lovesick mess

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First of all — guys, pause.One of my dear readers just posted the cutest fanart on X of Bible cuddling that giant teddy bear, perfectly matching the scene we are living right now. 🧸😭✨

Thank you Pavidla so, so much for this!!Bible looks so fluffy and grumpy and soft and, ughhh, Jes would die seeing this picture I swear.

Guys, please, let's all give her some loooove in the comments. She really captured our chaotic boy so well.

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POV: Bible

"WHY DO YOU LOOK AT ME LIKE THIS?!" Bible grumbled, sitting upright in his hospital bed, already wide awake though it was way too early. Today was the big day, he was getting out of here.

The giant teddy bear sat squarely on his lap, staring at him with that same smug, innocent look it had all night. Bible squinted at it. "You're so damn fluffy, I can't even." He huffed, wiggling his arm to poke at the bear's soft belly like it would give in. No chance.

He crossed his arms with a dramatic sigh. "But you seriously need to work on that stare, bro. Way too intense." He leaned in, pointing a finger at the bear's eyes. "You're giving me his look, you know? Not cool. I don't need that this morning."

Yeah. Same, Bible. Same. Poor bear caught in the crossfire of an emotional war.

"See? If I talk like that, he would glare exactly like that." Bible muttered, glaring back at the giant teddy bear like they were in some kind of silent showdown. "Tssss." He pouted, crossing his arms. "God, I can't wait to get outta here."

He glanced at the clock, Jes should be here any minute now. "Hopefully he's not late." he grumbled under his breath, fingers drumming impatiently on the blanket.

Right then, the door swung open.„Who's fluffy?"That familiar voice caught Bible off guard. His head shot up.

Jes stood in the doorway, grinning like he owned the world. His eyes flicked from Bible to the bear sitting squarely on Bible's lap, then back to him. "I see you two are friends now." Jes teased, a playful smirk tugging at his lips.

Bible's brain short-circuited. In pure panic mode, he boxed the bear so hard it nearly tumbled off the bed. "T-That thing?! No way. I was just—just trying to move it!" he sputtered, cheeks burning.

Jes chuckled low. "Sure, baby bear. Sure."

Bible shot him a glare that could melt steel. "Don't call me like that."

Jes grinned. "Didn't mean you," he said with a wink.

Wow. The man's in a good mood, Bible thought, eyes narrowing. What's making him so happy, huh? Suspicious. Very suspicious.

Jes was busy packing up his stuff, moving around the room. Bible watched him from the bed, arms crossed, while Jes hummed some song and casually zipped bags and folded clothes.

Bible squinted harder. "What's giving you this good mood?" he finally asked, voice dripping with suspicion.

Jes looked up, caught off guard. "Huh?"

Bible leaned back against the pillow, crossing his arms tighter. "They say, men who had sex in the morning are in a good mood all day." His tone was dry as sandpaper.

Jes coughed. Hard.

"I— I didn't have sex this morning," Jes said, composed, voice deep and steady. "How could I? You weren't home. But..." he smirked, eyes glinting, "we can change that once we're back. Okay?"

Bible's face went bright red. "I— I have a broken leg! That's— that's something you can't exactly do the next few months," he shot back, eyes wide.

Jes raised a brow, leaning casually against the side of the bed. "So that means... you're open to doing it with a strange man, huh?" His grin was pure mischief.

Shit, Bible thought, panic flashing behind his eyes. Careful. You're showing too much, you can't blow your cover now, you idiot.

"I won't. I'm just saying— you can do whatever you want," he huffed, folding his arms and looking away grumpily.

Jes smiled, voice dropping lower. "I won't do it with someone else." He leaned a little closer. "I'm married to you."

Bible's heart thudded once, annoyingly loud. Damn you, he thought. Why you gotta say it like that...

"So you're telling me... you never cheated?" Bible asked, tilting his head, voice dripping with fake innocence. Hey, if I'm playing brainless, might as well get some answers, he thought.

Jes paused mid-fold, arms crossing, gaze steady. "Cheating?" He let out a short laugh. "That's for tasteless men."

He leaned back against the dresser. "Why're you grilling me with all these questions first thing in the morning?"

Bible shrugged, acting casual. "Well, gotta know the man I'm gonna share a roof with. You know—since I'll be living with a complete stranger." He smirked.

