TMI (Jari)
send “TMI” for my muse saying something about yours that is a little too personal!
“Jesus, fuck,” Mari groaned, still in pain as Jonas helped him into bed, hitting the mattress with an ‘oof’, he struggled to kick his shoes off. The two had been a little tense, having argued over Mari getting hurt in the first place. Jonas had never seemed outwardly gay, to Mari. He seemed like any other guy, just... bad with girls, and Mari always tried to help him out, when he could, though commonly selfish enough to just take the girls for himself in the end, but still - it wasn’t like Mari had a clue until they moved in together and he started to feel like he was pulling back a sheet that the boy had been holding over his head his entire life, only peaking over when in the privacy of his own home... but now they had a home together. On top of everything they’d done recently, Mari was once again trying to encourage their friendship rebound and got them to go out. It was the first time they’d been accused of looking like a couple. Had it been before, Mari would’ve been defensive, maybe even grossed out, but all he could do was tell the dude to fuck off, shrugging it off until he started to pick on Jonas more. Of course Jonas seemed to be the easier target, Mari the bigger of the two, but the second that the guy got close to Jonas, Mari wasn’t thinking after that moment. Before he knew it he was groaning in pain as the guy took off, and now they were where they were now, with Jonas carrying him to his bed and Mari full of pain medicine. “Oh, c’mon, don’t give me that look,” he muttered, weakly shifting to get comfortable. “I was hoping you’d think the whole... punching a guy in the face thing would be hot.” Honesty and bluntness were two things he’d lost with Jonas in their change of relationship, knowing the words would come out... well, exactly as they just had. “You know, uh... back in high school, there was a girl I started to hit on, right, and it was after I promised you we’d go home, so you came over all pissed off at me, and left, and... well, I didn’t think anything about it at the time, but I ended up getting - turned on, I guess, and had to go off to the bathroom so the girl didn’t see that I’d - reacted like that to you yelling at me. Weird, huh?” He shook his head. “... and I didn’t even think it was out of the ordinary. Just kinda dealt with it and moved on. Probably the weirdest part of it all.” With a weak laugh, he looked up at Jonas. “So be careful with that attitude, and just get me some water, man.... please.”
