Release the Kraken

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JAX: I second the popcorn thing

JAX: and the not drop kicking Cam thing

CAM: I third all of the above including Kendall trying to drop kicking me so my girl can break her nose again :)

KEN: And I would welcome it just to get the pleasure of giving you a concussion

ASH: Dude, Cam, just don't fucking come cryin when she actually knocks your eyeballs outta your head

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KEN: Yeah, let's just chill it for a bit and then revise at a better time, yes? Thank for being so cool about it, tho, I guess you're not too bad, fuckers

ASH: SHE LOVES US

Ken: Don't make me regret it...

JAX: WE LOVE YOU TOO KEN

CAM: you're alright i guess

KEN: I'm drop kicking you next time I see you

KEN: Except you, Cam, you're in the clear

ASH: Not gonna lie, if you're actually able to drop kick someone, that's fucking hot. All due respect and all that.

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CAM: shit...u right... wait should i invite jess to this thing? like are her and syd still iffy????? fuck dude

JAX: Ken puts up a major front, but when it comes down to it, she's like a little puppy dog when it comes to the people she loves.

KEN: Oh damn, I'm not sure... Syd, if you're reading this, it would be the perfect moment to pipe up, love.

KEN: Also, shut up, Jax.

ASH: It would be a good time to lay down the guns and just get along y'know?

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CAM: [insert barf emoji here]

CAM: wait that shit wasn't official????? haven't you two been married for like ever????

KEN: BITCH

ASH: That's 👏 what👏 I'm 👏 talking 👏 about 👏

ASH: Ignore that jelly bish

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A smirk grew on his face as Asher stuttered over his words. Sex had become a mechanism to help distract from everything else going on in the world, and while he knew that it was unhealthy in some way, he couldn’t lie and say that he didn’t love every second of it. If Asher didn’t want to talk about anything, he wouldn’t force him to. If companionship was what was keeping him grounded, Jaxon was more than happy to be there for him. He let his teeth rake over the soft skin as his fingers toyed with the hem of the man’s shirt before lifting it up over his head. “If you don’t ask, I’m not going to do anything different with it.”

Shrugging his shirt the rest of the way off, Asher threw it over the back of the couch, before reaching for the hem of Jaxon’s and giving it the same treatment. Without hesitation, he wrapped strong arms around the man’s torso, splaying his hands over the rippling muscles of his back as he kissed a path up Jaxon’s chest, nipping at his neck playfully, before leaning back again against the couch. “I want your mouth everywhere. That clear enough for you?” Ash asked with a small smirk,biting his lip afterwards as his hands roamed the expanse of his lover’s abs and chest, his eyes following the movement, almost entranced.

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Thinking was quickly becoming a challenge as Jaxon played his body like a known melody, as per usual. The reassuring weight on his lap was welcomed, the anchor that held him from drowning in his own mind. "It's-it's great, yes. Whatever you want to do with it, I'm down." He muttered hissing quietly as familiar lips exploited his weaknesses, making a shiver run down his spine, his hands sensing beneath the man's t-shirt, softly mapping the muscular plains of his back.

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“Moms always lie, dude. Santa? The tooth fairy? Easter bunny? Though, to be fair, she wasn’t wrong at all about the handsome thing, so I’ll give her credit for that,” Jaxon teased. For a fleeting moment he thought about voicing how cool it would be to actually meet the woman, but thought better of it since it was beyond too soon for anything that serious to be happening. Hearing the expected response, Jaxon leaned forward to set his beer down on the table before leaning in to kiss Asher deeply.

Though not really one to be called egocentric, the compliment did give his ego a little boost, it had to when coming from someone that looked the way Jaxon did. Mumbling incoherently against the kiss, he pushed Jax back a little, quick to discard his beer to the side safely, before he was kissing the man that had become his lifeline slowly, combing his fingers through his hair and pulling him even closer, sighing in content.

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"Hey, moms don't lie and she told me I was such a charming, handsome boy. You want me to tell her you called her a liar?" He threatened, albeit playfully. "She's a through and through, second gen Mexican lady, though, so I really wouldn't recommend messing with her." He voiced playfully, tilting his head to the side to nip at Jaxon's chiseled jaw. Strangely enough, the stubbled really did it for him, and had developed a knack for rubbing his nose against the coarse hairs. "The latter, definitely only the latter will do."

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"Oh fuck, then maybe I've just been thinking they're all the same person." Asher admitted with asnort of laughter, not the least bit ashamed at the truth in his words. It was hard for someone to really catch his attention for longer than what it took to bed them, so it really came as no surprise. "Ouch, you wound me, you wound me deep. First you insult my beer, then negate my obvious charm? That's cold, man. You're cold." It was easy to forget the rest of the world for a moment, his entire being falling in tune with Jaxon whenever they were alone, and it was that small mercy that had kept him afloat, kept him from losing his mind in the aftermath of the most horrific experience of his life. "I feel it's only right that you make it up to me."

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"Ah, shit, I was actually gonna ask you if that cute redhead from accounting that I've seen at some of the events is single..." His tone dripping with sarcasm, Ash rolled his eyes, kissing Jason again, deeper this time, then lingering against his lips with a lazy smile. "Of course I meant with you, you idiot. I need someone that would actually appreciate it, and it doesn't hurt that you're hot and cute and all that shit you've got going on."

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"Well, damn, that was almost poetic, dude." Asher teased lightly, tugging Jason closer and kissing him softly. "But, I like it. Oh! We should go to one of those brew tours!" He said, suddenly excited with the idea of a little adventure of their own. "Like a wine tasting except with local beer breweries, I've heard radio ads for that sort of stuff." It was only then that his more childish side shone through, that thirst to live and experience more of the world while he had the means to. "It would make for an awesome date, if I do say so myself."

