Friend-Zoned

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First person to name a lit chapter idea gets a shoutout if I use it.

Lmao I'm desperate please.

I also need to stop putting these in the beginning of every chapter ugh. This is the last one. I promise.

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Jack ended up winning the game, resulting in his friend spitting out his home language with ease. Cursing him in Swedish, even going as far as tickling the Irishman despite knowing he hated it.

They stopped when Jack wound up with a decent sized bruise on his shoulder.

Long story short, Felix had the controller in hand as he lightly hit Jack, not even hitting him enough to sting. Wasn't even enough force to hurt a fly. But he still ended up smacking the controller onto his shoulder incredibly hard by accident, leading Felix into his now fetal position at which he was crying in. Jack was constantly telling him it was fine, but Felix made the remark that not only would Mark literally kill him, but he felt like Jack's other boyfriend from before.

"Felix, it's fine! It's a controller bruise. I'll probably wake up tomorrow with the analog stick imprint on my skin." He was trying to be funny, but Felix didn't laugh. Felix thought it was worse because that meant he'd hit him super hard. "I could lie and say it's a hickey."

Felix squeaked. "Dude, no! That'll make Mark kill me, and then kill me in the afterlife!"

Jack rolled his eyes. Mark wouldn't care. It wasn't as if they were official. They were basically friends who did a lot of fucking and handing out handjobs. Mark didn't even mean what he'd said earlier. If he did, he would've said "I love you" not just a quick "love ya."

"Mark won't care Fe. He'd probably laugh if I told him I made out with my ex. It's not like we're... dating... or anything good like that." Jack shrugged.

Felix sighed, hugging him. "I'm still sorry, dude."

"Yeah yeah. I'll let you win these next rounds if it means I won't get a 'hickey' on my left shoulder. Deal?"