Jes chuckled, shaking his head. "I never cheated. Honestly? I was single for a looong time, work had me married to my job." He glanced over at Bible, voice softer now. "And now that I have you, why the hell would I wish for someone else?"

Bible blinked.

"And you?" Jes shot back, his tone suddenly sharper, eyes narrowing a touch.

Bible leaned back smugly against the pillow, grinning. Oh, he's triggered now. "I never had a long-term relationship," he said, voice light. "Why settle for one person when you can have all of them?" He chuckled, tossing Jes a wicked look.

Jes froze mid-pack. The air in the room got tight. Bible saw the subtle clench in Jes' jaw, the way his shoulders squared. Bingo, Bible thought. Look at you... burning already.

"And..." Bible dragged it out, tapping his chin as if digging deep. "I don't really remember if I cheated on you or not." He gave Jes a sly, innocent smile. "But I think..." He let the words hang, loving every second as Jes' entire body stiffened like a loaded spring.

Jes' voice dropped lower, teeth nearly grinding. "What. Do. You. Think..."

Bible tilted his head, acting all thoughtful. "Mmm... I think... I didn't cheat." His grin widened. "I don't think I'm that type of guy."

Inside, Bible was dying of laughter. Outwardly? Cool as hell. Watching Jes fume was just too satisfying.

Jes suddenly strode over with fast, deliberate steps. His smile was gone, replaced with that look. The one that always made Bible's heart skip a damn beat.

In a blink, Jes leaned down over him, close, eyes locked onto his, just inches away. Bible gulped, instinctively shrinking back into the pillows, but there was no escape.

"You," Jes said low, voice deep and slow, "didn't have time to cheat on me..."He smirked now, eyes flicking down and back up again, "...you were too busy giving that beautiful body of yours, with that perfect, round ass — to me."

And with that, he casually mussed up Bible's hair, fingers threading through it before pulling back with a cocky grin.

Bible's jaw dropped.THIS MAN! his mind screamed, short-circuiting, cheeks burning. The nerve. The audacity. The shamelessness!

And worst of all... he liked it.

Bible was very quiet now, cheeks still a little red, hugging the poor teddy bear like a lifeline as Jes stepped out to grab the doctor.

A few minutes later, Jes returned with the doc in tow, looking all professional while Jes casually leaned against the wall, arms crossed, watching Bible like he was already planning every move.

The doctor cleared his throat.„Alright, Mr. Tilapornputt," he began, flipping through the chart. "You'll need to rest and stay lying down for at least the next week. We'll provide a wheelchair, and after that we'll check your leg and switch the bandage so you can start walking with crutches."

Bible rolled his eyes but nodded.The doc continued, voice dry as ever. "No sports. No standing too long. And..." — his gaze flicked to Jes, then back to Bible, a bit awkward now — "if you're planning to, ah... engage in any sexual activity, it should be... gentle. No excessive movement or shaking. If possible, I would advise... just don't."

Bible's eyes widened. Jes tried — tried — to keep a straight face, but a grin was creeping in fast.

Bible blinked, then crossed his arms with a huff. "Tsss. That's actually good news, doc," he said with a smirk. "Gives me a legit excuse to keep certain people at a distance."

Jes raised a brow, clearly amused. "We'll see about that," he muttered under his breath.

The doctor smiled politely, pretending not to hear the banter. "Well then, I'll have you fill out these forms, and after that, you're free to go." He handed Jes a clipboard and nodded. "Take it slow at home, alright?"

Bible gave a lazy salute. "Yeah, yeah, got it. No shaking, no sports, no wild bedroom acrobatics. Understood."

Jes finished the paperwork, thanked the doctor, and came back into the room with a wheelchair. "Alright, time to roll, superstar," he said, patting the armrest with a grin.

Bible glared at the wheelchair. "Tsss. Really? I can hop on one leg if you want."

"No can do," Jes said, firm. "Doctor's orders. Now, sit your stubborn ass down."

Bible huffed dramatically but allowed Jes to help him from the bed. "Don't look so happy about this," he muttered as Jes carefully helped him settle into the chair.

"I'm not happy," Jes said, smirking. "I'm thrilled."

"Psycho," Bible grumbled, clutching the giant teddy bear on his lap for no reason other than spite.

