"I'm Thinking This Is a Problem We Can Solve Together" (Jevon One-shots)

A What Bite?!

DISCLAIMER: I'M IN NO WAY TRYING TO SEXUALIZE NEITHER JAKE OR DEVON AND DEFINITELY NOT ZACKARY OR BJORGVIN!!! I respect and love them too much and I'm not sick in the head so I'd never do that to minors. This is just a prompt I found from a story on ao3 that I like. If anyone has a problem with this prompt I'll unpublish this.
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Jake and Devon have never done anything more than make out and aren't currently thinking nor planning to. But those make outs did end with a hickey or two from one of the boys once in a while. And their families just happen to notice them.
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Devon's pov

Jake Wheeler is my boyfriend and I love him but I can't wait to see him and strangle him til he's blue. If you're asking why it's because I'm currently staring at my reflection in my bathroom mirror. Well actually I'm staring at my neck that has a huge purple hickey on it, that I need to get rid of before my mom comes home from work. It's not the first time Jake has given me a hickey, he's done it a few times before but they've always been small and easy to hide due to him being cautious.

This time he apparently threw caution out of the window and practically assaulted my neck like an animal. Don't get me wrong while it was happening I thoroughly enjoyed myself but that time was over and now I have no idea how to hide it.

I can't call Jake due to him getting his phone taken after getting caught sneaking back in the house at night after coming to see me when my mom was at work. I can't call Junior for help because Jake is his cousin and I'm sure he'd be grossed out thinking about his best friend and cousin giving one another hickeys. And if I call Lexy she'll eventually tell Junior.

My only option was to turn to Google or wear a big hoody cover my neck and I wasn't exactly willing to overheat and get super sweaty. Well that and the fact that my only actually big hoody was in Jake's closet. He wore it home the night he snuck out and got grounded. So I was gonna ask Google how to completely get rid of hickeys.

When I searched up ways to rid myself of my hickey the first thing I saw was use a cold compress, massage the area, use a banana peel mask, and try to boost blood flow. I decided to go with the cold compress such as an ice pack and banana peel mask then massaging my neck.

I rush down the steps of my house and enter the kitchen only to have a heart attack and choke on nothing but air and the saliva in my mouth. The cause of this being the fact that my mother is right in front of me inside of the kitchen or at least she was before she ran to my aid to help me stop dying at such a young age.

When I finally regain the ability to breathe my mom sets me down in a chair at the kitchen counter as she grabs me a bottle of water from the fridge.

When she begins handing me the bottle she stops her actions and just pauses. I furrow my eyebrows before raising one. "Are you okay? Is something wrong?" I question. She blinks before gulping. She opens her mouth but then closes it as if she forgot how to speak properly.

"Mom-" I begin but she cuts me off "Devon, baby why do you have a love bite?" "A what bite" is my response. My mom clenches her jaw before repeating her previous statement. "I don't know what that is." I admit. "The huge purple mark on your neck!" She explains further in a louder tone than before. Immediately my eyes widen in shock and embarrassment before I blurt out "Oh shit my hickey!" I had forgotten that fucking quickly.

Not my proudest moment I'll admit but it was sure as hell accurate for the situation I'm in. "Devon why do you have that hickey?" My mom yet again questions me. I say nothing but after she gives me the look I confess. "I'm dating someone" I admit. She leans closer to me and asks who gave me the hickey. I go completely silent knowing that she most definitely isn't gonna like my answer.

She yet again gives me the look before repeating herself. "You can't get mad if I tell you the truth." I tell her. "I'll feel whatever emotion your answer  makes me feel." She states sternly. I shift my head down and stare into my lap before she lifts my head up again and holds eye contact with me.

"I'm dating a boy...and he's Jake, the one you said to stay away from." I inform her. There's a shift in the air and a very pregnant pause before she speaks again.

"Jake Wheeler, the boy I said to stay away from, is dating you and giving you hickeys?" She asks in a tone of obvious anger. I nod my head and she winces making it obvious she hoped I would say someone else.

"So what else have you been doing behind my back? Anymore Jake related secrets?" She asks. I can tell what she's getting at and I immediately stop her. "I promise you that's all. I'm sorry for not telling you." I voice making a hand gesture at the words "promise" and "all".

She nods her head but I'm not sure she believes me considering I was just hiding things from her. She tells me to go to my room and we'll discuss this topic later at dinner because she needed to go grocery shopping.

I grab my water bottle and head to my room thankful she didn't take my phone because I needed to make a serious call. I press Junior and I's messages and ask him is he home. He texts back a "yea, why?" to which I don't reply I just facetime him. When he answers I ask him to give his phone to my boyfriend. He questions me at first but then does as I instruct.

"Hey babe!" Is the first thing Jake says to me when his face pops up. "You suck" is my response. Before he responds I bring the camera to my love bite then continue. "You left this and my mom saw it! I had to tell her that we're dating and deal with the fact that she was probably going to give me "the talk" so yes you suck" I complain to him.

"Oh shit I'm sorry baby. Oh God that must have been awful...but I got you good didn't I?" he says a bit of guilt evident but mostly pride in his voice. I nod in confirmation to the first half of his apology (and maybe the second too). "When I'm ungrounded, I'll watch any long true crime documentary of your choice as an apology okay?" He suggests.

"Fine" I say. We talk a little more before I tell him to hang up because I could hear Junior asking for his phone. He tells me okay and after saying bye we hang up.

I lay on my bed and let some of the leftover tension leave my body before slowly drifting off to a peaceful nap.
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Again not trying to sexualize anyone, just took inspiration from a prompt on a website. Also if you're willing, pls tell me what you think.