Buckle up

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POV: Jes

Jes really thought he had broken through the wall, the one Bible always kept up around himself.Even with all his loud opinions, his bratty mouth, and his constant drama, when it came to his real feelings, Bible was quiet. Guarded. Jes always had to tread carefully to get the truth out of him.

"So..." Jes said, slower now, trying to stay calm, trying not to explode again. "There's a chance this child is yours."

Bible nodded, his eyes flicking over Jes's face."Yes," he admitted quietly.

Jes exhaled, steadying his voice."And... who's the mother?"The question came out sharper than Jes intended.

Bible's lip pulled between his teeth. "I don't know," he said, his own voice now tinged with frustration.

Jes's hand twitched. He pressed his fingers to his temples, rubbing in slow, rough circles."Okay, so you're saying there's a possibility it's yours. But you don't remember who it could be? How? How can you not know?"

Bible's throat worked as he swallowed. His shoulders tensed. Jes's voice grew heavier, each word landing harder.

"You're telling me you can't even narrow it down? You can't think back, you can't count? That's what you're saying? You just, what, forgot?"

"I—" Bible gritted his teeth, and suddenly barked,"WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS?!"

Jes jolted, his head jerking back a little in shock."I'm not—" Jes started, but Bible cut him off.

"You're acting like I did this on purpose. I didn't plan this! You think I wanted to get a child dropped on us like this?!"

Jes dragged his hand down his face, voice straining to stay calm."I didn't say you planned this. I just... I want to understand! I need to know what happened, who she is, where we can find her, how we clear this up. But you're sitting here telling me you don't know?"

Jes's jaw tightened, his breathing rough now. His jealousy, his fear, was gnawing at him, dragging up things he didn't want to admit."You're saying you don't even know who it was... because... there were too many options?" His voice cracked on the last word.

Bible's arms crossed over his chest like a shield. He refused to look at Jes."Yeah," he bit out, eyes glued to the window. "Too many."

Jes's chest sank. Of course he knew Bible had a past. He knew he wasn't the first. But this?Hearing it so bluntly...Hearing there were so many he couldn't even remember?

Jes's throat burned.

Did he want to know?Did he really want the details of how wild Bible had been before him?Because right now, it hurt in a way Jes wasn't sure he was ready for.

The car sat in silence, heavy, suffocating.

Jes finally managed to say, low and pained,"I really thought you'd let me all the way in by now."

"YOU!" Bible snapped, throwing the car door open and storming out, no, almost running.

Jes sat there for a beat, stunned."...Wait—WAIT!"He scrambled, yanking his seatbelt off and diving out of the car."This little...brat!" he hissed, sprinting after him.

"Bible! BIBLE! STOP RUNNING!" Jes yelled, his voice echoing in the empty parking lot.

When he finally caught up, Jes grabbed Bible's arm and yanked him to a halt, spinning him around to face him.

"WHY THE FUCK ARE YOU ALWAYS RUNNING AWAY FROM ME?!" Jes barked, his chest heaving, his anger boiling over.

Bible glared at him, defiant, furious, his breathing just as ragged."Because you're judging me! You're circling me like a shark, Jes! Squeezing me into a cage with your words, like I've already done something unforgivable!"His voice cracked, but his eyes burned stubbornly."Yeah, okay, I didn't tell you right away. That's on me. But the rest? The rest isn't even clarified yet! You don't know anything and you're already cutting me open like I'm guilty!"

Jes's grip faltered, just for a second.But the moment he loosened, Bible jerked his arm, trying to slip away again.

Jes grabbed him tighter, desperate."Because you always run from me!" Jes shouted, his voice raw now."I have to hold you like this, tight, because if I let go, you'll disappear. You'll leave me."

Bible's breath hitched.

Jes's throat was thick, his voice trembling under the weight of it."I know you. I know how you love to bolt when things get hard. You shut me out, you get on that bike, and you think you can outrun everything.But you can't outrun me, Bible."

Jes's hand slid from Bible's arm to his wrist, gentler now, but firm enough to keep him close."I'm not letting you run this time."

Bible's mouth parted, but nothing came out.

Jes searched his face, desperate, pleading."Can you just, for once, stop running and fight with me? Not against me. With me."

The parking lot was silent except for their breathing.

Bible lowered his head, the fire in his glare dimming just a little. His chest still heaved, but his feet stopped trying to move.

