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Ryan's room was too quiet for a Friday.
Or, at least, it would have been if Trevor hadn't been talking non-stop for almost twenty minutes.
—If we change the lighting in scene three, we could make the contrast much more interesting —he explained, sitting in front of a small camera while reviewing the day's recordings— Also, technically, if we use..-
—Trevor —Ryan interrupted from the other bed— No one knows what 'technically' means.
Trevor slowly raised his gaze.
—You don't even know how to focus a camera.
—I know how to focus perfectly.
—Last time you recorded your own face for six minutes.
Ryan smiled.
—Because my face was the most interesting thing to record.
From one of the beds, a sigh was heard.
Ash was completely sprawled out, his face buried in the pillow with no desire to help with whatever Trevor and Ryan were doing.
"Can you argue a little quieter?" he asked.
—We're not arguing —Ryan replied.
— You two have been arguing ever since you arrived.
—That's different.
Ash barely lifted his head just to look at his arrogant friend.
—How?
—Because I'm winning.
Trevor made a face.
—You're not winning anything.
—Exactly. I'm winning the argument.
—That doesn't even make sense.
Jasper let out a small laugh from the desk.
He had been trying to finish one of his assignments, although he had long since stopped concentrating thanks to all the noise his friends were making. He looked up at his classmates and then glanced at the clock.
—Weren't we supposed to have a party today?
The room fell silent for a second.
Ash buried his face in the pillow again.
—No.
—What do you mean? —asked Jasper.
—I'm not going.
Ryan was surprised and immediately got up, then ran to where Ash was.
—What do you mean you're not going?
—I don't feel like it.
—Ash, it's literally the party that half the school is going to.
—Perfect. Then there will be enough people to make up for my absence.
Jasper shook his head, amused.
—And us?
Ryan pointed at Trevor and without asking said:
—Trevor is going.
Trevor frowned.
—Why did you decide that?
—Because if you don't go, you'll be stuck finishing that project all nite.
Trevor looked at the camera he had in his hands.
—That doesn't sound so bad.
—See? —Ryan looked at Jasper— We have to save him.
—I don't need you to save me.
—We all need someone to save us from something, Trevor.
—You need someone to save you from your own ego.
Ryan smiled and chuckled at the comment.
—It's not ego, I'm just wonderful.
Jasper let out another laugh, although one of his ears drooped to the side because he heard the faint vibration of his phone on the table. Leaving the discussion behind, he proceeded to pick up his phone and check the screen.
A message from Tanner.
"Are you all ready? The party starts in an hour"
Jasper looked up at the others.
—Well... it seems that Tanner is very interested in us going.
Ryan stood up quickly.
—Perfect. Problem solved.
Ash raised a thumb from the bed without even looking.
—Have fun.
—Ash, are you coming?
—What?
Ash remained silent.
Ryan turned to the others with both hands on his hips.
—He is definitely going to come.
—No.
—Yes.
—No.
—Yes.
—Ryan, shut up.
—Then yes.
Ash grabbed the pillow in frustration and threw it, hitting Ryan in the face just as he tried to turn to look at him. Ryan complained about this with a small "ouch!"
And, for the first time that afternoon, Jasper had the feeling that the nite was going to be much more complicated than they had imagined.
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Some time had passed since the idea of attending the party had ceased to be a mere possibility and was beginning to take on the inevitable form of a commitment. In the room, the afternoon had slipped by with deceptive slowness, occasionally interrupted by the sound of a door closing in the hallway or the distant voices of students already getting ready to leave.
Jasper stood in front of the mirror with an expression of absolute concentration, although anyone who knew him would have been able to tell that this seriousness was more a matter of entertainment than true concern. On his bed lay clothes he had discarded without much thought; some had barely been tried on, and others had ended up there simply because, after looking at them for a few seconds, he had decided he didn't like them as much as he initially thought.
She leaned slightly toward the mirror to fix his hair and examined his reflection from different angles. He didn't seem to be in a hurry. The party could wait, or at least that's what he seemed to think.
Kendrick, on the other hand, was already ready.
He had checked a couple of times to make sure he had everything he needed, and now he was just waiting, sitting on the edge of his bed, while silently watching Jasper's parade of decisions. It wasn't particularly strange. After living together for so long, he had learned to distinguish when Jasper really didn't know what to wear and when he was just deliberately prolonging a situation because he found it amusing to make others wait.
That time, it seemed to be about both things.
