~It's literally 3 in the morning and I can't sleep. SEND HALP.~

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~Time skip~

James and Thomas had been dating for about a week, and still haven't come out to the school. Reynolds listened to Thomas and didn't even go near him or James. James still goes home every night and gets beat by his parents (despite Thomas' constant protests). He was planning to, one day (hopefully soon),  move in with Thomas and his parents. If he was allowed. Thomas' parents were completely fine with James, saying that it was fates choice, and who are they to mess with fate? Neither of them had commented on what Thomas had said before they had fell asleep that night. Thomas was afraid he might ruin the relationship if he said it again, and James wasn't sure he had heard him correctly, and waited for him to say it again. (IM SORRY)

They were currently sitting on Thomas' couch on a Friday night, cuddling and watching Netflix. Thomas paused The Office (Don't judge)  and turned to James.

"Jemmy, there's a party tomorrow at Laf's house and I was wondering if you would like to go?" Thomas looked down at James, who was cuddling into his chest. Thomas had introduced Lafayette and his boyfriend Hercules to James. They seemed nice.

"H-How m-many p-people will be t-there?" The very thought of social interaction scared James. He wasn't a people person.

"Uh- Well, The thing is... Laf's got a big house and well... he's sorta friends with everyone... so like, almost everyone in our grade." Thomas glanced up nervously.

Everyone?

"I d-don't know T-Tommy..." James looked at the ground.

"Hear me out here!" Thomas regained James' attention, "I was thinking, if we act all lovey-dovey and cutesy, so act like we normally do, and we could come out! And I could finally kiss you in public, and we could hold hands!" Thomas got excited at the thought of being a public couple with James. While, James wanted to be public too, but he was scared. Scared of what everyone would think. Thomas saw this and grabbed James' hand, squeezing I reassuringly.

"Jem, I swear if anyone says anything, or does anything, I will hurt them." Thomas shot a playful smirk at James, who still was uneasy about the whole thing, wore a frown. Thomas didn't like when his Jemmy frowned.

"Jemmy, can you smile for me?" James looked up and didn't smile. Why did Thomas want him to smile?

"Jemmy, if you don't smile in the next couple of seconds, I'm gonna tickle you." Thomas looked James straight in the eye to show that he was serious. But James didn't smile. Why did Thomas want him to smile so bad? James thought his smile was disgusting.

"Jemmy..."  Thomas warned in a low voice.

"W-Why do you want me to smile?" James kept his steely expression.

"Because your smile is beautiful and I hate it when you frown." Thomas stated matter-of-factly. Still, James didn't smile.

"My smile is gross, and I always frown." James shifted slightly in Thomas' grip.

"Your smile is not gross! And even when you frown you're beautiful. Let's make a deal. If I can make you smile, we go to the party and come out. But if you don't smile we can stay home and cuddle all night." Thomas was okay with either one, but the first one just seemed like fun. James thought for a moment, before nodding.

"Deal." But James still didn't smile. Thomas smirked deviously, and immediately pulled him into a kiss. James wasn't expecting it, but soon melted into it. Besides the kiss they had shared the first night they had met, they hadn't kissed at all, besides little pecks on the cheek and nose (mostly from Thomas).  It was slow and passionate, and Thomas had flipped James' wrist over and traced his soulmate mark. His mark. James had stopped cutting, he didn't need to, he had Thomas. Thomas had one hand tracing James mark, with the other one on James lower back, until James had wrapped his arms around Thomas' neck, thoroughly  enjoying this, he had completely forgot about the deal. Thomas, however, did not. Thomas slowly pulled back and looked at James, who was breathing heavy and had a small, thin smile on his lips.

"I win" Thomas breathed out. Both breathed heavy from the passionate kiss.

"Fine, we'll go to the party. But I have one condition." James looked up at Thomas, neither had moved their hands from where they rested. Thomas quirked an eyebrow.

"Please do that again..." James whispered, his eyes begging for more attention. Thomas smirked and leaned down to kiss him again. It was just like he last one, slow, passionate, and pure bliss for both men. Thomas still had one hand on James' lower back, but he moved the other to James' neck, whilst James kept his arms around Thomas' neck. This time, Thomas wanted more. He wanted to really taste James. Thomas licked James bottom lip, asking for entrance. James complied and let Thomas explore his mouth. They fought for dominance, Thomas easily winning. James whimpered slightly while Thomas explored his mouth. This only made Thomas want more. He kept exploring while James fought back all the noises that threatened to escape. Thomas pulled back to breath, looking down at the man he loved, the one he wanted to hear.

"Thomas... Please..." James whined. Thomas knew he wanted to make out some more, but he wanted to hear James.

"Only if you don't hold back those beautiful noises anymore." Thomas said in between breaths. James nodded quickly, he just wanted more. Thomas quickly bent down to catch James in another kiss, just like the last one. Only this time, while Thomas roamed his mouth, James didn't even try to conceal the noises. He let out whimpers, moans and groans (It's like 3 in the morning. What am I doing with my life). James tangled his fingers in Thomas' hair and deepened the kiss. I wonder if.... James gave Thomas' hair a slight tug and Thomas moaned loudly. Thomas pulled back again, embarrassed. James just smirked as Thomas fake glared at him. James still wanted more, he didn't know why, but something about this man intoxicated him, made him constantly want more. This time he was the one to pull Thomas down to him, kissing him deeply, letting Thomas take over his senses. He could taste him, feel him, and smell him. His eyes were shut but he could see a clear image of him in his brain. This man made him the happiest he's been in a long time. He was glad he found him.

So, that's how they spent the rest of their night. Making out and cuddling. And they wouldn't have it any other way.

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~When you were supposed to write about them going to a party but it's 3 in the morning so decide to have them go to the party later and have them make out now :/~