"...Okay," he finally whispered. "Okay."

Jes didn't wait another second.He grabbed Bible's hand and dragged him back toward the car, his grip fierce, his whole body pulsing with adrenaline.

"Jes!" Bible protested, stumbling to keep up. "What..."

Jes didn't answer. He yanked the car door open, shoved Bible against the frame, and crashed his mouth onto his in a bruising kiss. The taste of him, the damn stubborn heat of him, made Jes snap.

His fingers buried themselves in Bible's hair, pulling just hard enough to make him gasp, to make him open his mouth wider, and Jes took it. His tongue swept in deep, fast, messy. Bible whimpered, clutching at Jes's jacket, the fight draining from him in waves of heat.

Jes pulled back just enough to speak against his lips, breathless, demanding."You're mine, Bible. Fuck... you're mine. You don't get to run away and leave me pacing the house like a lunatic. You don't get to disappear without me."

He grabbed Bible's hand and raised it between them, shoving his own ring finger right into Bible's view.

"See this?" Jes hissed, eyes burning into him. He pulled Bible's hand closer and sucked the wedding ring into his mouth, swirling his tongue around it, dragging his lips over the cold metal, biting down gently.

Bible's breathing hitched, his chest rising fast."Jes...what the hell are you doing..."His voice trembled, half arousal, half panic.

Jes let the ring pop free with a wet sound. His smirk was dark, possessive, crazed."This means you're mine. Forever." He pressed a bruising kiss into Bible's palm, his voice rough."I'll fucking remind you every time you try to run."

"You're insane," Bible whispered, still breathless, still shaking from Jes's intensity. "Fucking insane..."

Jes crushed their lips together again, biting at his bottom lip until Bible whimpered. Their bodies ground together with brutal precision, Jes's hips pinning him against the car, devouring him like he couldn't get enough.

"You make me insane," Jes growled against his mouth, dragging his lips down to his ear, hot breath ghosting over his skin.

Jes's hands slid under his hoodie, palms hot against bare skin. "I want to ruin you right here."

Bible's pulse spiked. He arched toward him, panting, "Do it."

Jes's body snapped forward, slamming Bible's back against the car's backseat, but he froze, trembling with restraint. His forehead pressed against Bible's, his breath shaky, sweat beading at his temple. His fists clutched the fabric of Bible's hoodie like it was the only thing grounding him.

"I'm... I'm going to be a daddy," Jes breathed, eyes wide, overwhelmed.

"You... you want to be a daddy?" Bible whispered, his lips trembling.

Jes's smile broke through the shock, soft but fierce. "He looks like you, a little version of you... how could I not? If he's your son, he's mine too."

Then, with a sharp slam, Jes shoved the car door shut. His hands were already yanking Bible's pants down, pressing his bare ass to the cold leather seat. Jes's belt clinked as he rushed to unfasten it, shoving it down his thighs.

The space was tight, cramped, suffocating, but Jes was too far gone. He was always like this, drunk on the boy beneath him, that brat with the smug little face and fire in his eyes. He made Jes lose his mind every time.

Jes's breath hitched as he traced his fingers over Bible's hips, thumbs pressing into the soft skin. The cold leather against Bible's bare skin made him shiver, but it wasn't the chill that had him trembling, it was Jes, the way he touched him like he belonged to him, like he was something precious and fragile even in the heat of the moment.

"Tell me you want me," Jes whispered, his voice low, almost desperate.

"I always want you," Bible confessed, breath shaky, tilting his head back against the seat. "Even when I'm mad at you. Even when you're annoying as hell."

Jes chuckled, forehead pressing harder against Bible's. "Brat."

"Yours," Bible shot back, his eyes daring, but his body already softening under Jes's touch.

Jes guided himself slowly, carefully, his hands gripping Bible's thighs, his breath ragged. The cramped space made every movement tighter, closer, intimate in a way that felt like they were stitched together, no air left between them.

As Jes pressed his dick inside, Bible's hands fisted Jes's shirt in return, dragging him closer. Jes groaned into Bible's neck, the sensation overwhelming him.

"God, you drive me insane," Jes mumbled against Bible's flushed skin, his lips dragging over the sweat-slick of his neck. "I want to fuck you again and again until you can't think of anything but me."

