Not just a fan

~98~

[edited 30/10/2017]

I walk into the living room where I see Ryan sitting on the couch.

"Hey Mark." He says.

He's watching some tv.

"What's up?" I ask sitting down next to him.

He looks at me.

"I'm just...thinking. Did you speak to Matt?" He asks.

I nod.

"Yes I did, and he said he could find an apartment so you can live in the guest room by yourself." I say.

Slowly he looks down.

"Oh." He mumbles.

We're both silence for a while before he looks up at me, sitting a little closer.

"Mark, is Jack home?" He ask.

I look confused at him before I answer.

"No, why?"

Before I can react he leans in and kisses me.

I pull away quick.

This is so wrong.

"Ryan?" I ask really confused.

I back away from him slowly and he looks at me, I can see he's sad.

"I'm...sorry." He whisper.

"What the fuck Ryan??" I say. "Why...?"

"I just....wanted to know how that was like." He says.

~1 hour later~

After the kiss with Ryan everything seemed so awkward.

I'm sitting, editing a video when I hear someone open the door.

Of course I think it's Jack, but it's not.

When I turn around to say hi I see Ryan.

"Rya-?"

"Shh Markimoo, we're home alone. So let's have some fun." He interrupts me.

Before I have time to act he run over to me and I can see a pill in his hand.

I shut my mouth but he forces me to open it and makes me swallow the pill.

"You're mine now, Markimoo." He smirks.

The world turns pink and green and suddenly I want Ryan so bad.

This is wrong Mark, don't do it.

But my body doesn't listen to my thoughts, instead I start kissing Ryan.

~They do you know what, I just don't wanna write smut because that would be so awkward~

I wake up in my and Jack's bed with the worst headache ever.

Confused I look around not knowing what happened.

Then I remember.

Fuck.