—Is that the fourth change? —Kendrick finally asked.
Jasper didn't take his eyes off the mirror.
—The third one.
Kendrick let out a brief laugh.
—That doesn't make it better.
Jasper smiled to himself, satisfied, and went back to check one of the garments he had left on the bed. Finally, he chose the one he was wearing and decided that, for once, he didn't need to change anything else.
He took a small accessory from the desk and carefully placed it on himself before stepping away from the mirror. The carefree confidence with which he did it contrasted with the minutes he had spent hesitating in front of his reflection, as if he had heard no comment. It was a simple, almost automatic habit, born from sharing the same space for too long to keep wondering who should pick up what.
From the other bed, Ash moved under the blankets.
He had remained practically oblivious to the entire process, lying down with the same tranquility as if he were spending any ordinary afternoon. He opened one eye upon hearing the noise and surveyed the room for a few seconds before settling back down.
"Are you done yet?" he murmured.
Jasper looked at him through the mirror.
—Almost.
Ash made an indistinguishable gesture and closed his eyes again.
Kendrick shook his head gently. He didn't expect anything else from him.
The calm didn't last long. A few sharp knocks echoed on the door and, before anyone could respond, Ryan appeared accompanied by Trevor. The difference between the two was almost comical: Ryan entered with the confidence of someone who considered any room their own territory, while Trevor carried a backpack loaded to the point that it seemed he was prepared for an expedition and not a party.
Ryan glanced around, assessed Jasper, and then Kendrick.
"Finally."
Jasper raised an eyebrow.
—You could have come in earlier.
—Could have. But then I would have had to wait for you.
Trevor, behind him, made an impatient gesture while checking the time.
Jasper noticed it and smiled.
—Calm down, Trevor. We're not going to miss the party.
—I'm not worried about missing the party —replied Trevor— I'm worried about arriving when they're still finishing up everything.
Jasper's expression barely changed, acquiring that mischievous glint that Kendrick knew all too well.
Kendrick discreetly pointed at him.
—Don't even think about it.
Jasper pretended not to have heard it.
Ash finally sat up. He remained seated for a few moments, with disheveled hair and a lost look, as if he were trying to remember why he had gotten up in the first place. Then he began to get ready with an almost exasperating slowness.
When they were finally all ready, they left the room.
The hallway of the Institute was very different from how it had been for the rest of the afternoon. The usual routine had been replaced by a constant stream of students moving back and forth, some carrying backpacks, others adjusting their clothes or checking their phones while discussing the final details of the party.
The atmosphere had a strange energy, still contained, like the calm before something that no one knows exactly how it will end.
Ryan moved closer. "What are you thinking?"
Jasper smiled.
—Nothing.
It was probably the least reassuring answer he could have given.
Kendrick sighed and continued walking beside him.
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Tanner's house appeared at the end of the street, much more illuminated than anyone would have expected for a nite among students. From the sidewalk, lights of various colors could be seen filtering through the windows and casting onto the exterior walls, while the music could be heard even before reaching the entrance.
There were bicycles leaning against the fences, groups of students scattered around the garden, and several more coming in and out through the main door. The party had already started a while ago, although with the number of people still arriving, it was hard to imagine that this could be considered a small gathering.
Ryan was the first to react.
His posture changed immediately, as if he had been waiting for that exact moment. He stepped forward with exaggerated confidence, greeting some students he recognized from afar and stopping just long enough to make sure they had seen him.
Trevor followed him with resignation, adjusting his backpack over his shoulder while observing the movement around the house.
"Don't separate" he murmured.
Ryan didn't even bother to respond.
Ash, on the other side, seemed much less impressed. He had stayed near the edge of the garden, curiously observing something small moving among the plants.
Jasper saw it and let out a laugh.
—It can't be.
Kendrick followed his gaze.
—Leave him.
—I didn't say anything.
—But you were thinking it.
Jasper smiled.
It was hard to tell if he really intended to annoy Ash or if he simply enjoyed the opportunity to do so. In any case, Kendrick stayed close to him, attentive to his movements.
Jasper had his ears up and his eyes scanning the garden, the entrance, and the windows of the house. He seemed to be absorbing every detail of the scene, as if he were looking for something interesting among all those people.
Kendrick glanced at him out of the corner of his eye.
—Don't do anything weird.
Jasper turned his head toward him with a carefully feigned expression of innocence.
—Why does everyone always expect the worst from me?
Kendrick let out a small laugh.
