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Chapter 4: Ex’s and Oh’s

Oh god. He’s coming closer. Joey’s racing heart causing him to slightly gasp for breath, his eyes widening with the anticipation of what was to come.

Wednesday halted his descent when he clocked the look on Joey’s face. Had he read him wrong? He looked…scared? But only slightly, only in the eyes. In a split second, not wanting to invite an even more awkward situation, Wednesday quickly turned it around by grabbing Joey and flipping him over and raising his fist in the air in mock victory as if they had been play fighting. He hoped Joey didn’t suspect.

“Yaaaaargh! I win!” Wednesday yelled victoriously, pulling a goofy face.

Joey was admittedly slightly stunned from not only suddenly being flipped but at the fact he’d misread Wednesday yet again! Was he just looking for signs to interpret that way because he hoped that he did like him and wanted to convince himself it was true? Regardless, he went along with it.

“aaah you got me! I’ll get you back though just you wait asshole!” laughed Joey, much to Wednesday’s relief.

After polishing off the bottle of Jack the pair were sprawled on the bed side by side talking about whatever came to mind, Joey struggling to keep his eyes open.

“Hey Wednesday…why do you call yourself Wednesday? Do you just reeeally like Wednesdays or something? Personally I prefer Fridays but you don’t see me changing my name to it!”

“It’s after Wednesday Addams dumbass!” replied Wednesday smiling and giving Joey a pretend slap around the head.

“Oh well in that case, call me Fester!”

“More like Morticia!” Wednesday fired back pointing out Joey’s long black locks.

“Oh where as you are a little girl with pigtails?” teased Joey giving one of Wednesday’s dreads a gentle tug.

“Shut up Joey I could pleat my dreadlocks!” Wednesday laughed. “…but anyway, my real name’s Joseph, hardly as interesting as Wednesday!”

“hey, wanna know a secret? I’m not really called Joey.” He paused to see the confusion on Wednesday’s face, “…Hi, I’m Nathan, nice to meet you!” said Joey smiling and offering a handshake.

Wednesday furrowed his brow at him in confusion, “what?!”

“Yeah, I’m not so keen on being called Nathan and my middle name’s Jonas….soooo Joey it is!” he said yawning his way through his words.

Their sleepy conversation continued, Wednesday doing most of the talking as Joey could barely get a word out without yawning and he’d gone on to ramble about creating music after Joey mentioned he played guitar and drums and also throwing Wednesday a subtle compliment on his earlier singing.

“So, what do you think about starting a band? I think we’d make a good team.”

Wednesday whipped his head round when he didn’t get a reply to see Joey curled up and fast asleep next to him. His soft black hair fanned out on the pillow and lips slightly parted. Wednesday raised an eyebrow but couldn’t help smiling, he just looked so sweet and innocent lying there. He decided he’d turn in as well and shut the bedside lamp off and wriggled down so his head was level with Joey’s.

Wednesday began to drift off, soothed by the silence only broken by the soft breathing beside him. That was until Joey began to stir and pulled Wednesday out of his near sleep. Wednesday then immediately tensed as Joey had moved closer in his sleep and had wrapped both his arms round one of his and gently nuzzled into his neck. Wednesday stayed perfectly still, terrified the slightest movement would wake Joey and he’d move away from him. He thought his heart would just about explode from how adorable it was, even though the smaller man was totally unaware of what he had done. Slowly Wednesday tilted his head on the pillow to rest just close enough to Joey’s that his cheek was resting on him gently. Closing his eyes again, Wednesday drifted off, only this time in a state of bliss.

Morning arrived sooner than either would have liked. The glaring morning sun streaming through the window waking them abruptly. They let out a chorus of wakening groans and yawns as they stretched before the gruelling realisation of their hangovers dawned on them.

“uuuurgh man I feel like shit!” Joey groaned.

“preachin’ to the choir dude.”

“mind if I hang here for a while? Just until I don’t feel like my insides are trying to escape through my mouth?”

“sure, I highly doubt either of us are making it to school now anyway!” laughed Wednesday looking at his clock.

