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Re: Joel/Sonny (1/2)

[(Anonymous)]

Some out of the way television channel, but he’s watching because his boy will be on talking to some nobody reporter, about some huge thing he’s doing with Feed Me that he hasn’t told anyone else about yet. Joel’s heart races as soon as he sees Sonny’s small frame on the screen, then drops when he sees it connected at the hip to Jon’s. He’d thought Jon was pretty cool before all of this started, even after he started hitting on Sonny; it wasn’t his fault, he didn’t know. Which was kind of the point, he remembered. Nobody knew. Now, though, he wasn’t so fond of the guy. He was taking it a little too far, and was sure the dick knew it. That wasn’t going to stop him though, of course. That’s just the kind of guy he was, Joel was beginning to realize. It was nice of him to help out, but he was pretty much just doing it for himself. There was no way he’d get even close to getting in Sonny’s pants otherwise.

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As soon as he steps into the house and the door is shut, Joel’s arm drops from around Lindsey’s waist. “I can’t do it, Linds. I just… I don’t know.” He sighed, leaning against his girlfriend. “I never knew it would be this hard.”

His phone rang, a loud burst of “Hey Sexy Lady.” He jumped and answered a little too eagerly. “Baby! I mean. Uh.” He tried to calm down a bit, sound cool. “Hey.” Pause. Listening. “Nah, not too much, we just got home. Yeah, me ‘n’ Linds. Yeah, you can come over! It’s not that late. Oh. Uh. Jon? Uh. Sure. Yeah, yeah, don’t want…” He wasn’t sure his attempt at not sounding depressed about it was working. “See you soon.”

Jon was cool, but he and Sonny spent so much time together, and they got to be all cuddly in public. Joel just wished he could do that with Sonny. He wasn’t really sure why he had to keep up everything with Lindsey now that Sonny was out and being… All over Jon. There were pictures and videos all over the internet. Kissing and touching and all of it was so inappropriate. And Joel just wished he could do all of that with Sonny.

He had no idea how Sonny had done it for the last nine months if it was this hard for Joel, Sonny and Jon being ‘public’ for… What now, a week? Five days? It shouldn’t be such a big deal. Sonny was his, though. His little goblin. His baby boy. His adorable, insecure brat who didn’t know how to wear pants. His. And now Jon was getting all the credit for being his boyfriend.

Leaning back against Lindsey, he sighed. “Was it this hard for him? I mean. Seeing me with you. I don’t know how he did it.” Lindsey ran her hand through what little hair Joel had, and kissed the top of his head. “I can’t do it, Linds, I just wanna… I don’t know. God, at his show last night, bouncing around in those skinny jeans. And Jon, with his hands all over him. I’ve never wanted to hit someone so hard. That’s my boy he’s touching! Doesn’t he know that?!”

“Of course he knows, babe. And this was just as hard for Sonny as it is for you. This is all so messed up. You’ve gotta talk to Sonny, now that he’s out. Tell him how you feel about all this Jon stuff. Maybe now – ” There was a knock on the door and Joel turned around, opening it, and Linds walked away, up the stairs, leaving Joel alone with the small boy dressed all in black on the other side of the door.

Before he could say anything, Sonny jumped onto Joel, wrapping his arms around his neck and kissing him, door still wide open. Joel closed his eyes, breathed Sonny in, then pushed him away, looking around outside the door. “He’s not here, love.” Sonny said, and Joel’s sigh of relief was probably a bit too audible. “Everything okay?”

Joel shut the door and pushed Sonny against it hard, kissing him. “Wha? Yeah. Of course. I just… Missed you. Glad for some. Uh. Alone time.” Hands in Sonny’s hair, always felt so much nicer than it looked. Not greasy or tangled, as much as everyone believed it was. He kissed the boy’s cheek, jawline, neck, one hand moving from Sonny’s shoulder to his back, up his shirt.

Sonny sighed softly, relaxing, before pushing Joel away with one last kiss on the lips. “What’s wrong? You look… Off.”

“It’s nothing. So. Where’s your boy tonight?” Shut up, Joel. Don’t do this. You’ll sound like you’re jealous or something.