—Because we are almost always right.
Jasper gave him a light shove with his shoulder before starting to walk toward the entrance.
Kendrick followed him.
As I crossed the threshold, the noise suddenly increased.
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Tanner's house had stopped looking like a normal home. The hallway was full of students chatting, laughing, or trying to make their way to other rooms. The music came from somewhere deeper in the house and mixed with dozens of voices to form an almost constant noise.
Jasper stopped for a moment.
His ears moved as he picked up different sounds coming from various points in the house. Then he smiled.
Kendrick positioned himself next to him.
For some reason, being there next to him made everything seem a little less chaotic.
They didn't need to stick together all nite, but both had the habit of seeking each other out in the crowds without even thinking about it.
Jasper looked down one of the hallways.
Then toward the stairs.
Then toward the living room.
Kendrick recognized that look immediately.
—No.
Jasper hadn't even said anything.
—I still haven't done anything.
—Precisely.
Jasper let out a laugh and finally moved forward.
The party was just beginning for them.
And, considering it was Jasper, Kendrick had the feeling it would be better not to lose sight of him.
Even though I knew perfectly well that I would probably end up doing it.
Tanner's house seemed to have completely lost its original purpose. The rooms had been invaded by students, the lights in the main hall had been replaced by dim and changing illumination, and from somewhere nearby, music could be heard loud enough to make the window panes vibrate slightly.
Jasper moved through the crowd with an almost natural ease, taking advantage of every space that opened up between the groups to advance. Kendrick stayed close, though not always by his side; after so many years of friendship, they didn't need to walk together to know where the other was.
It was precisely when passing through one of the corridors that Jasper stopped.
On a small table, away from the busiest area, there was a decorative figure that clearly did not belong to the party. It seemed like an antique collectible, probably something that Tanner kept there for some personal reason.
Jasper contemplated it for a few seconds.
He didn't seem particularly impressed by the object itself. What had caught his attention was something much simpler: it was completely unprotected.
He looked around.
No one seemed to be watching.
His hand extended with a suspicious naturalness and took the figure.
—Jasper.
Kendrick's voice came from behind.
Jasper stood still.
He didn't even bother to hide what he had in his hands.
—What?
Kendrick looked at the object and then at his friend.
—What are you doing?
—I'm looking at it.
—You're holding it.
—It's a more efficient way to look.
Kendrick sighed and extended his hand.
Jasper held the figure for a moment longer, as if he were seriously considering keeping it. Finally, under Kendrick's silent insistence, he placed it back exactly where it was.
—Boring.
—I prefer boring to Tanner kicking us out of his own house.
Jasper shrugged and kept walking.
He didn't seem remorseful. Rather, he had that slightly amused expression that appeared whenever someone managed to thwart one of his little ideas.
Upon returning to the hall, they both found the rest of the group.
Ryan had disappeared into the crowd, probably in search of a new audience to impress, while Trevor seemed to have gotten caught up in a conversation that didn't interest him much. Ash, as expected, had found a relatively quiet corner and was standing there, distractedly observing everything happening around him.
Jasper scanned the room with his eyes.
The music kept playing, but after a few minutes it started to feel repetitive. There were too many people, too much noise, and, at least for the moment, nothing particularly interesting to do.
Kendrick seemed to share his boredom.
He leaned against a wall and crossed his arms, watching as several students danced in the center of the room.
Jasper let himself fall beside him.
For a while, they remained like that, simply looking.
"Is this it?" Jasper asked.
Kendrick shrugged.
—That's what I think..
Jasper slightly furrowed his brow.
He had gone there hoping something would happen, although he himself didn't exactly know what. The party had enough people to offer infinite possibilities, but none seemed particularly attractive.
Then they heard a laugh coming from a nearby room.
Then another one.
And another one.
Jasper perked up his ears.
Kendrick noticed it immediately.
— Jasperrrr..
—I didn't say anything.
—I know you.
Jasper was already walking.
Kendrick ended up following him, more out of resignation than true curiosity.
They crossed the hallway and found a rather large group of students gathered on the floor of one of the rooms. They had formed a circle around an empty bottle placed in the center.
Jasper stopped at the entrance.
The bottle spun.
Everyone followed its movement until it finally stopped in front of one of the students, provoking another round of laughter and comments.
Jasper looked at Kendrick.
Kendrick looked at the bottle.
Then he looked back at Jasper.
There was no need to say anything.
The two approached the group.