“Oh shit! I totally forgot! …You’re a bad influence on me Joseph!”

“Yeah right!”

“fuck it, there’s only a few days left before summer vacation and it’s my last year anyway.”

The day was spent shovelling as much junk food as they could into their mouths while discussing the possibility of starting a band and watching b-movies and laughing at the cheesy special effects. Every now and then Wednesday would glance Joey’s way and let his eyes linger for a while, just observing. Taking in his movements, the way he brushed his hair behind his ear and absent mindedly played with his wristbands.

Eventually, late afternoon came and Joey decided it was time he headed home to face the music. He didn’t want to leave, he enjoyed Wednesday’s company so much but the longer he left it, the worse it would be. He still didn’t know what he was gonna say when he got there but he hoped he could just wing it.

As Wednesday waved Joey off at the door he heard the phone ring in the living room and ran to answer it in case it was his parents checking up on him.

“Hey! Wanna hang out tonight?”

Great. It was Roxanne.

“Hey Rox, um, sorry I can’t, my parents are coming home tonight.”

“I thought they were out of town until tomorrow?”

“yeah, change of plan, look sorry I gotta go tidy the place up before they get back, bye!”

It wasn’t as if Wednesday didn’t like her, in fact he had been known to hook up with her at parties but he knew she had a major crush on him and he just didn’t want to deal with all of that today. There wasn’t enough space in his head to be thinking of her right now. He headed back upstairs and lay in his bed clutching his pillow breathing in the faint scent of Joey left on the sheets.

Meanwhile Joey approached his house, racking his brain for what to say to his mum about what had happened yesterday but before he could reach the door his mother came running down the path towards him.

“NATHAN WHERE THE HELL HAVE YOU BEEN?! EVERYONE’S BEEN WORRIED SICK!”

“I’m sorry! I was at a…a friend’s house. I didn’t wanna come home after yesterday…” Joey replied feebly, looking at the ground.

“YOU SELFISH ASSHOLE!” yelled Lexi who was storming down the path looking teary.

She stood in front of Joey, almost uncomfortably close and scowled. But then, the tension suddenly drained from her body and she flung her arms around Joey’s neck, burying her face in him.

“You stupid, stupid idiot. I thought something had happened to you!”

“I’m surprised you’re even here…” he whispered as he hugged her back.

“Yeah well we can talk later, I’m just glad you’re okay Jo.”

Everyone went back inside the house and sat down while Joey talked himself out of trouble. He was clearly gifted with the power of bullshitting when he needed it.

A while later, Joey and Lexi were sat out on the porch in the cool evening air after she had suggested they talk about their relationship and what happened the previous day. Joey spun her a line about him being overly curious and wanting to experiment but being sure to put emphasis on it not doing it for him and instead thinking of her. Thankfully that seemed to pacify her. He couldn’t see any point in telling her the truth. It would only cause more problems. They continued to talk into the evening and the time came when the question arose.

“It was a stupid little fight Jo. I wanna move past it and get back together. Don’t you?”

Did he? On the one hand he didn’t because in doing that it would mean cutting off any chance with Wednesday. Then again, Joey knew Wednesday wasn’t even interested in him like that. So why ruin something that could work for him? He still had feelings for Lexi, no doubt about it, he couldn’t just switch those feelings off much like he couldn’t switch his feelings for Wednesday off. So with a deep exhale he made his decision.

“Of course I do, beautiful. Come here.” He smiled as he pulled his girlfriend in close to him.

The summer months passed and Joey and Wednesday had grown closer and closer. They were the best of friends and everyone knew it. Joey had introduced him to his friends and everyone got on so well with him. All except Lexi that is. She was jealous of their friendship. She didn’t like that Joey would go off and hang out with Wednesday instead of her. She didn’t like the way they laughed together and looked at each other. It only made her cling to Joey more. To show people that Joey was hers. They argued on and off about it all the time but realising she didn’t want Wednesday to win, Lexi would always back down and win Joey back round. It was becoming a toxic mind fuck for Joey. Forcing him to question if he had done the right thing by getting back together with her and if it was even worth it now. But deep down, he didn’t want to be alone and so allowed the cycle to continue.

