can you write me a lil angsty rhink ficlet? pining or unrequited love perhaps? 💔
“There you are. What are you doing in here?” Rhett’s smiled faded as he took in Link’s pained expression. “What’s wrong?”
Link shook his head, stepping behind Rhett to shut and lock the door to their office. “We’ve gotta talk about this.”
Rhett agreed; they did need to talk about it. But, right here, right now? “We’ve got a party going on out there. Do you really think this is the best time?”
“Don’t care.” Link shrugged. He sank onto the couch, patting the space next to him. “Rhett, please?”
Begrudgingly, Rhett joined him on the couch. He made sure their knees did not touch. “Say what you need to say, so we can get back to the party.”
Link sighed. “I gotta ask: Are you, like, seeing people other than Jessie?”
“I came out as bisexual, Link. It doesn’t mean I’m gonna cheat on my wife. It’s just… I felt like a part of me had been hidden away for so long. I needed the people closest to me to know.”
“Nothing else has changed.”
Link fidgeted with his wedding ring; he wouldn’t look Rhett in the eye. “Are you attracted to me, Rhett?”
Rhett balked. How was he supposed to answer that question in a way that wouldn’t ruin their friendship? He opted for deflection. “You’re my best friend, man.”
Link slid his ring on again. “That doesn’t answer the question.” He lifted his eyes to Rhett’s, gaze hard and unwavering as he repeated his words, “Are you attracted to me?”
“Didn’t expect you’d be the type to act weird about this.” Rhett got to his feet. He turned his back to Link, unable to look him in the eye as he lied to him. “You don’t have to worry about me hitting on you. I don’t think about you that way.”
“Oh.” Behind him, Rhett could hear Link standing. His footsteps grew closer. When he spoke again, his voice was soft. “Never once? In all these years? You’ve never once thought about me that way?” He stood in front of Rhett, eyes vulnerable.
“Link, please…” Rhett couldn’t tell Link the truth. He absolutely could not. Especially not when he was looking at him like that.
Without warning, Link dropped to his knees, his hands gripping the waistband of Rhett’s pants. “You never once imagined me in this position? Never thought about what it would be like to have my mouth all over you?” He leaned forward, his breath hot and wet against the denim of Rhett’s jeans. When his lips collided with the fabric, Rhett knew Link could feel the effect he was having on him.
“Link.” He pulled his hips back. “You’re drunk.”
“I’ve had one drink. I ain’t drunk.” Link was persistent, returning his mouth to Rhett’s zipper. He kissed along the line of Rhett’s growing erection. “Sure does seem like you’ve thought about me that way. In fact, seems like you might even want me, Rhett.”
Rhett drew in a shaky breath. “I’m going back to the party. Get yourself together and join me when you’re ready.” He pushed Link away, not as gently as he could have, and walked to the office door. He was about to yank the door open when he spoke again. “I can’t have you. Doesn’t matter what I want.” With that, he walked out of the room.