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“Of course. Next time you go, just give me some heads up and I’ll come with you,” Jaxon said, as if he didn’t spend most nights with Asher as it was. It likely came as no surprise to anyone, but Jax was typically the one making sure their fridge and shelves were stocked in his and Cam’s apartment, so helping Asher out with this wasn’t going to be a problem at all for him. And, hell, even if he didn’t learn anything from him, Jaxon would always be more than happy to go along with him.

“It might. I honestly don’t know what would be considered good, but what’s the harm in trying new things, right? I mean, it’s not like we can’t afford such a luxury every now and again,” he offered with a small shrug.

“Eh, guess there’s no harm in trying.” Ash agreed with a shrug of his own,his hand unconsciously moving to lightly thread long fingers in the hair at the base of Jaxon’s neck, tugging at the soft tendrils ever so slightly. “Little as I remember from the night we took over your sister’s place, I do recall she had some good stuff, but I can’t remember if it was Italian or Mexican or something, you should ask her so we can get some for ourselves.”

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Jaxon scrunched up his nose in disgust at the thought of his roommate stuck between the thighs of the head of HR of his father’s company. It was a weird, slightly messed up situation, but it really only made sense, given how all of their lives had been going, as of late. “Just keep one on your phone. You’re on that thing half of the time anyway, so it might help,” he offered with a small shrug of his shoulders as he took another swig from his beer.

He had to hold back a laugh at the reaction Asher had to his - somewhat - teasing words. As much of a partier as Asher claimed to be, he really didn’t have the best taste in beer. Granted, it was exactly what you would find at most parties, since it was cheap and decent enough. “Of course I want to. But you buy frat house beer. We’re like…grown ups now. We should be drinking bougie beer and stuff.”

“I’ll give it a try, but you’re gonna have to help a brother out, I have no idea what an adult is supposed to have at home.” Sydney was usually the one to take care of those things, but his best friend was hardly ever at home nowadays, so Ash had taken to just eating out. He didn’t dwell much on it, at least not around Jaxon, not wanting to give him more reason to worry. He was a grown man, and wanted to prove as much to both the man sitting by his side, and himself. He wasn’t doing a splendid job, but he was trying.

“Fine,” he stretched the word out, throwing his head to rest on the back of the couch, turning it to give Jax a deadpan look. “I guess I can start stocking up on some of that IPA bull crap that is all the rage, if it’ll suit the prince’s tastes better?”

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Jaxon rolled his eyes at the response, taking a long sip of his beer before settling down on the couch next to his companion. “Does live dangerously mean go grocery shopping while hungry and come home with a bunch of crap you don’t need? Cause I don’t think those Oreos have been touched in months,” he teased, nudging Asher with his elbow playfully.

For a number of weeks now, Jaxon had more than happily taken it upon himself to ensure that Asher was okay. Of course, he knew he wasn’t, since he refused to talk to anyone about anything that went down, but at least the breakdowns had been few and far between, lately.

“While I’m at it, I’ll remind you to get decent beer. This stuff is shit, dude.”

“That is... exactly what it means, yes, and the Oreos are so not my fault. I got them for Cam but that asshole hasn’t even shown her face lately, too busy having it firmly stuck in between someone’s legs.” He was borderline pouting by then, but he didn’t really blame the blonde, not when she had finally managed to catch the attention of a certain brunette woman. “But I guess I can give this whole list nonsense a try.”

It was his luck that Asher was taking a sip just as Jaxon piped up again, and the liquid almost came spewing through his nose. He held it in, though, thankfully, and had to only worry about wiping a stray drop of beer that ran down to his chin. “You do not come into a man’s house and insult his beer. You really must not want to get laid tonight.”

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While he and Asher had grown a lot closer over the last few months, it wasn’t until the incident - that they both didn’t speak a word about - that they really started to spend a lot of time together. Jaxon was around to make sure that Asher was okay, and he was sure Asher was simply around because being alone meant being alone with his thoughts and that wasn’t something he could fully handle just yet. After washing his hands, Jaxon made his way out of the washroom to not find Asher where he’d left him just a few moments ago. Of course and uncomfortable feeling settled in the pit of his stomach and he swallowed thickly as he made his way around, back toward the kitchen. “You okay, Ash? Need any help?” he asked just as he moved to the entryway of the room he found Asher in.

No response.

Furrowing his eyebrows slightly, Jaxon took another few steps into the room, which seemed to be what snapped Asher out of his tranced state. “I was…just seeing if you need any help. Looks like you’ve got it covered, though,” he offered with a small smile, accepting the beer handed to him. “Twisty ones…got it. You know, if you made a grocery list you wouldn’t have to worry about remembering,” he teasing, gently ushering the boy back toward the living room.

Asher was infinitely grateful for Jaxon being in his life. He always seemed to just know how to thread around him, specially in the last few weeks since the incident that wasn’t mentioned unless Ash himself brought it up. The companionship alone was usually enough to keep him grounded, to keep his mind from getting lost in the endless loop of memories from that night that played constantly through his mind. Okay, and the sex was a great bonus, he wasn’t going to lie, but it wasn’t just about that. There was something far deeper there, and Ash was almost completely sure he wasn’t the only one feeling it, but the timing was all screwed up. Like his head on most days.

He just wished he could have more to offer to Jaxon, the sweet boy that had taken care of him without prompting, but Ash was trying his best.

“Grocery list? Man, what the fuck even?” He questioned, looking at his companion as if he was an alien. “You know all that organization crap is not my thing, I like to live in the moment, live dangerously.” His tone was playful as he plopped down on the couch, pointedly looking at the empty space right beside him as he rested his arm on the back of the couch.