Wednesday’s 18th birthday was coming up and he was holding a party at his house to celebrate. Well he said party but really it was just an excuse to get fucked up.

The day of the party came and Joey and the rest of the guys walked up the path of Wednesday’s house. Lexi was away visiting her grandparents and so wouldn’t be showing up. This was a relief to both Joey and Wednesday. Joey didn’t want any hassle from her and well, Wednesday just didn’t want her hanging all over Joey. Music was blaring, drinks were flowing and the most insane crowd of misfits in town were running around the house causing all kinds of mayhem. Not even Wednesday knew all the people here.

Wednesday floated around in his drunken haze talking to everyone and anyone, more often than not being offered a drink as he passed through which he graciously accepted. He stopped at the end of the hallway, teetering on his feet for a second trying to blink away the spinning room. Joey spotted him and grabbed his arm, steering him into the smoke filled kitchen, the smell of cannabis thick in the air.

“here, get this down you before you drink anymore!” said Joey handing him a lukewarm burger from the platter Wednesday made before the party.

“Thanks Jo, hey, can we go talk somewhere?”

“Yeah sure, give me a minute I’ll meet you in your room.”

Joey tapped Eric on the shoulder and ushered him aside.

“Hey man look, Wednesday wants to talk to me alone upstairs so can you make sure no-one comes barging in?” said Joey, slightly slurring as he gulped down the last of his drink.

“Yeah sure, no problem buddy” Eric agreed, nodding a little over enthusiastically.

Joey climbed the stairs to Wednesday’s darkened room, stumbling on the top step.

“AH SHIT!”

Joey heard a loud giggle coming from the room, Wednesday obviously hearing Joey’s sudden exclamation.

“Hey shut up asshole!” He laughed, gathering himself and opening the door.

Wednesday sat cross-legged on the bed patting the space next to him signalling for Joey to sit down.

“So what did you wanna talk to me about?”

“…nothing. I just wanted some alone time away from everyone…I hope you know you’re my best friend Jo. I know we haven’t known each other that long but you mean a lot to me man…” he trailed off, looking to Joey for reciprocation.

“you too man, you too.” Joey reassured him leaning his head on Wednesday’s and putting his arm round his shoulders.

Wednesday lifted his head and in a moment of blind courage, kissed Joey on the cheek causing the smaller man to reel back.

“Did you just?...w-what was that for?”

“I’m sorry Jo I just…” Wednesday paused, and exhaled, “I lied before when I said I just wanted to be friends. I wanted you from the moment I saw you. We were meant to meet. I just know it!” he gushed turning to face his best friend, hardly believing he was telling him this.

Was it the alcohol or was it butterflies? Joey couldn’t tell but whatever it was he felt like the room was spinning and the only thing in focus was Wednesday. He knew what he wanted to do. Joey stroked Wednesday’s face, pushing his hair back behind his ear. He looked into his warm chestnut eyes and leaned in to kiss him. Electricity dancing on their lips in anticipation.

The moment their lips collided, fireworks exploded inside them. At first it was gentle and sweet, their lips pressing together in a tender embrace. Arms sliding around the other’s waist, pulling them closer. In that moment the rest of the world disappeared. Nothing and no-one mattered.

As their first kiss drew to a close their lips parted and both stopped to take everything in, never taking their eyes off each other. Wednesday couldn’t stand it, those beautiful blue eyes drove him crazy, he had to kiss him again. And he did. He pressed his body against Joey’s small frame, leaning him down onto the bed. He took Joey’s hands off his waist, laced their fingers together and pinned Joey’s hands to the bed kissing him hard. This drove Joey wild made evident as he let out a muffled moan against Wednesday’s mouth. He took this opportunity to bite and pull gently on Joey’s lip, his lip ring clinking with his own. Their kiss deepened, tongues fighting each other for dominance in fierce passion. Joey could feel himself hardening under the pressure of Wednesday’s body on top of him and in response Wednesday began to grind up against him eliciting a mix of heavy breathing and low moans from both parties.

