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“That’s not fair. That’s cheating,” Jasper says in a whisper as he walks into his lounge room to find Ryan lying shirtless on the couch with their baby niece fast asleep on his chest. It’s been a week since he announced he was leaving the band, though he’s yet to follow that up with an official statement and it’s driving everyone insane with speculations. “Shh.” Ryan pats Ellie’s back. “Can you imagine coming home from work as an international, iconic pop star, to me as a stay-at-home
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After a tiring day being sucked up to by everyone hoping for a spotlight position in Chicago, Ryan sets off to the studio. Jasper had organized for Blake to drop him home after work while Ryan’s at rehearsals, but today he’d sent Ryan a message to let him know he’d be late as he’s planning a music video with Mark. With any luck, it’ll be a long meeting, because Ryan has something important to plan himself. “Hey, dude, your boyfriend is in a meeting,” Blake says, disconnecting and packing up
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“Ryan, welcome. How are you feeling?” “I’m excited.” Ryan’s panicking on the inside but he’s thrilled to be here, standing on a Broadway stage, regardless. Considering his intention to disappear into the shadows of fame, he’d rejected the position offered to him, and somehow ended up being invited to shadow the choreographer, a mid-thirties black woman named Maria. “Today we’ll be doing a run through, getting to know each other and then outlining our rehearsal schedule. We’ll get more
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“Blake’s new music video seems like an attack or even a threat against the media. What do you have to say about that?” It takes a brave reporter to question the band now, with legal consequences being pursued against the journalist that’d tracked down Damien. There are only a handful of people in the room with notepads, cameras, and the balls to interview the band. “We’re just doing our jobs. Don’t take it personally.” Jasper offers a very obvious hint at the media’s pathetic defense o
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“You’re quitting?” Simon asks, staying still as Fi works her stylist magic with the thrown together outfit she’d picked out for him. “Leaving the group is what’s best for us all. I’m not the right person for this career and you guys never needed an extra member in the band. I don’t add anything to the group,” Ryan explains, buttoning his own jacket. Luke and Simon don’t seem all that surprised, which alleviates some of the guilt Ryan has been feeling about stuffing the band around.
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“Welcome back.” Jasper greets Blake at the front door, letting him in. “Why the hell did Ryan go to Demion’s?” Blake snaps with a tone of disapproval as he walks in, passing Jasper a brownie. Jasper’s shoulders sink. “Dude, he just stood up to his ex. If that were me, you’d be telling me I’m badass. Can we talk about why you hate everything my boyfriend does, please? Because I’m pretty sure I told you to be nice and instead, you’re being super judgy and—” “You asked me to be judgy
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“Ryan, thank you so much for coming over to help me out with this. I swear I didn’t know I was being ambushed by media.” Damien stresses the moment he sees Ryan. Though he’s never seen Damien like this, Ryan shows no interest. He walks in, ignoring the flashes of cameras behind him that have already captured every moment since the car pulled up out the front, right up to the second Damien closes the door. “Full disclosure, I’m not here to ‘help you out.’ I’m here to sort out the part of thi
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“You’ve still got his number, haven’t you?” Jasper turns to Ryan, who looks like all the air and blood has been snatched from his body in an instant at the sight of his ex, who is yet to say a word. “Ryan, tell me you are not still in contact with him,” Jules asks, her best stern parenting tone unleashed. She isn’t taking her eyes off the screen either, and if looks could kill, Damien would no longer be a problem. “I blocked him,” Ryan says, drawing in a shaky breath as he pulls his ph
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“It’s clear you need to leave.” Ryan orders, trying to remain polite despite the tension in the room. “Disgraceful,” John scoffs. Absolute disgust rises in Ryan cracking a splinter in his composure. “You know if I was a parent that treated my kids the way you treat yours, it’s not them I’d be ashamed of. Now, do I need to ask you to leave again? There’s nothing for you here,” Ryan states with more determination. “I will not be spoken to like this by a man who has taken advantage o
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“Mom?” Ryan looks shocked when they arrive back at their apartment the following morning and find Jules in the living room folding baby clothes. He turns to Jasper, lowering his voice. “I swear I didn’t invite her or even suggest she come over while your parents are here.” Jasper isn’t at all worried; in fact, he’s relieved to have a parent in the house who smiles at him. “Your mom is always welcome at our place. You don’t need to fold the laundry, though.” Jasper greets Jules with a hug.
