a week later
"yes symere?" jordan peeked in, sliding in the room.
"come help me put this painting up." he put the drill down, looking at the $35,000 artwork on the floor.
"don't destroy it though, it's expensive." he warned him. he looked over to see jordan just nod, making him feel worse inside.
they really kicking jordan out the house when he comes back.
it hurts symere the most as this is his friend for years. but he knows jordan isn't going to get help anytime soon, so the decision is necessary.
"on the hook, you put it on jordan..."
"i see it bitch." jordan shakes his head, softly hooking the piece up.
"bitch-" symere playfully hit him on the thigh, making jordan grin.
"alright, it's up to see." he stepped down off the chair, backing up to see the piece.
it's a japanese piece that jeffery brought for his babies—of course symere was gonna freak out about the piece more than sah.
symere been to japan multiple times but he slowed down on the trips since the tickets went up like crazy.
"it's nice to have it up there," jordan added.
"it's so pretty..." symere smiled.
jordan just agreed, didn't want to end the moment but he had to. he had a party to go to.
"hey i gotta go. i'll be back around 9 or 10," he explained.
"to where?" he questioned.
"a party."
symere didn't look amused, but rather disappointed.
after an hour of getting dressed and fixing his hair, he went downstairs to the poly couple being all up each other. they were watching Black Panther before a boring scene came on.
jordan looked in the mirror, putting his name chain on, sneaking glances at them. it seems like they were watching him—turning when he isn't getting glances.
when he finished putting his earrings on, he turned to them.
"i'll be back," he grabbed his bag, unlocking the door before heading to the party.
shutting the door, jeffery sucked his teeth, "he needs to get the fuck out. asap," he warned symere.
sah whimpered, looking at his other partner. symere was biting his lip, looking at his phone for emails.
saaheem felt so terrible for him.
"jordan?" the calling made jordan take an earbud out, turning to see frank in a car.
"frank? what you doing around here?" jordan smiled, yanking the other bud off.
"just finishing visiting tyler and rakim. i had dinner with them. what you doing out here?"
"uhm...you know...going to a party." jordan felt uncomfortable telling this to frank because he doesn't seem like a person to go out and party.
"you want me to take you there?"
jordan jumped at the question before asking it quickly, "oh no thank you-"
"no let me take you there." frank said in a somewhat demanding tone, which made jordan gave in.
"alright.." jordan hopped in the rolls royce, looking at the stars first.
"put it in my car, the location." he instructed him to do. jordan nods, tapping it in.
•••
"so do symere know where you going?"
"yeah he knows." he nods.
the car ride was quiet after that short, small talk. jordan tapped his finger on his thigh, the little vibration filling through his body.
"you know what i'm going to stop the car," frank pulled over on the side, turning off the car.
"w-why?" jordan stuttered, turning to the older.
"you're too quiet for me. i want to know you more." frank explained, "trust me, i'm going to get you to the party."
jordan nods, "what you wanna start with?"
"no, come." he hops out the truck, dusting himself off before to gets to the boy side. he lives here?
he came, opening the door for jordan. when the door clicked open, it was seen jordan played with his fingers, stepping out as he was lowkey nervous.
i'm never nervous around a guy. what's happening to me?
jordan thought as he walked behind frank, watching him unlock the door so they can go in. he lives in a pretty nice neighborhood. very usual for him since he thought frank lives in Calabasas.
"welcome to my home. take a seat anywhere," frank spoke, dropping his keys in the dish.
jordan nods slightly, sitting on the couch all the way to the right. he took his jacket off, sliding on his lap.
"you have a very beautiful house." jordan complemented.
"thanks, i just wanted a normal home." frank nods.
"uhm so what you wanna start off at?" he asked to frank whom was sitting beside him.
frank saw he was tense just by the posture of his body. he didn't say anything though, he thought he already made him uncomfortable by telling him he wants to know him in a very serious way.
"let's start off with music." frank said, "who's your favorite at the moment?"
"it has to be you or rihanna. been listening to the both of y'all heavily." jordan smiled, he likes talking about music.
"oh really?" he said with an surprising expression.
"i think y'all have some great talent y'all show to everyone. very good talent," jordan eased his shoulders down.
frank nods in agreement, "i know i do, overseas love me."
he started put swag on himself, using his hands to promote himself. jordan rolled his eyes at the man but eventually giggled a little bit.
the sounds of giggling made frank's ears turn on, smiling at the boy. he doesn't know why but the laughter made his stomach turn—in a good way.