"What are you guys playing?" Kendrick asked.
One of the students explained the rules to them while another person spun the bottle again.
Jasper listened with a growing smile.
He didn't seem particularly interested in the rules.
He seemed interested in the possibility of seeing what would happen when a room full of students let a bottle decide for them.
Kendrick, on the other hand, seemed a bit more cautious.
Even so, he ended up sitting next to Jasper.
The bottle spun again.
One round.
Another.
And another one.
Jasper began to have real fun. He didn't need to participate too much; it was enough for him to observe the reactions of others, especially when someone tried to pretend they weren't nervous.
Kendrick laughed from time to time, although he tried to stay on the sidelines.
Until the bottle began to lose speed.
The glass described a final irregular circle on the floor.
Jasper stopped smiling for a moment.
Kendrick followed the direction of the bottle.
The tip ended up pointing toward them.
For a second, neither of them reacted.
Then, around the circle, exclamations and laughter began.
Jasper looked at Kendrick.
Kendrick looked back at him.
Jasper's expression slowly changed until it became the main hall.
The hallway was almost empty.
In the end, a narrow wardrobe awaited under a staircase.
The student opened it and pointed to the inside.
Jasper looked inside.
Kendrick remained beside him, and for a moment, neither of them entered.
Then Jasper smiled.
—Well...
Kendrick took a deep breath.
And they both ventured in there.
And they both ventured into there.
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Kendrick settled into one of the corners of the small room that surrounded them, kneeling while resting his hands on his thighs. Observing Jasper.
Jasper, for his part, was in the middle of it all with his legs semi-open, sitting on the floor, feeling neither embarrassed nor knowing what to do. He never had the experience of being locked in such a small place with his best friend.
—And... Jasper, do you want to talk about something? —Kendrick finally spoke.
—What would we talk about?
Kendrick straightened up and cleared his throat, letting out a somewhat hoarse "ahem." His tail began to sway back and forth as a nervous expression appeared on his face.
—Of anything.. I mean, do you know what people usually do in.. This? —he said, playing with his fingers.
Jasper raised an eyebrow due to the drastic change in his friend's attitude and the comment that came from it.
— I don't really know, maybe kissing? Just couples come in here to grope each other because they like each other —Jasper expressed without any shame, he found everything about this game super cheesy and that's why he decided to join: because he could make fun of the silly couples that formed.
Upon hearing Jasper's description of this game, Kendrick managed to blush and hid his face with his ears, taking each one with a hand and bowing his head. His tail stopped moving and his body seemed to shrink, no longer standing upright.
—Jasper, I...
Kendrick paused.
For too long, Kendrick had been harboring an attraction toward his friend, thinking it was just a simple admiration for noticing that Jasper had more courage than him in many cases. Maybe he didn't hold back half the time, but he never hesitated to do things or felt fear; he had a fascination with him. He loved how Jasper could be so reckless or how he could handle the situation without being stupid about it, not like Ryan or Trevor perhaps.
Kendrick was about to speak.
—You wanted this, didn't you?
Gilbert was instantly surprised, letting go of his ears due to the suddenness of the comment made by the shorter rabbit.
—W-what?
—Kendrick, you hate these games. You don't know many people and the last thing you would want is to be stuck with someone you don't know, you hate that discomfort.
—Jasper, th-this isn't what..
—..I think? Is it really not? Kendrick, please, I could recognize it even when you're lying.
Jasper moved from his position and, placing his hands on the ground, began to crawl until he reached where Kendrick was. Kendrick, in response, began to feel uneasy and held his breath, closing his eyes tightly, hoping that this situation would somehow, for some strange reason, disappear.
—You're not denying it, Kendrick.
And there he finally reacted, opened his eyes, and noticed that Jasper was resting his hands on his shoulders, examining him closely even though those eyes were closed.
Something Kendrick adored about Jasper were his lovely squinted eyes, even though he couldn't distinguish them much, when Jasper opened them he could say they were the most beautiful pearls he had ever seen.
The older rabbit's breathing returned and became heavy.
—J-Jasper.. Can I.. Kiss you? —he finally asked with embarrassment.
Jasper didn't respond, not even stifled a laugh or had a funny expression, he kept a serious face. This made Kendrick nervous and he placed one of his hands on Jasper's chest with the intention of pushing him away.
—Forget it.. I didn't think that- hmph!
