
He didn't intend to, didn't also intend to evade the hard conversation much longer…
“I did search for Thorn while you were resting…”
Metas paused in chewing, looking at JJ questioningly.
“He is involved in a scandal… going through a very bitter divorce… among other things…”
Metas nodded…
“Why he was in the office that day?”
Metas told him… about the dinner where JJ was busy and didn't attend, about Thorn making fun of Metas in front of the attendees… Metas telling his wife about the mistress, that he was not a good man for her…
“She… didn't know…?”
“No, initially, She was the owner of the business and the money till she got married, she made him sign a prenuptial agreement and he had been acting really cool about it, pretending, because the second she turned her back on him he did it all… anything that can lead to infidelity he dipped his fingers in it…”
“Where do I even come into that topic?”
Metas hesitated, JJ took his hand in his, fingers tight around him in a reassuring gesture.
“He made… fun of you, said you in it for the money and maybe the sex while he doubted that it was even that… great… said I should get a prenum while it was still fresh…”
“I am glad I am pressing charges… But that was like… what? two weeks ago?”
Metas nodded…
JJ didn't need someone to connect the dots any further for him…
“And everything since then had been playing into your mind, hadn’t it?”
Metas swallowed hard, eyes looking at JJ and his hand.
“Metas?”
“I pushed you into this relationship, didn't I? I kept pulling you away from your friends, and… I was very possessive of you that you had no other choice but to… to be with me…”
The question was whispered into the room, but JJ didn't feel like he ever heard anything as loud in his life.
“Maybe in the beginning… but since that day in your office, there hasn't been a moment that I was pushed, I walked to you… walked with you into this relationship… when… when you proposed, I wanted to call you mine as much as you did if not more, because anyone… you can have anyone, but…”
“but what?”
“But when you say you are mine, when you flash that ring in front of people and call me your fiancée… those are the moments when my heart swells with love…”
“You don’t regret it?”
“Do you?”
“Never!! Not for a second…”
“Neither did I, Nor will I ever…”
“but…”
JJ kissed Metas's lips, effectively silencing him.
“I kept forgetting the ring because I wasn't lucky in love before to ever have a token of love that obvious… That must have… felt wrong… didn't it?”
Metas hand reached to touch the ring on JJ's hand…
“I… can buy us simpler bands…”
JJ shook his head, pulling the chain from around his neck, pulling the finger from his finger, and attaching it to the holder.
“I can never lose it again now…”
“When…”
“I had plenty of time on my hand between you disappearing, and then falling sick… I had enough time to think about things…”
Silence stretched for a minute, Metas reaching out to play with the long necklace on JJ’s neck.
“Still angry?”
“A bit… you said hurtful things…”
“I didn't mean it, I love you… I am sorry…”
JJ’s hand strayed to Metas's bandage…
“You got enough karma for your words Metas, you punished yourself enough for both of us…”
Metas leaned back on the pillows, hand still holding into JJ’s
“I didn’t mean to say any of those things, JJ… I was thinking about you, about that man and his wife, about all the things that had happened… What if I cannot make you happy, what if we are heading on a collision course…”
“Do you think we are?”
“I don't know… am I holding you back? because you would rather leave to study for a higher degree… or…”
“Metas?”
“Or maybe you want to… I don't know, work in another country… work with a sports team…”
“And you think you are stopping me from doing any of those things?”
“maybe?”
“and that would be because?”
Metas shrugged…
JJ looked at Metas.. straight in his eyes…
“If I want to travel I would, but I would still be your fiancée, If I want to work for anyone, I would, and I would still claim you as mine, unless you have a problem with that?”
Metas chuckled… JJ leaned in and butted his head with Metas's…
“Next time dark thoughts invade your head, tell me, don't drown in them alone…”
“I apologize…”
JJ hummed
“Me too, I apologize for not noticing that it was bothering you… and Metas?”
“Yes, darling?”
“Sex… is good… amazing actually”
If Metas laughed himself silly, JJ would claim that laughter was the best medicine.
—
Metas needed another couple of days to be allowed back into the office, but not by the doctor, the doctor had cleared him in a day or so, but JJ refused that, for once because he knew Metas would work himself into the ground once again.
Thorn’s wife - Lien - paid them a visit once word got around that Metas had fallen ill suddenly…
JJ didn’t let him meet her alone, he was wary enough as it was from Thorn, and he had no idea why the woman would visit.
Unexpectedly, she came to thank Metas, because he stopped the charade that was her marriage, and for another because he stopped the mess that was her husband's running of the business.
“You are lucky, you have a partner with a moral compass…”
JJ shifted uncomfortably, the necklace on his neck had gained an additional trinket while a trinket on Metas’s necklace changed from M to J
“I am lucky he let me call him mine, and to let him call me his…”
if JJ could turn redder then he must have done so…
—
It was hardly a couple of days later when JJ walked into Metas’s office…
Unexpected, Unnoticed, and most certainly there to cause as much havoc as humanly possible.
Metas looked up from his tablet before dropping said tablet on the floor, Metas’s jaw dropping open…
JJ chuckled, walked closer to his partner, and pushed his jaw closed, pressing a kiss to the corner of his lips.
“What do you think?”
Metas didn’t think, couldn’t even if he wanted, all the blood had long since left his brain and gone south since his eyes landed on JJ…
Because JJ dressed to the ninth in a manner only could be appreciated by a man like Metas, and he thanked his lucky stars that JJ was his…
A white shirt that was shy of open to the navel, his chest was decorated with the new necklace and its trinket, the ring holder holding his bulky engagement ring proudly, the black slacks that were hugging his lower half were enhancing all the right places in Metas’s humble opinion…
“divine…”
JJ smiled, it had a hint of shyness in it, and Metas knew that the entire attire and act were way out of his comfort zone…
“Why are you so dolled up?”
JJ was leaning on Metas’s desk, Metas bodily caging him while he sat on his chair.
“I had this partner, you know, and I wanted to make a show of showing everyone that he is mine as much as I am his, so I am taking you out to dinner… my treat…”
Metas raised an eyebrow, that certainly wasn’t the plan, and he didn’t intend for anyone to see JJ looking that hot, point-making be damned…
“Is that so? What if I want more than just you treating me? What if I am greedy?”
Metas stood from his chair, placing each of his hands on each side of JJ’s, leaning closer, eyes trained on his lips, and he could have sworn that had a hint of gloss to them, maybe a lip balm of some sort…
“I said I am treating you… You get to choose your treat… you have been such a good boy…”
Metas took a shuddering breath, the hands on either side of JJ, moving to his waist, Metas leaning in and kissing a spot under JJ’s ear…
“Maybe I want to take you, Here, Now… What would you say?”
JJ’s fingers tangled in Metas’s hair, pushing his head away to face him, his gaze heavy with lust and Metas could have fallen to his knees from the intensity alone…
“Sure… I told you, My treat…”
If Metas’s assistant had cleared up the floor prior to JJ’s arrival, Metas didn’t have to know…
And if JJ drove Metas insane only to leave him hanging as he took him home, it was only fair, after all, he doubted how much JJ enjoyed being his…
The end.