LOGINJake's POV.His eyelids dragged open, a reflex response to the screeching sound of the doors and goodbye kisses.His eyes burned, and he felt trails of caked tears on his face.Matt and Enzo's banter on which one of the girls showed more expertise drowned into the background.His thoughts traveled back to Ray sitting with his leg hanging on the armrest and his head leaning backwards, while he held a book to his face.Ray's presence alone has turned his mini apartment into heaven, with Ray as the god.Jake clutched his stomach tight, hoping his motion would soothe the hollow echo in his guts.He closed his eyes again, imagining how their fingers breezed against each other, barely touching yet sending chills down his spine.How Ray claimed his lips and looked at him like nothing else mattered.His subtle show of affection, from the way he pulled the curtains just the way he liked it, placing coffee next to Jake whenever he stayed on his laptop for long. How he tiptoed when Jake fell asl
Enzo's POV.Jake's eyes dragged open, his eyelids twitched, he closed them almost immediately.“He lives,” Enzo proclaimed, hands spread apart, lips curled in a smile.He blinked hard, letting his eyes adjust to the light in the room.“What happened?” Jake asked.“Enzo saved you, that's what happened,” Matt answered, pushing aside the curtain on the side of the room, which was littered with half-eaten Chinese food and burger wraps.“What about Jake” he stuttered, and “Henry,” he made to sit on the couch where he lay.A sharp pain spread in the lower part of his stomach.“Easy loverboy, you aren't so fit” Enzo coed.Letting his gaze linger on Jake as he walked around the couch to the bottle of wine on the kitchen island.“Where are they?” Jake growled.Matt scoffed, “Don't act like you didn't see this coming all along”.Enzo snickered, chugging the contents of the bottle down in one gulp.He walked back to the couch Jake lay and shook his head softly, “This brain of yours man”Jake bli
Ray's POV.Ray's fingers squeezed around Henry's neck.Tears well up in his eyes, one hand clutching his bruised rib and the other, tugging at Ray's fist.Ray's eyes turned red, his veins popped on his skin as he pressed on Henry's neck.Henry groaned.Wheezing.“Stop it” Jake rushed out.He tried to touch Ray, Ray's eyes met his, he froze.Ray's jaw clenched tight and his eyes glared as though anyone staring for long could get lost inside.“Ray please, stop” Jake begged.Henry's eyelids were already dwindling weakly.Ray loosened his grip, pushing him aside and making for Jake's room.Jake followed.“You nearly killed someone,” Jake pointed at the closed door.Ray didn't wait for Jake to continue before pressing him against the door, claiming and sucking on the corner of his lips fast, needy.He pulled away just enough for them both to catch their breath, before claiming Jake's lips again.Jake's words muffled against Ray's lips, first resisting then slowly melting in and patting his
Henry's POV.After the incident with Jake, he tried to stay busy all around the clock.Cooking, cleaning, running errands for Ray, or anything else aside from resting.But Jake still made subtle advances, like winking at him while he made breakfast.breezing his fingers around his when they were in close proximity.Anything at all to taunt him.“Do you plan on burning down the house?” Ray asked.Pulling Henry back to reality as he scrambled to the stove to set it off.“I'm so sorry Sir” his head dipped into a bow.This was the third time this sort of thing had happened, at this point, he could tell from Ray's clenched jaw that he wasn't having it.Ray turned back towards the sitting room. “Sir, I'd like to go home,” Henry muttered under his breath.Ray paused. Letting the whistling of the boiling kettle sizzle in the silence.“It's too late” Ray blurted and disappeared out of the kitchen.Henry smashed his balled fist on the kitchen island, sniffling hard.Jake walked in, a smug smi
Ray's POV “No… Stop” Ray groaned, his eyes twitching inside their lids.Jake tapped once, twice, soft but persistent.Ray's eyes dragged open, retreating back in as the tiny ray of light that made its way from the closed curtains hit his face.“Nightmare?” Jake asked, rolling off the bed.Ray nodded, his eyes still locked shut.“I'll be heading out this morning,” Jake blurted out, avoiding Ray’s eyes.Ray blinked.“You can't, it's dangerous,” he said, sitting up, his forehead creasing.“It's important,” Jake muttered, heading straight for the bathroom.Jake didn't wait for the usual breakfast Henry made every morningHe just rushed off.“Do you know any undercover investigators?” Ray asked, staring blankly at the English breakfast laid out, one he apparently smelt all the way from the room before Henry came to inform him about them.“No sir, “ Henry jolted his head like he was about to shake them off.“But I can get you one” His lips curled with a small smile.“I will do that myself
Jake's POV.Ray pulled out a pen from the book on the table and made for the door.Jake followed behind him.Ray's fingers curled around the doorknob as it clicked and Jake pulled against Ray's shirt.Ray pushed forward the pen clasped tightly in his other hand, ready to strike.The door opened, and he made to drive the pen into the stomach of the invader.When the invader caught it in one grip.“If I were an assassin, is this your master plan to eliminate me?” Enzo jeered.Ray loosened his grip on Enzo to enter the house.Enzo closed the door behind him, his gaze landing immediately on Jake clutching onto Ray's shirt like his life depended on it.“I see you two are getting along well” Enzo nudged his way to the couch.While Jake loosened his grip on Ray, straightened himself, feeling the flush of red on his now cold ears “I was wondering when you planned on stopping by” Ray spoke, making his way to join Enzo on the couch.“I have good news and bad news” Enzo clasped his fingers on h