Completely lost in the moment they were blissfully unaware of the footsteps coming up the stairs. The door flew open. Their eyes shot open and Wednesday leaped back off of Joey as the sound of glass shattering rung in his ears.

There stood Eric opened mouthed in a pool of alcohol and glass shards in the doorway, hand still partially clenched as if he were still holding his drink.

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Chapter 4: Ex’s and Oh’s

Oh god. He’s coming closer. Joey’s racing heart causing him to slightly gasp for breath, his eyes widening with the anticipation of what was to come.

Wednesday halted his descent when he clocked the look on Joey’s face. Had he read him wrong? He looked…scared? But only slightly, only in the eyes. In a split second, not wanting to invite an even more awkward situation, Wednesday quickly turned it around by grabbing Joey and flipping him over and raising his fist in the air in mock victory as if they had been play fighting. He hoped Joey didn’t suspect.

“Yaaaaargh! I win!” Wednesday yelled victoriously, pulling a goofy face.

Joey was admittedly slightly stunned from not only suddenly being flipped but at the fact he’d misread Wednesday yet again! Was he just looking for signs to interpret that way because he hoped that he did like him and wanted to convince himself it was true? Regardless, he went along with it.

“aaah you got me! I’ll get you back though just you wait asshole!” laughed Joey, much to Wednesday’s relief.

After polishing off the bottle of Jack the pair were sprawled on the bed side by side talking about whatever came to mind, Joey struggling to keep his eyes open.

“Hey Wednesday…why do you call yourself Wednesday? Do you just reeeally like Wednesdays or something? Personally I prefer Fridays but you don’t see me changing my name to it!”

“It’s after Wednesday Addams dumbass!” replied Wednesday smiling and giving Joey a pretend slap around the head.

“Oh well in that case, call me Fester!”

“More like Morticia!” Wednesday fired back pointing out Joey’s long black locks.

“Oh where as you are a little girl with pigtails?” teased Joey giving one of Wednesday’s dreads a gentle tug.

“Shut up Joey I could pleat my dreadlocks!” Wednesday laughed. “…but anyway, my real name’s Joseph, hardly as interesting as Wednesday!”

“hey, wanna know a secret? I’m not really called Joey.” He paused to see the confusion on Wednesday’s face, “…Hi, I’m Nathan, nice to meet you!” said Joey smiling and offering a handshake.

Wednesday furrowed his brow at him in confusion, “what?!”

“Yeah, I’m not so keen on being called Nathan and my middle name’s Jonas….soooo Joey it is!” he said yawning his way through his words.

Their sleepy conversation continued, Wednesday doing most of the talking as Joey could barely get a word out without yawning and he’d gone on to ramble about creating music after Joey mentioned he played guitar and drums and also throwing Wednesday a subtle compliment on his earlier singing.

“So, what do you think about starting a band? I think we’d make a good team.”

Wednesday whipped his head round when he didn’t get a reply to see Joey curled up and fast asleep next to him. His soft black hair fanned out on the pillow and lips slightly parted. Wednesday raised an eyebrow but couldn’t help smiling, he just looked so sweet and innocent lying there. He decided he’d turn in as well and shut the bedside lamp off and wriggled down so his head was level with Joey’s.

Wednesday began to drift off, soothed by the silence only broken by the soft breathing beside him. That was until Joey began to stir and pulled Wednesday out of his near sleep. Wednesday then immediately tensed as Joey had moved closer in his sleep and had wrapped both his arms round one of his and gently nuzzled into his neck. Wednesday stayed perfectly still, terrified the slightest movement would wake Joey and he’d move away from him. He thought his heart would just about explode from how adorable it was, even though the smaller man was totally unaware of what he had done. Slowly Wednesday tilted his head on the pillow to rest just close enough to Joey’s that his cheek was resting on him gently. Closing his eyes again, Wednesday drifted off, only this time in a state of bliss.

Morning arrived sooner than either would have liked. The glaring morning sun streaming through the window waking them abruptly. They let out a chorus of wakening groans and yawns as they stretched before the gruelling realisation of their hangovers dawned on them.

