“I’ll be fine. I-“
He was interrupted by an insistent knock on the door. I looked at him and he gestured for me to open it. I flipped him off and undid the latch, taking half a step backwards when I saw who was standing on the other side. Theo and Stryker, side by side, only Stryker was grinning whilst Theo…had the face of someone who had been brought against his free will. Aka scowling. It made a fond smile begin to creep onto my own face despite how irritating he was.
“Hey, how can I help you?”I mumbled, brows furrowing.
“We’re going down drinking tonight with the others. Wondering if you wanted to come.” Stryker replied.
Jack popped up beside me and smirked back “oh, you know it. Matt, you down?”
I took a sip out of my mug, keeping my eyes trained on Theo. He’d done a whole analyse of me with those piercing blue orbs, which was when I noticed that the only thing I was wearing were a pair of sweatpants which sat dangerously low on my hips.
He was checking me out. Again. It made me feel oddly satisfied.
Theo hastily adverted his gaze when he noticed my attention.
“Nah.” I shook my head “I think I’ll pass.”
“Awe, Matt, don’t be like that.” Jack whined. I raised an eyebrow “nope.”
“He’s not much of a party animal.” Jack sighed, looking at Stryker and shaking his head in evident disapproval. I knew he disapproved, which was all the more reason to not go.
I scoffed. I wasn’t, anyway. I didn’t smoke, drinks mostly tasted like shit, and the warmth of my bed was a lot more welcoming than anything else.
“Damn right. Have fun though.” I went back to perch on the edge of my bed.
“When?” I heard Jack ask.
“In an hour, tops.”
“Great.”
Theo and Stryker were back knocking at our door precisely an hour later.
Jack, his head stuck into his pillow, groaned at me to make them shut up. I had to feel my way to the door with how dark the room was.
“Tell you what.” I hissed when I swung it open and faced the other two “Jack’s not going anywhere tonight. I, however, am.”
Theo frowned in confusion “what?”
“Migraine. He’s in a bit of a bad mood so it’s best not to stick around.”
“Shouldn’t someone stay with him though?” Stryker asked sceptically.
I barked out a laugh that didn’t carry any amusement “usually I do, but not when he’s pissed. He’ll have your head and you’ll get nowhere.”
It was true. It had started a little over half an hour ago and he’d been snarling at every little thing I did ever since.
I stepped away from the doorframe and into the corridor “anything you need before I go, Jack?” I called.
The dark figure on the bed replied with surprising vigour considering the state he was in “I’ll tell you what I need, Matt.” Jack snarled “I need my fucking medication for myfuckingheadache! If you can’t do that for me, get OUT!”
I ran a hand through my hair, tugging at the roots and trying to communicate with my eyes that he was being a pain in my ass.
Stryker leaned against the doorframe, an amused smile gracing his features “listen.” He glanced at me and Theo, speaking in a low voice “I’ll stay with him while you go drinking, okay?”
“No.” I shook my head, wanting to shake him for how tapped in the head he must be to volunteer for that “no, Stryker, trust me-“
“I can deal with it.”
