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“Hey, Alex? Should I put salt in Tomas’s coffee?” John said, laughing.
“No, please don’t. He’s gonna be pissed.”
John didn’t listen, but instead got a spoonful of salt and mixed it into his boyfriend’s coffee. Alex just sighed.
“Seriously?”
“Yup.”
The door opened and Tomas walked into the apartment. He looked like he hadn’t slept in a week. He sat down next to Alex and John; taking a big sip of coffee, and spitting it out right onto the table.
“Ew! Which one of you two put salt in this?”
John pointed at Alexander.
“ALEX! You dumbass! You’re gonna pay for this, you know.”
“What? No, I- I didn’t do it!”
“Oh, shut up!” Tomas said, already pushing his chair back and dragging Alex to the bedroom.
“Please, Tomas, I didn’t do it! I-“ He was silenced with a gag being stuffed into his mouth and tied around his head. Tomas threw the struggling Alex onto the bed, grabbed a length a rope from his closet, and started by tying his feet to the bed frame. Meanwhile, Alex had managed to stip out the poorly tied gag.
“John did it! I promise! Tomas, please listen!”
Tomas stopped.
“Wait, really? Why would he blame it on you?”
Between sobs, Alex answered.
“I- I don’t know, but I promise I didn’t do it.”
Tomas dropped the rope he was holding and opened the door.
“John, can you come here?” He sounded mad. John walked in.
“Yeah, wachu want?” He said, glancing at Alex, who was crying into the pillow.
“John, did you put the salt in my coffee and blame Alex?”
“Uhhh, maybe?”
“Why would you do that? Look at him, he’s gonna be terrified of you.”
“I’m sorry, you looked really pissed when you walked in and I got scared.”
Tomas sighed and started untying Alex, who curled up in the corner of the bed as soon as he was able to.
“John, baby, you can’t do that. Do you want me to start punishing you the way I do Alexander?” Tomas said, but it was obvious that he wouldn’t actually do that.
“Heh, you wouldn’t. You can’t. I had a panic attack when you tried last time.” That was true, John panicked when he was tied up.
“Whatever. But Alex looks so scared. He probably has burns on his wrists because we tie him up so often. Actually,” he switched his attention to Alex, “Baby, can I see if you have rope burns?”
“N-no, pl-ease” Alex managed to say between sobs.
“Alexander.”
“Ugh, o-ok” He held out his arm to Tomas, who pulled the sleeve up. What he saw made his gasp. Alex’s wrist was filled with fresh and clearly self-inflicted scars. He looked up to see Alex, who was cowering behind his knees and had tears rolling down his cheeks.
“Alex, why would you do this to yourself?” This time it was John who spoke. Alex pulled his arm out of his boyfriend’s grip and hid it under the covers. Tomas sat down on the bed next to him. Alex mumbled something, but neither John of Tomas understood him.
“What did you say, Alex?”
“Go-o away.”
His boyfriends looked at each other.
“Are you sure, baby?”
Alex nodded. Both John and Tomas got up and left without saying another word.
The next morning Tomas knocked on Alex’s door. There was no answer.
“I bought you breakfast.” He said, opening the door. Alex didn’t looked like he’d moved since last night, still sitting in the corner of the bed. Tomas put the plate on the bedside table and sat down next to Alex.
“Alex, are you awake?” This time, after a few seconds, there was a response.
“Mhm.”
“I bought you breakfast.”
“I’m not hungry.”
Tomas paused for a moment.
“You need to eat something.”
“No.”
“You need to.”
“Fine.”
Alex lifted his head up and his boyfriend finnaly say his face. His eyes were red from crying and there were tear stains on his cheeks. Tomas handed him a plate of toast and eggs, which Alex took with slightly shaky hands.
“Alex?”
“Yeah?”
“It’s my and John’s fault, right?”
Alex shrugged. That meant yes.
“I’m really sorry. I’ll try my best to be nicer to you, ok?” Alex shrugged again.
“Well, I have to leave for work. I called in sick for you until next Monday, I figured you’re not in a state to go for a few days.”
“Thanks.”
“You’re welcome. I’ll see you later. Remember to eat lunch.” He paused for a second.
“Can I kiss you goodbye?”
Alex shook his head and Tomas left the room, and a minute later, Alex heard the front door close. He finished eating breakfast and walked around the apartment. It felt so quiet without neither John or Tomas home. There was a sticky note on the fridge. It said: “Theres sm ice cream in the freezer and man nd cheese in the fridge. I’ll be back a little earlier from work today, so we can do smth together if you want. Love u. -J
PS: apart from the obvious things, pls tell us what you want us to change in like, yk, this relationship. “
Wow, his boyfriends were being really nice today, totally unrelated to any recent events. Well, at least they were trying. He took a sticky note from a stack on the kitchen counter, looked around till he found a pen, and started writing. Usually, the words came by themselves, but today he paused after almost ever single one. In the end, he wrote: “You make me feel like I can’t make mistakes around you. Also, really weird request, but can u and Tom call me baby boy smtimes? You only call me that when we’re having sex.” It was, like, really straightforward and it would definitely make them both feel bad about this whole thing. But that was what Alex wanted, after all, they deserved it. He was tired of being used every night, tired of watching John and Tomas share romantic moments without him, tired of being an object in his own relationship. He picked up the pen again and write under the original message: “PS: if u think ice cream is gonna solve this, ur what I call ‘wrong’.”
John came home early, like he promised. Neither the ice cream nor the mac and cheese looked like it had been touched. He changed out of his work clothes and knocked on Alexander’s door.
“Come in.”
John walked in and sat down sat down next to Alex, who was scrolling on his nearly dead phone. He looked like he hadn’t slept in a week. There were a few awkward seconds before Alex spoke.
“What do you want? Because if you’re here to stick your dick into me while I can’t even ask you to stop then you can fuck off.”
“No, of course not, baby boy. I was just wondering if you wanted to do something together since I have time.”
“And what would this hypothetical something be?”
“Anything you want… and I can afford.”
That’s when Alex finnaly looked at John properly.
“John, right now all I want to do is break up with both you and your little fuzzy haired friend. Oh and maybe jump off a roof.”
“You can break up with us if you want to, no one’s gonna try to stop you. But please give us a second chance.”
“I don’t know. You’re both so mean to me.”
“I know, baby boy. But please give us another chance.”
“Maybe. Can we go to the mall? I wanna do some Christmas shopping.”
“Of course. Meet you by the door in ten minutes.”