Evan-
I sit down next to James on the couch.
It's been about three weeks since he who shall not be named was in isolation. James has been good about keeping the personal questions to a minimum but unfortunately he's starting to get antsy.
"Hey Evan?"
"Yeah?"
"Do you still think about him a lot?"
"Yeah I do." I answer honestly.
"You could transfer."
"I'm not going to transfer. He's the reason I'm even in this industry. Plus I wouldn't be able to work with you." I say with a small smile. He gives me a quick kiss.
"If you want to be close to me, why don't you just move in?" A wide smile finds it's way on my face.
"I'd love that." I say then give him a long kiss. He slips his tongue into my mouth and we fight for dominance. I pull away. His kisses aren't as good as Jonathan's were. I mentally slap myself for even thinking about that. "Come on, we gotta get to work."
I quickly get up and grab my coat and meet him in the car. Today will be a good day. Today will be a good day. I keep telling myself that until we get to work.
Jonathan-
I watch as Evan enters our unit. I have a plan. He does the count then most of the guys head to the cafeteria. I linger behind.
"What are you doing?" Brian asks me.
"Go ahead. I'll be there in a second." I tell him. He shrugs and leaves me alone with Evan. I stay back in my cell. For the first time since I was in the hole, we are alone. He's stuck with me.
"You not going to breakfast Denis?"
"Nah, I ain't hungry." I sit down on my bunk. He walks to the cell door.
"You know this place has been quieter since you became top dog." I smile knowing it's true.
"I know. Told you I could handle things."
I quickly grab him by his jacket collar and pull him into my cell.
"W-what are you doing?" He asks nervously.
I don't give an answer. I just kiss him on the lips. I let go of his collar in a way that reminds me of a magician when doing a trick. Our lips remain touching even though I quit forcing them to. I try to stick my tongue into his mouth but he resists so I bite his lower lip. He opens his mouth in surprise and I easily French him. As we are kissing I notice that he becomes kind of hungry with it. His body wants more.
I push him onto my hard ass bed and straddle him.
For the first time in years, the hole that was left when I broke things off was filled. His hand finds my shoulder, then my throat. He squeezes ever so gently. Oh how I've missed this.
Evan-
His lips touch mine and sparks fly. I kiss back without thinking. Before I know it I'm underneath him on the bed. My hand slides from his chest onto his neck. Part of me wants to choke him and shove him off me, but another part of me is longing for more. He must know this because he pulls away and looks at me.
"Sorry, I love a man in a uniform." His voice is cocky, but there's some sincerity to it that catches me off guard. He kisses me again and I struggle to remember what I'm doing here.
He kisses my neck and nibbles at it. I barely contain a moan. He remembers where my sweet spot is after all these years. I smile softly.
I hear footsteps down the hall and push him off me. I straighten my tie quickly and walk out of the room, leaving Jon all alone and confused.
Maybe I'm the confused one.
James walks around the corner.
"Is Delirious in there?" My heart is pounding.
"I wouldn't still be standing here if he weren't." I remind him. He nods slowly. Delirious walks out proudly.
"Oh hey buzzkill! You and Chink hooking up now?" The look on James' face turns to one of shame. Jon's eyes get big. I can see anger run through them before he smiles again.
"Oh my god you are!" He walks out of the unit and smacks James on the ass on his way out.
"Looks like we'll have to change your nickname buzzkill." He saunters off toward the cafeteria. I look at James before I decide to follow him.
Jonathan-
Evan is dating Buzzkill. How the fuck could he go from me to that dickwad?
Clearly he doesn't like him as much as he thought. I mean, he was voluntarily making out with me. I mean I did force him first, but still.
Terrorizer catches my eye.
"Hey what took you so long?"
"Buzzkill." I reply.
"What?"
"Evan is dating buzzkill."
"No fucking way?!"
"I want him out of the picture."
Bruce sits down at our table.
"Who do you want out of the picture? I'm already facing a life sentence no parole."
"Buzzkill. Real name is James." I answer. Bruce gets a huge smile on his face.
"Finally! I get to have some fun!"
I feel bad that I'm planning Evan's boyfriends murder, but honestly I don't care. Evan is mine and mine alone. I don't like sharing. I notice Evan walk into the room and stand along the wall.
"Anyone up for a riot?" I ask our table.
((Two days later))
The plan is ready. My gang is going to attack Fendorf's gang. They've been acting up lately anyway. It all starts in five minutes when we get yard time.
