The Gay Nerd Who Stole His Heart

"Bradley, welcome," Kylan greeted as he stepped aside, "glad you could make it."

Bradley entered the condo, his eyes immediately searching for Ella, "Yea, couldn't refuse this invite. Where's Jonah?"

"He's at work. He'll be home in a short while." "And Ella?" "Kitchen."

Bradley stormed past him and headed for the kitchen, only to wrap his arms around Ella as if he was seeing her for the first time in months; they had been apart for a day. He twirled her around for a minute before she told him to put her down.

He placed his lips on hers, "I missed you."

"I saw you yesterday before I left," she chuckled, returning to the boiling pasta and cooking steak.

"You're not going to say anything about how I look?"

He had dolled himself up, wore a suit, and his hair gelled backward.

Ella smiled, "You always look handsome to me "

"Uncle Brad?"

They heard Jacob's voice as he walked into the kitchen with his cup of juice. When Bradley realized it was him, he knelt, "What's up, little man?"

"I didn't know you were coming!"

"I know, I should've told you," he wrapped his arms around him and swung him around, "How you been, little man?"

"Really good! My teacher said I've been doing amazing in class."

"I'm proud of you," he set him down to his feet.

Kylan entered the kitchen, wanting some company. He was always dressed elegantly; only Ella was wearing casual attire, and Kylan was a bit irritated.

"I don't even like him," she replied when he asked why.

He poured himself a glass of wine and handed another to Bradley, who thanked him.

"When do we get to it?"

"Soon," Kylan replied to Jacob, who nodded his head.

"Can I have more juice?"

"Of course you can."

Suddenly, they heard an uproar of footsteps outside their door. Then, the doorknob twisted, and when the door opened, a throng of people stormed inside the condo. They had boxes of liquor, beer, and a bunch of different alcoholic beverages.

Jonah was at the door, a wide smile as he waved them all in, letting his secretary press her lips against his cheek before she entered.

Everyone from his building had been invited, and it was no surprise that he had already drunk a bit; hence, his mind was not exactly logical.

One entered with a large speaker, another with a disco ball, and they began blaring some music, many of them standing on their sofas and a few entering the kitchen and glancing over the food with watery mouths.

Ella furrowed her brows, twirling the pasta and turning the steak, "What's going on?"

"I'm bringing Jacob to the bedroom," Bradley said, grabbing the young boy and sprinting towards the bedroom.

"I'm finishing up here. You go find out what's going on!" Ella screamed over the music that started blaring even louder.

Kylan nodded his head, feeling his rage beginning to rise through his muscles as his place already started becoming trashed. The footsteps from the pile of mud outside were invading his home and ruining the floors. They were stepping all over the furniture, from the living room table to the couch.

He felt himself reach his peak as he began screaming, "Everybody out! Get out of my home!"

None listened to him, and he was heading towards the entryway to turn on the lights when he found Jonah standing there, waving all of them in.

Such rage he felt, as he stomped his feet towards his boyfriend, "What the fuck is this, Jonah?"

Way too high, Jonah smiled at Kylan's distorted features and said, "Party with me, Ky!" He reached around his shoulders only to be pushed back, and when he noticed the glare Kylan was sending him, he rolled his eyes, "What is it this time?" "We're having dinner since it's your birthday, and Jacob's here too. You're throwing a random party?"

"I thought it could be fun-"

"You're not even sober," he hissed.

Jonah shrugged his shoulders, "I'm high, and I drank a bit but don't worry, my head's here."

Ella soon found them, "What's going on?"

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"Give me a break. What the fuck is this brat doing here" Jonah groaned.

Ella was moments from swinging her fist against his face when Kylan raised his palms to stop her. "You're lucky I love Kylan," she snarled.

"He threw this random party, and now the condo is being trashed."

"You're both overreacting," he said, "let us have some fun."

"What's happening here?" Bradley showed up behind Ella, squeezing her arm.

"What the fuck are you guys all doing here?"

"It's your birthday!" Kylan shouted at Jonah, "I invited all of them over to celebrate it with you, privately because we love you."

"Then celebrate privately, but I'm not shutting down this party," Jonah said smugly.

"Shut it down."

"No," he challenged Kylan's gaze.

"Shut it down, or else I'm leaving Jonah."

"You're bluffing."

Kylan shrugged his shoulders, "Am I?" He reached for the coat closet and grabbed his own before attempting to open the door, to which Jonah blocked his way, "Move."

"Where are you going to go anyway?"

"I said move."

"Please don't fight," Bradley said.

"Maybe we should leave," Ella whispered to Bradley, and he agreed.

That caused Kylan's heart to ache even more, "Jonah, let me through."

"Alright!" Jonah exclaimed, widening his eyes, "I'll shut down this party."

He turned on the lights and stepped around them, approaching the living room and yelling for everyone to leave. Then he said they needed to leave or they would all get fired, and they scurried from the place too fast that Jonah could not even get another word in.

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Ella and Bradley left amongst the throng that exited the condo, and Kylan closed the door behind the last person.

He reached the living room where Jonah was standing, observing Jonah opening his arms and saying, "This place is trashed."

"How dare you do this to me?"

He frowned, "Do what to you?"

"I care about you," Kylan hissed, "much more than you'll ever think. This day was special to me, and you couldn't just go with what I wanted for one day?"

Jonah rolled his eyes, "Woah, going back to young dramatic Kylan, aren't we?"

"You don't care about me at all!"

"If I didn't care about you, I would leave you on the streets," he snapped, "everything you have is because of me."

"And I am forever grateful for that, but you've done nothing else for me "

"What more do you fucking want? Fuck me for wanting a damn party on my birthday_"

"Because I wanted to celebrate it with you!"

"And you'd still get to celebrate with me, wouldn't you?"

"Jonah," Kylan reached forward, placing his palms on his shoulders and exhaling a long breath. He calmed himself, pausing for a moment because he no longer wanted to argue, "I just wanted it to be about us." "This whole living arrangement is about us, Ky!" he exclaimed, pulling apart from him, "Are you serious right now?"

"I don't want to argue with you-"

"Then sleep on the fucking couch tonight," Jonah snarled, "because you pissed me off." Before he left for the bedroom, he planted an angry kiss on Kylan's cheek, murmuring, "I love you."

Jonah always said I love you, even more, when he was angry. Hence why he walked away and said again, "I love you so much."

Kylan sat in the living room, laying down and placing his coat over him as a blanket. Jonah never let him sleep on the couch, and he was not surprised when in the middle of the night, Jonah leaned against the bedroom door and called his name. His voice echoed across to the living room, and Kylan heard him, immediately shuffling awake and heading for the bedroom.

When he reached, Jonah was waiting for him at the doorway and stepped aside, allowing him in. He sent a hand through his disheveled hair, his bare upper body stretching with his every movement.

He was sleepy; having been asleep and waking up not feeling Kylan in bed with him had made him extremely uncomfortable. He dove back into bed and fell asleep the instance his head fell against the pillow. Jacob was also in the bed, at the other end. Kylan undressed and snuggled under the blankets, only for a sleeping Jonah to reach around his waist and pull him against his chest.