"Ah—!"Bible's gasp tore out of him, his back arching as Jes pushed in deep, the cramped space forcing every thrust to hit harder, closer, impossibly tight.

Jes moved slowly but deliberately, each grind deliberate in the tight squeeze of the car's backseat, their breaths tangled and ragged.

Jes groaned, his pace faltering only for a second before he plunged deeper, the friction dizzying. "You always squeeze me like this," Jes moaned, his lips dragging along Bible's jaw. "So tight. So perfect."

"That's— ngh! Too deep—!" Bible choked, squeezing his eyes shut, his thighs trembling from the stretch, from the overwhelming fullness.

"So fucking good—" Jes hissed, his teeth grazing Bible's skin, sending a shiver through him. "You always take me so well. Like you were made for this."

Bible's nails scraped along Jes's back through the fabric of his shirt, his mind fogging from the relentless pace, the heat building between them. "Jes! ahh— don't say shit like that, I... I'm gonna—"

Jes's palm cupped Bible's stomach, pressing just hard enough to feel the slight bulge moving under his touch with every deep thrust. "You feel it? Feel me right here?" His voice was a ragged growl, thick with pride and hunger. "So deep inside you, baby."

Bible's legs shook, wrapping tighter around Jes's waist. "Fuck! Stop talking like that, like you're gonna— you're gonna knot me—or some kind of shit!"

Jes's hips stuttered at the thought. "Yeah? You want that? You want me to lock you full? Stuff you so good you can't think straight?"

Bible's lips parted, breathless, his walls clenching around him. "Do it," he choked out, his body already begging for it. "Tie me, Da-ddy."

Jes groaned, a deep, guttural sound as his cum slipped past that tight ring, locking them together with a sharp push. Bible's head snapped back, a broken cry falling from his lips as his body jerked under the weight of it.

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POV: Bible

The next day, they went straight to Mio's and JJay's place.When they stepped in, the little boy was already sitting at the table, happily munching on pancakes, his cheeks stuffed like a chipmunk. The moment he saw Bible, his eyes lit up. He slid off the chair and ran toward him, his tiny feet pattering against the floor.

"Hey, little man," Bible greeted, kneeling to catch him in his arms, holding him close with a soft smile.

Behind Bible, Jes lingered in the doorway, his gaze locked on them with something between awe and disbelief. "He looks... just like you," Jes mumbled, almost dazed.

Bible turned, the boy still clinging to his neck. "Jes, this is little champ," He said, his voice light but proud. "Champ, this is Jes."

Jes blinked, almost like he wasn't sure how to process all this.

"Let's eat first, then head to the doctor," JJay chimed in, ushering them all to the table like the chaos wasn't overwhelming in the slightest.

Breakfast was loud, messy, full of syrupy fingers and childish giggles. But Jes sat there, quietly watching, like his whole world had shifted overnight.

Afterward, when they loaded into the car, Jes surprised Bible by pulling out a brand-new child seat he'd already bought, clearly proud of himself. He carefully buckled the little boy in, pulling the seatbelt snug while he happily played with the Superman figure Jes had also gotten him. Jes's entire focus was on making sure the seat was safe, his brows furrowed in concentration.

Bible stood behind him, arms crossed, watching the whole scene unfold with an amused grin.When Jes finally finished and closed the door, he caught Bibles expression and raised a brow. "What?"

"Daddy Jes," he teased, smirking. "Kinda hot."

Jes ran a hand through his hair and stepped into Bibles space without hesitation, his palm sliding to his waist as he leaned in and kissed him—right there, in front of everyone's salad.

He dipped his head to his ear, his breath warm against his skin.„Daddy's home," he whispered, his voice low and dangerous.

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POV: Author

DADDY IS FREAKING HOME!!!If anyone's a daddy, it's Jes. Period. No discussion. Daddy Jes supremacy forever.

Also....GUYS!!! I booked two tickets to heaven.I'm going to the last 4-Minutes event to meet Jes and his brat!! AAAAAHHH!!!

But you know what's even crazier?Many of you, who've been reading and commenting on this story for almost a year, will also be there??? We're actually meeting IRL???Please, I'm begging you...come talk to me if you see me!!I'm the blonde, 172 cm, blue eyes, skinny like a toothpick.

Also, I'm planning a dinner, my treat! Let's cry about our daddies together.

SEE YOU THERE! 💖