Suddenly, Jasper decided to press his lips against his friend's, giving a kiss that for the older one could be considered magical. They lasted a minute like that until Kendrick decided to slightly open his mouth and intertwined his tongue with Jasper's, kissing more deeply.
Erotic sounds escaped from the younger one's mouth, but he didn't stop kissing Kendrick; he loved the sweet and moist taste his mouth could have, it was like savoring a delicious candy, and Jasper loved sweets.
Kendrick let himself go and decided to place both hands around Jasper's waist, but upon noticing it, he regretted it and quickly withdrew them. However, Jasper was faster and placed them back there, and without needing to speak, Kendrick understood that it was okay to do so. But one of his hands went further and began to caress and wrap his fingers around Jasper's tail.
Jasper arched his back in response and released that hungry kiss.
—K-Kendrick! —he exclaimed.
A smile appeared on Kendrick's face.
—Is he sensitive?
—It is!
And, taking advantage of the situation, Kendrick kept rolling that soft fur between his fingers while attentively watching how Jasper reacted to these "innocent" caresses. Jasper was so restless, moving his hips from side to side trying to stifle his moans, but that was all he let out, it made him nervous, he was still in front of his best friend.
—Don't hold back, Jas.. You sound so cute.
Kendrick pulled Jasper toward him to use him as support while he continued playing. With Jasper so close, he could hear the moans coming from his mouth near his ear; they were a continuous music that he could save as a favorite if it were in any app.
Jasper proceeded to kiss Kendrick again to stop making such a fuss. Kendrick started to get hard, everything that was happening was making him fucking hot, but he couldn't admit it, not yet, but it seemed like someone noticed better than anyone else.
Jasper slowly lowered his hand, brushing against Kendrick's torso in the process, and reached the bulge that was growing more and more in the mentioned's crotch. He began to rub his hand against the bulge repeatedly, listening as Kendrick let out sighs from the act.
They spent a long time like that, with erotic sounds audible from outside; whether it was Jasper's moans or the soft whimpers Kendrick let out from the contact the younger one gave him.
—Jasper.. I-I think we should stop- Jasper!?
The white rabbit positioned itself between Kendrick's legs, keeping its rear elevated, showing how round it could be and how its tail was being wagged with excitement. He placed his hands on the opponent's belt, looked at Kendrick for a few seconds before proceeding, and he nodded, forming a smile on Jasper to continue.
He carefully took off his belt and lowered his pants a bit, revealing the cute purple boxer the older one was wearing, and there it was, that bulge.
Jasper didn't hesitate for a second to remove his underwear; he wanted to see the piece that awaited him inside, and when he did, he was fascinated and astonished. Kendrick's member was approximately 17 cm and was so erect that he could say he was a damn weirdo getting turned on by his friend, although he didn't complain.
"Is it too big for you, Jas?" Kendrick questioned with an arched eyebrow.
Jasper came out of his trance.
—N-No, no! Of course not, you know? I've seen bigger.
Kendrick tilted his head to the side, like a confused dog.
—Have you seen more.. Big ones? Did you have other experiences?
—Me.. Obviously! I mean, pfft this is nothing.
Kendrick knew exactly that Jasper was lying, he knew that those little ears drooped when he felt nervous or intimidated and lying was his main source, but it didn't work in this case.
—Oh.. I'm sorry for not being what you expected, Jasper.
With a feigned disappointment, Kendrick began to stroke Jasper's hair slowly, but after a few seconds, he pulled it down, choking him with his penis in the process, a smile forming on his face. Jasper let out a whimper and quickly held onto Kendrick's knees. Tears in his eyes appear.
Kendrick stopped smiling and got agitated.
—Oh, God! I'm s-sorry Jasper, I didn't mean to! I got carried away by- —he was interrupted by Jasper's finger resting on his lips, and he felt the white rabbit sinking deeper, eliciting almost high-pitched moans from Kendrick—J-Jasper...
Jasper continued, not caring much, and began to bob his head to give his friend pleasure, also wrapping his tongue around the structure of Kendrick's dick. Kendrick stroked Jasper's hair again with difficulty, he had never received a blowjob and didn't know how sensitive he could get just from having Jasper's mouth on him.
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Kendrick focused on roughly fucking Jasper's mouth, who was now cornered against the wall on his knees. He didn't know how long they had been there, but no one seemed to care who was in that stupid game, they just enjoyed themselves without realizing the hours passing, and Kendrick was just taking advantage of having Jasper's full consent to make him choke.