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“Hey, it’s me.” The sound of Ryan’s voice seconds after a gentle knock, gives Jasper immediate relief. He slips out of bed and rushes to unlock the door, eager to be wrapped in his boyfriend’s arms, soaking in the comfort that he’ll never admit he’s desperate for. “Give me a second to get back in bed before you open the door,” he orders, running to dive back under the sheets before yelling for Ryan to come in. Ryan opens the door and steps inside, locking the door before his atten
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“Following accusations of an affair between Jasper Reid and a sex worker during Ryan Kurtis’s appearance on Dancers and Dreamers season three, Ryan appeared to show support for his controversial partner.” Blake reads the article aloud on his phone with bitter emphasis. “However, in the evening, Ryan was photographed leaving the couple’s residence with a suitcase, sparking fresh speculation Ryan has left his disgraced boyfriend, Jasper. It is unknown what this effect will have on the new music se
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“Thanks for what you said back there. I should’ve known there’d be photos and I should’ve been more prepared…” Jasper starts, but Ryan lets go of his hand and turns to him with crossed arms now that they are in the privacy of their practice room again. Jasper rubs his hand, missing being held as Ryan takes one step away from Jasper. The space between them is cold and thick with tension as Jasper waits for Ryan to speak. The silence as Ryan stands before him, lost, is agonizing. Finally, he
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“Jasper, you were doing so well. You haven’t been late in weeks,” Simon calls out as Jasper and Ryan walk in more than an hour late to band practice that morning. “Guess I’m nothing but a complete disappointment to everyone, then.” Jasper heads straight to the piano. “I’ll be sitting here expressing feelings all day. Nobody talk to me.” Everyone looks from him to Ryan for answers. “Did I hit a nerve?” Simon asks. “His parents are visiting us today. He’s stressing in advance,”
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“Ryan,” Jasper calls in a singsong voice as he peeks into the bedroom, regretting his life choices as he sees his boyfriend relaxed on the bed, wearing nothing but a towel wrapped around his waist, immersed in something on his phone. The scent of aftershave and body wash is so delicious it’s difficult to control himself. “Is Blake gone?” Ryan places his phone on the bedside table and pats the bed beside himself, inviting Jasper over with a sly smile. Every part of Jasper wants to join
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“What do you think?” Ryan steps towards a fancy-looking white car and presses a key. The lights of the car flash, and Ryan pulls open the door. Jasper figures it’s an expensive one, judging by the upward-opening door and the sleek leather seats inside. Unable to think of a single other thing to say to show interest in it, he nods and says, “Nice.” Ryan either doesn’t notice or doesn’t let Jasper’s lack of interest dim his excitement. While Jasper gets in, Ryan lists off the features as
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Ace watches out the window as the man he came to college for, and is leaving because of, loses all the aggression in his stride at the sight of karma awaiting him. The door opens so gently it’s almost as though Leo’s trying to sneak in, though when he turns his attention to Leo, the door is closed just as softly. “Hi.” Ace fakes a smile at Leo. Leo fakes one back. “Hi.” “Want to watch my abuser get arrested with me?” Ace extends a hand to Leo, needing his comfort right now mo
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“Carter, get out,” Leo cannot believe who is waiting for him in the lounge room of the frat, surrounded by every other member of the house. “I have something for Ace,” Carter says. “He’s not here,” Leo says, walking right past him and heading up the stairs. For someone feeling so lonely, he cannot wait to finally be alone today. “That’s your problem, not mine. He fucked around and found out. Threw his future down the drain and dropped out because of you. The least you could do is
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Even though Leo had believed Ace meant it when he promised to still be here in the morning, the empty bed is exactly what Leo expected the moment Ace fell asleep in his arms last night. Leo’s not even upset to sit up and find Ace’s bags are gone, along with all the belongings he’s been getting used to seeing around his room. The room seems emptier than it’d been before Ace even begged his way into it. There’s a lot more that is left emptier than it’d started, but there’s no point in dw
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Jasper slips into a seat in the back row of the auditorium and waits. It’s been difficult to keep Ryan’s upcoming audition from the band for the past month, so he’s hoping it won’t be much longer before they have a better idea of what is going on with Ryan’s career. He has every intention of being impartial, as a fellow professional in the entertainment industry, about the other auditions. All the auditions are incredible, but he hates every one of them because it seems impartiality isn’t someth
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Over the next month, Simon, Luke, Blake, and Jasper work hard on producing at least one of their singles each, getting ready to put more music out and get their comeback under the new label underway. Ryan continues working with them, helping wherever he finds an opportunity. He’d chosen not to tell the rest of the band he’s planning to follow his dance career and take his chances with this Broadway opportunity. The audition day is fast approaching and the only thing keeping him from c
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Jasper walks into the bedroom, intending to keep walking and force Ryan to stare at him naked all night, except there’s a suit bag hanging on the mirror that steals his attention. On the front of the bag is a sticky note saying, ‘wear me’. Jasper unzips the bag and touches the dark blue velvet suit. “I need you to keep yourself busy for a while,” Ryan says, walking out of the bathroom in black suit pants, buttoning up his white dress-shirt. The sight of him alone is a challenge to Jas
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“Hey. You’re home.” The tenderness in Ryan’s greeting melts through Jasper, making Jasper realize he’s missed this more than he thought. Coming home to Ryan is the first time he’s felt like he’s truly come home in all these months. That voice. The soft love carried through his tone. It envelops Jasper, and he never wants to live without it again. Jasper bites his lip to suppress the grin crossing his face. His cheeks are starting to hurt from all the smiling he’s done today. “Hey yourself.
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Ace has never been more grateful for an entire weekend. Two whole days without having to leave the frat could not have come at a better time. Because outside the frat is an entire campus who saw the video. Better still, two whole days not having to leave Leo’s room. Because outside Leo’s room is an entire frat who saw the video. It’s bad enough sharing the room with someone who has not only seen the video, but has heard Ace break down the trauma of what he brought up in the video. The embar
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Collecting his clothes from the floor and the bed, Jasper shakes off the rose petals and gets dressed, turning to the mirror to tidy his hair. He’s surprised by how nothing looks or feels different. He’s not sure what he expected really, but he’d had it in his mind this milestone would change him somehow. After a lifetime of hearing how sacred sex is, the act of doing it out of wedlock, with a man no less, has left him buzzing. “Do you think the guys will know?” he asks, knowing it’s a dumb