In three... two... one...
"YARD TIME! Come with me!" Buzzkill says as he unlocks the gate. Everyone leaves except for me. Evan watches as they all go outside.
"You're not going outside?" He asks me.
"I'd rather stay here." He walks over to me.
"And why's that?" I pull him into my cell and start kissing him. When I pull away he leans forward wanting more.
"Because I'd rather spend some one on one time with you." I say then kiss him again.
He pulls away.
"We really shouldn't do this..."
"Why not? The cameras can't see inside my cell." I kiss his neck and he moans softly.
"B-because there are rules."
"Fuck the rules." I whisper into his ear.
"That kinda thinking got you into this place." Evan laughs quietly.
The alarm suddenly goes off and from his walkie talkie I hear some female voice.
"All staff to the exercise yard! Code black!" He pushes me away and I act surprised. We both run toward the exercise yard. Once we get out there I see blood everywhere. I'm just in time to see Buzzkill get stabbed in the chest twice by Bruce. Evan is one of many officers to run toward them. I grab his arm though.
"I got this!" I yell to him, then run towards everyone.
"ENOUGH! STOP!" I scream. I feel something get shoved into my stomach, then get pulled out leaving a hole in me. "STOP IT!" I scream and everyone backs off. My adrenaline keeps me going. I take a step forward and see three bodies on the ground. Mitch, Buzzkill, and someone else from the other gang. I don't know his name. The instigators get cuffed. Half of us are hurt. Only when I touch my stomach is when I realize the gravity of the situation. I'm bleeding out. I stumble backwards and Evan catches me. In mere moments I pass out.
Evan-
Two people. Two people I love are dying. Or should I say one person is dying. James was obviously the intended target. That's what I believe anyway. Jonathan knew. He had to have figured it out. He knew we were dating. And now James is dead.
As I hold Jonathan though my thoughts on him being the main target fail me. Jonathan wouldn't have gotten hurt if he had planned this. I'm in the hospital with him right now. Tyler and Craig are outside the room waiting for me to tell them about the riot. I just can't find the strength to leave Jon's side. The doctor said he'd be fine, but he hasn't woken up since the ambulance ride. I go ahead and chance a moment away from him.
I walk out of the room.
"What the hell happened?" Tyler questions me.
"I don't know. I was with Evan in a different block. It seems the guy he fought to be boss was killed so I think it was their group that started it. Jon tried to stop it but got stabbed doing so."
"Shit that's messed up. Are you okay? Weren't you dating the guard that got killed?"
"Yeah. I was."
Guilt fills me to the brim. I never loved James. He was just a distraction from the one I did love. Even then, that distraction didn't work. I still found myself kissing Jon.
"Guys I don't know what to do." I feel my eyes tearing up. Tyler pulls me into a hug.
"It's okay man. Let it out. Your boyfriend just died." I shake my head.
"That's just it. I don't feel sad about that. I feel sad about Jonathan getting hurt and me not stopping it."
"Then you never really wanted James." Craig says softly.
"I kissed Jonathan okay. We were in his cell making out when it happened." Both of them look surprised but say nothing about it. They just let me grieve.
Jonathan-
I wake up to a beeping sound. I look around and immediately realize I'm in a hospital. That's right I got stabbed. Who fucking stabbed me?
Evan walks in with puffy red eyes. I decide not to mention that.
"Oh thank god you're awake." He says as he comes to my side. I'm confused.
"There was a riot. What happened?"
He tells me about who was killed and who was injured in the riot and who he thinks incited the riot. We are on lockdown until further notice.
"Are you okay? I mean, your boyfriend just died." I ask him.
"I-I'm fine. We haven't been together long..." I know what he's doing. He's stopping himself from saying that he was more worried about me.
"I get it. You don't have to explain anything to me." I say hugging him.
"Jonathan I miss you. I miss us!" He exclaims.
I never expected that to come out of his mouth.
"Is that what you really want, Evan?" He nods his head. "If it is, I can get out when my trial comes. We'll have to leave the country. Technically it'll be legal, but it's still best if we leave. Are you okay with that?"
"Y-yes. I want us to be together again."
My heart breaks at the pain he must be feeling right now. I hold him close to me while I can.
"Then that's what we'll do. Evan?"
"Hm?"
"I still love you."
"I love you too. Jonathan."
A smile forms on my face. A genuine one. For the first time in a long time.