—J-Jasper, Jasper! —Kendrick started to go faster, he was about to ejaculate a large load into his friend's small mouth, but was interrupted by some knocks on the door— Huh?
—Kendrick? Are you there? They told us they saw you with Jasper, is he with you? —asked Trevor from the other side, still knocking on the door a bit.
Kendrick swallowed and began to whisper.
—Shit, shit, J-Jasper d-don't make a noise, okay? —he said, looking at the named one in the darkness, Jasper could only give a thumbs up even with his penis in his mouth— um, yes! I'm here... Looking for some things, but I-I haven't seen him.
"Really?" he said sarcastically.
With the event, Jasper didn't want Kendrick to continue and forget about his erection, so he watched him for a while as he thought, but decided to start sucking him again while he spoke, which surprised Kendrick.
—¡Ugh! A-Ah I.. Yes, yes Trevor, I didn't see it.. Oh God.. —Kendrick put a hand over his mouth trying to stifle his moans.
Trevor arched an eyebrow and looked around, trying to see if Jasper was somewhere else and believe Kendrick, but it didn't seem to be the case, although he was starting to worry.
—Alright.. I should look for him elsewhere, though.. What are you doing? Are you okay? I hear you strange.
Kendrick lifted his head, trying to hold back while Jasper continued pushing him toward the climax. Unable to bear it, he started moving his hips again, going deeper into Jasper's throat and causing him more pleasure. He bit his lip, but tried to speak, he didn't want Trevor to suspect anything more.
—I'm perfectly fine! I'm just looking for something important that I l-lost... —A small and gentle bite was directed at his cock, which almost made him scream from the suddenness— HERE! U-uh..
—A-ahm.. Yes, it's fine Kendrick.. I think I'll go check on Jasper outside, but please look for him when you can. I'm worried that he might not be anywhere —Trevor withdrew awkwardly, trying not to think of anything other than what Kendrick had told him.
Kendrick let out a sigh of relief, but followed by a final thrust, a shiver ran through his entire body, from feet to ears, and he finally ejaculated, releasing a prolonged orgasm that he was sure could be heard outside. Jasper smiled satisfied once he managed to take everything that rested in his mouth and withdrew Kendrick's dick, licking his lips.
"That was good, besides Trevor didn't find us" Jasper said.
—You're crazy, Jasper! Trevor could have heard us and that would be the end of the friendship! What if he tells the others? WHAT IF HE WALKED IN? WHAT IF HE SEES ME AS A WEIRDO? —Kendrick started to ramble while Jasper was still getting ready and dressing Kendrick.
Jasper let out a sigh and got up.
—None of that is going to happen, Ken. We had a good time and nothing happened, you can relax, pretty bunny —Jasper placed one of his hands on Kendrick's cheek and caressed it, giving him a small kiss on the nose.
— It's okay.. Thank you, Jasper..
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The party had ended and there weren't many people left, Trevor, Ash, and Ryan waited outside with a cup of soda in case their remaining friends showed up. Trevor had started to lose his sanity because he thought something bad had happened to them, but Ryan tried to calm him down by saying that maybe they were drunk in some room of the house. On the other hand, Ash was very focused on catching insects with his own hands, although one accidentally fell into his soda cup, making him sad.
Jasper appeared as if nothing through the front door, he was very happy, on the other hand, Kendrick accompanied him with a tired face.
—Guys! There you are! —Trevor exclaimed happily and went to see them— Where were you supposed to be!?
—Ahhh... —Kendrick started to think without having any idea in mind beyond what had happened.
Jasper interrupted.
—Nothing important, I was just checking if there was any valuable object around here.. Kendrick, I think he was... —he looked at Kendrick, seeking approval to continue, he just nodded his head so he went on— he was in the closet looking for some things.. Did you find them, Ken?
—Y-yes! I found it, it was my... My bracelets.
Ryan smiled awkwardly to the side, to tell the truth, he had passed by that closet, he didn't know if it was them making those noises, but the people who went in there didn't come out very pure. He could only assume it wasn't them, I mean, they were friends and it would be strange if it happened, besides... Jasper and Kendrick? Pff, not at all.
—Ah.. Let's go already.. It's too late and I need to sleep my 10 hours.. —commented Ash with notable laziness.
And so it was that, from that day on, Jasper and Kendrick became closer daily, occasionally having a sexual encounter, but that didn't stop them from following their routine as they normally did, no one noticed, so they took full advantage of it.