Jes leaned down so close to his ear that Bible could feel his breath. "You're taking that bear home?"

"Yeah. He listens better than you," Bible shot back and Jes laughed deep in his chest.

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POV: Jes

Jes carefully lifted Bible from the wheelchair and helped him settle into the big soft bed. He adjusted the pillows behind his back, mindful of the cast and the bruises. Bible watched him silently, not protesting, but keeping that cool mask on.

Jes brushed a strand of hair from Bible's forehead. "Comfortable?" he asked softly.

Bible shrugged. "It's a bed. I guess."His tone was clipped, but Jes wasn't discouraged. He knew this was part of the game. I'm not giving up, he thought.

Jes knelt by the bed, resting his arms on the mattress. His voice was steady. "I talked to Bas."

Bible glanced sideways, pretending indifference, though his ears were tuned in. "And?" he asked flatly.

"I told him... I want to tell you everything," Jes said. His gaze was calm, sincere. "You deserve the truth. All of it. I don't want us to land here again."

Bible's fingers twitched on the blanket, but his face remained blank. "I don't know what kind of 'us' you're talking about," he said. "I'm not your husband. Just some guy with a broken leg."

Jes exhaled softly, a tired smile tugging at his lips. "Then I guess I'll just take care of some guy with a broken leg, for now. And when you're ready, I'll tell you everything."

Bible didn't answer, but a flicker of something, maybe guilt, maybe warmth, crossed his eyes for a second.

Jes stood up and walked to the door. "I'll make you tea. You still like black tea with honey, right?" he asked, looking back.

Bible cursed inside. Of course he still did. "... Whatever," he mumbled.

Jes's smile grew a touch wider. "Thought so."And with that, he walked off to the kitchen, leaving Bible glaring at the door but clutching the blanket just a little tighter.

Jes returned with the tea in one hand and the small kitten cradled in his other arm.

"Awww," Bible said before he could stop himself, the warmth in his voice almost betraying him. He bit down the rest of what he nearly said. I missed you... shit, can't say that now.

Jes smiled. "Tiny missed you," he said softly, placing the cup on the nightstand. The kitten hopped down and immediately crawled up to Bible, nuzzling into his side with a happy purr.

Bible instinctively reached out, stroking the soft fur. The familiar feeling of the tiny body purring against him tugged too hard at something inside his chest. He swallowed it down.

Jes watched the scene, unable to hide the fond look in his eyes. "Eh," he sighed dramatically. "I'm jealous. I want to do that too."

Bible raised an eyebrow but said nothing, keeping his attention firmly on the cat.

Jes grinned wickedly. Well, you can't push me off like this, he thought. Moving with a purpose, he slid under the bed sheet beside Bible, settling in close. His body pressed lightly against Bible's, warm and familiar. Bible stiffened a little, glaring sideways, but Jes ignored it.

His head rested right next to Bible's on the pillow, so close he could see the glint of the small piercing in his ear, one he adored playing with because he knew how sensitive that earlobe was. God, I love this man, Jes thought.

Without a word, Jes gently rested one hand on Bible's stomach, fingers splayed softly over the thin fabric of the shirt. The weight was light but grounding, claiming space without forcing anything.

"I know it's selfish..." Jes murmured, voice low against the quiet room. His hand tightened just a little on Bible's stomach. "I won't let you go anywhere. I won't let you drive your motorbike, I won't let you go out partying, I won't let you drink or smoke. I want you here. With me. Till we're old. And then..." His voice cracked, but he pushed on. "Then let me die first. Because seriously, I can't watch you die in front of me."

Bible froze mid-stroke on the cat's fur. The kitten purred on, oblivious, but Bible's fingers went still.

"That's not selfish," he said finally, voice dry. "That's possessive. It's weird."

Jes smiled, eyes soft. "I know. You can call me weird. I'm fine with that."

Bible exhaled through his nose. "But I like my freedom."

Jes's hand didn't move, but the warmth of his palm was steady. "I know," he said quietly. "And I like you exactly how you are. That's my dilemma." He let out a shaky chuckle. "I think one day, you'll give me a heart attack."

Jes leaned in a little closer, breath soft against Bible's ear. He didn't say anything else, just lay there, content to be close.

Oh god, he thought, biting the inside of his cheek.

I'm a mess. I'm a lovesick mess.

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