Jude came out of the bathroom and back onto the court. He apologized to the coach and to Phoenix, and they welcomed him back.Jude needed to shake this. Malachi wanted to move past it, and Jude'd be darned if he was going to be the one mired in this way of thinking for the rest of his life. If Malachi was able to move beyond, then Jude was too. Jude wanted his life back too.So Jude played.Jude was still displeased.Jude had never been in a relationship throughout his life, yet he knew it was not normal to be in a relationship with Malachi. First off, Jude did not even realize that they were in a relationship yet. Jude thought they were sleeping together because they were getting familiar with each other, although they had been sleeping in the same bed for one week.It started on Monday. Malachi loved showering during morning hours but was not a respectful dorm courtesy keeper. Jude had to cover for him so that he would not walk barefoot and went showering at peak hour without anythi
He just stood there for a second before shaking his head. Jude knew it wasn't."Then what is it?"He stared at his feet and wet his lower lip with his tongue. He was shaking so hard. It hurt Jude's heart to see him that scared."I have to know, Malachi," Jude whispered.Malachi took a deep breath and pulled up his jeans. He reached into his wallet and handed Jude something. Jude cradled the tiny plastic bag in his hand and his heart sank. He had no idea what it was, but he knew that it was a whole lot more serious than pot."Jud.""Whatisit?"Malachi shrugged. "Coke," he said quietly, his voice barely audible.Jude tugged his hand and made him sit next to him. Jude placed the bag on his nightstand and knotted Malachi's fingers together with his. "Malachi."He was looking at their hands. "I'll quit. I haven't even been doing it. Not this weekend," he said hurriedly."Why was it in your wallet, then?" Jude questioned him.Malachi took a deep breath. "Just in case."Jude frowned. "Just i
Sure, I don't care. I just really need to get those things done. You can get your work out of the way too," Jude said, then frowned. He had never seen Malachi do anything school-related.Malachi sent the same frown back to Jude. "If I have anything to work on, I haven't the slightest clue what it is. I could play video games," Malachi suggested."Sure, you can come along for the jog if you'd like," Jude invited."Some other time, maybe," Malachi replied."Pack up, then. Let's go."Malachi smiled and vaulted off the bed. He showered, and in the meantime, Jude checked his phone. He had five missed calls from Klaus and Yon and a new group chat named "Your Concerned Parents."Yon Whitmore:. att, where the fuck are you? answer the phone we've been to your room twice you haven't slept there in two daysKlaus Tate: we're going to call your real mom if you don't answer soonThose had been sent that morning. Jude rolled his eyes and sighed.Jude: I'm fine I'm on my way back there now.Klaus Ta
Jude Queens woke the next morning to Malachi Flynn's mouth on his neck, kissing him lazily. Jude groaned, turning his face to give Malachi more room. It felt wonderful. Malachi was straddling his hips, his hands clenched on Jude's waist. He kissed upwards, passing Jude's jaw and making it back to his lips. Jude breathed into Malachi's mouth, liking the feeling, and grabbed his face, pulling him in. Jude parted his lips, deepening the kiss, and Malachi followed without effort. They were more in sync here than anywhere else, even more than on the court. Malachi's forehead met Jude's, and Jude opened his eyes. Malachi was looking down at him."Morning," Malachi said with a smile.This was the best possible way to wake up, Jude was sure of it. He drew Malachi back down to his lips, nibbling on his bottom one, and Malachi let out a low, pleased sound.“I have to commit this to memory,” Malachi said.Jude smiled against his lips. “What?”Malachi slid his hands under Jude's shirt and touched
He threw his head back, laughing. He pushed her back, and she sat on the couch again.“No, it’s not. Let’s watch TV, cuddle, and make out. Like we’re teenagers,” he said, holding his hand out to her. That sounded like a fantastic plan to her.“We are teenagers,” she pointed out, grabbing his hand and walking after him.“You’re a teenager. I’m twenty,” he said.She blinked. "Seriously?" she asked. Why hadn't she known this?"Yeah, I flunked out a year of high school and haven't been responsible when it comes to college. I'm turning twenty-one in January," he said, climbing on the bed."I was sure you were nineteen.".He smiled while shaking his head at her. She got in after him, and he curled on her side instantly, getting under her arm and pulling it over him. He kissed her neck and then her jaw. Even when he was tired, he was restless.“Nope. When’s your birthday?”“In October,” she said.He stopped before kissing her and hovered over her. “You’re kidding.”"Not me, I'd just had my b
He kept dragging her face up, and she tried to offer him whatever it was that he wanted. His hands withdrew, going into her hair and holding him close to her. She stopped and laid her forehead against his. Her chest hurt so hard.He kissed the side of her mouth, then her cheek, then angled her head again to kiss her mouth. She couldn't believe this was happening. She had him.She licked her tongue across the rim of his lips, and he opened them wider to each kiss. His tongue made contact with hers, and she closed her eyes tightly, swallowing hard before leaning in harder. Enjoying the roof of his mouth and feeling his tongue against hers created a shock that ran through her. She had no point of comparison, but she knew a kiss could not be more beautiful than this. Nobody could be more perfect than him.His fingers clutched in her hair tight, and he picked up speed. The gentle thud of their lip-kissing echoed through the air, making her hungry for more. She let go of him and put her arm