Chris sat in his living room, holding hands with his new partner. He gave them a sweet kiss on the lips and held their hand as they searched the catalog for houses.

Chris could still remember how everything had gone down that day.

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"I..."

He had looked back at Jonny, who flashed him a look of concern. "What are you doing?" his green eyes asked.

Chris gulped and cleared his throat. "I do." He snuck another look at Jonny, whose heart broke for the umpteenth time that year.

"Then I now pronounce you man and wife!"

Gwen looked at him as if to say "What's wrong?" and Chris shook his head, before leaning in and pecking his new wife gently on her lips, which were not nearly as nice as Jonny's.

He later had to comfort his dear guitarist in a bathroom stall, as the poor man was bawling his eyes out. "Why would you tease me like that, Chris? I thought you were going to change your mind! I thought you were going to tell me that you'd rather marry me instead!"

Chris' eyes filled up. He made sure that no one was listening and and hugged Jonny. "I almost did, J," he whispered.

"Why? Why didn't you? We could've worked things out! I'm sorry for whatever I did, Chris! I need you! I need you so badly!"

Chris nodded. "I'm not leaving you, Jonny Boy. I'll always be here. I love you. I love you so much."

Suddenly, they both heard the door to the bathroom open, and they both shut up and listened to whoever was at the door. "Chris? You in here mate?" It was Phil.

He gave Jonny another pat on the back and quickly walked out of the stall. "I'm here."

"Your wife is looking for you."

Chris smiled, thinking about the beautiful woman whom he could now call his wife. "I'm coming!" Him and Phil walked out of the bathroom together, leaving Jonny in the stall alone to cry.

That night, after everyone had left, Chris took his new wife and pinned her against the wall of his bedroom. "Well, Gwen, since we're going to start a new life together, why not start now?"

The blonde smirked and grabbed at Chris' shaved hair. "I like the way you think."

Now sat Chris, Gwenyth, and the child that was growing in her belly, searching for a house in London large enough to accommodate their new family.

To say that Chris was nervous was an understatement. Of course he was nervous! His wife, whom he had only known for a year, and him were going to be parents. Parents! It was exciting, having a kid, and of course, all the guys were excited for them, but Chris was nervous.

Not only was it his first kid, but it wasn't with Jonny. He was afraid for how his relationship with Gwenyth was going to turn out because of everything, and he was afraid that his child would figure things out. What could he do best for his child? How would things play out after he had met all of the requirements set by the president of Ollama?

"This is a nice one!" Gwen said, pointing at a small, white house with a beautiful garden in the front and a lot of yard space.

"We can go look at it, if you want." He mostly wanted to be sure that the acoustics of the house sounded ok and that the house was close enough to Jonny that he could go over to his friend's place any time and have it not be a hassle.

Gwen nodded. "Sounds great, hon!" She stood up, kissed his forehead, and walked into the bedroom to take a nap.

He smiled, picked up his mobile, and his smile grew larger when he saw Jonny's name light up on the screen with a new message.

Hey Chris!
Hope you and Gwenyth are having a good time together.
Have you found a house yet? Maybe I could help you.
Can you come over today at about 2?

Chris grinned. The thought of being able to hang out with Jonny made his heart scream out in happiness. He texted back with delight and as quickly as his slender fingers would allow.

of course jonny boy! u know i always love to spend time with you :)
i will be over soon

He wrote a note for Gwen to let her know where he was going, and with that, he grabbed his keys and trotted over to Jonny's.

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Telling Jonny that his wife was pregnant had been even harder than telling him about their wedding. After all, it's not like admitting to your ex-lover that you had knocked up someone else was going to be easy.

It had been a cool, October night, only a month after his wedding, and he knew that his poor friend was still recovering from their lost love. However, like a marriage, a child could not simply be hidden forever.

"Hey man."

The man with the strawberry blonde hair had been playing his guitar, doing his best to remain stoic, as he could tell that Chris had come to him with news that was less than pleasing.

"Hey."

Jonny's lack of emotion worried Chris. He could tell that his dear friend was hurting, just as the news hurt Chris as well.

"So I wanted to tell you something."

"I figured."

J strummed a few chords, though it was clear that he wasn't into his playing anymore.

"So, Gwen and I are having a baby."

At this point, Jonny stopped strumming completely and looked up at Chris. His eyes filled up, and he set down the guitar.

He stood up then, before embracing Chris in a hug, after which, he broke down. He rested his head on Chris' shoulders, and sobbed into the older man' t-shirt. "So it's really over then," he whispered. Chris, with a stifled sob, nodded. He couldn't let Jonny know that he didn't want it to be over. He couldn't. It was too risky.

"I'm sorry, J. I'm so sorry."

Together they cried, and it was then that Chris worried if the baby would be a constant reminder of his want, his need, and his desire for Jonny.

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"Chris!" The guitarist answered the door with a huge, genuine smile.

"Hello, Jonny Boy," Chris replied, placing a friendly kiss on Jonny's left cheek.

Jonny's smile grew even larger and invited his friend inside. "How's Gwenyth doing?" He asked.

"Oh you know how women get. Moody, clingy, and needy," Chris groaned. "Sounds like you, Jonny Boy," he giggled.

Jonny pushed him playfully, catching the blue-eyed man off guard, and making him fall on the couch. "Oh, so that's how it's gonna be!"

He grabbed a pillow and swung it, hitting the guitarist's ass and making him tumble on top of Chris. He laughed, and Jonny squinted his eyes, as if to say "You're on".

He grabbed a pillow and hit Chris back, and soon they were wrestling on the couch for pillows, out of breath.

When they stopped laughing and noticed their position, they noticed that Jonny was basically straddling Chris, turning the two of them on.

"J... I want you..." he whispered, grabbing the other man's face and kissing him passionately, stubble on stubble, tongue on tongue, hands on the other's ass.

"No, Chris. You're... wha about..." He moaned with passion as Chris moved his hand along Jonny's thigh. "But Gwen... your kid... oh give me more..."

Chris knew it was wrong, but his heart told him to make love to Jonny. His heart told him to keep going, to go harder. To get into bed and do things right. To apologize for everything and make things right again.

"I... I love you, J. I love you so much. Oh god, Jonny Boy."

Jonny unconsciously reached for Chris' shirt to pull it off, but Chris refused. "Let me explore your body, Chris. Please..."

"Jonny, this is wrong..." Chris replied, but pulling his shirt over his head anyway.

The two men made love in Jonny's living room that night, and when they were finished, Chris noticed the time and panicked. "Holy shit! I gotta go, J!" He pecked Jonny's lips and ran home to an angry, pregnant Gwenyth.

That night, as sleep came easily to the blonde woman sleeping him, Chris thought about Jonny. How he had tempted him with those big, green eyes. He couldn't do that. Not ever again. He had a wife, and a kid on the way. He had to stop the temptations to fuck Jonny.

After hours of thinking, he finally decided to just stop talking to Jonny.

~Author's Note~
I hate this chapter. It's so disorganized and poorly written. So I apologize for making you read that trash. The next one will be better, I promise!