“uuuurgh man I feel like shit!” Joey groaned.

“preachin’ to the choir dude.”

“mind if I hang here for a while? Just until I don’t feel like my insides are trying to escape through my mouth?”

“sure, I highly doubt either of us are making it to school now anyway!” laughed Wednesday looking at his clock.

“Oh shit! I totally forgot! …You’re a bad influence on me Joseph!”

“Yeah right!”

“fuck it, there’s only a few days left before summer vacation and it’s my last year anyway.”

The day was spent shovelling as much junk food as they could into their mouths while discussing the possibility of starting a band and watching b-movies and laughing at the cheesy special effects. Every now and then Wednesday would glance Joey’s way and let his eyes linger for a while, just observing. Taking in his movements, the way he brushed his hair behind his ear and absent mindedly played with his wristbands.

Eventually, late afternoon came and Joey decided it was time he headed home to face the music. He didn’t want to leave, he enjoyed Wednesday’s company so much but the longer he left it, the worse it would be. He still didn’t know what he was gonna say when he got there but he hoped he could just wing it.

As Wednesday waved Joey off at the door he heard the phone ring in the living room and ran to answer it in case it was his parents checking up on him.

“Hey! Wanna hang out tonight?”

Great. It was Roxanne.

“Hey Rox, um, sorry I can’t, my parents are coming home tonight.”

“I thought they were out of town until tomorrow?”

“yeah, change of plan, look sorry I gotta go tidy the place up before they get back, bye!”

It wasn’t as if Wednesday didn’t like her, in fact he had been known to hook up with her at parties but he knew she had a major crush on him and he just didn’t want to deal with all of that today. There wasn’t enough space in his head to be thinking of her right now. He headed back upstairs and lay in his bed clutching his pillow breathing in the faint scent of Joey left on the sheets.

Meanwhile Joey approached his house, racking his brain for what to say to his mum about what had happened yesterday but before he could reach the door his mother came running down the path towards him.

“NATHAN WHERE THE HELL HAVE YOU BEEN?! EVERYONE’S BEEN WORRIED SICK!”

“I’m sorry! I was at a…a friend’s house. I didn’t wanna come home after yesterday…” Joey replied feebly, looking at the ground.

“YOU SELFISH ASSHOLE!” yelled Lexi who was storming down the path looking teary.

She stood in front of Joey, almost uncomfortably close and scowled. But then, the tension suddenly drained from her body and she flung her arms around Joey’s neck, burying her face in him.

“You stupid, stupid idiot. I thought something had happened to you!”

“I’m surprised you’re even here…” he whispered as he hugged her back.

“Yeah well we can talk later, I’m just glad you’re okay Jo.”

Everyone went back inside the house and sat down while Joey talked himself out of trouble. He was clearly gifted with the power of bullshitting when he needed it.

A while later, Joey and Lexi were sat out on the porch in the cool evening air after she had suggested they talk about their relationship and what happened the previous day. Joey spun her a line about him being overly curious and wanting to experiment but being sure to put emphasis on it not doing it for him and instead thinking of her. Thankfully that seemed to pacify her. He couldn’t see any point in telling her the truth. It would only cause more problems. They continued to talk into the evening and the time came when the question arose.

“It was a stupid little fight Jo. I wanna move past it and get back together. Don’t you?”

Did he? On the one hand he didn’t because in doing that it would mean cutting off any chance with Wednesday. Then again, Joey knew Wednesday wasn’t even interested in him like that. So why ruin something that could work for him? He still had feelings for Lexi, no doubt about it, he couldn’t just switch those feelings off much like he couldn’t switch his feelings for Wednesday off. So with a deep exhale he made his decision.

“Of course I do, beautiful. Come here.” He smiled as he pulled his girlfriend in close to him.

The summer months passed and Joey and Wednesday had grown closer and closer. They were the best of friends and everyone knew it. Joey had introduced him to his friends and everyone got on so well with him. All except Lexi that is. She was jealous of their friendship. She didn’t like that Joey would go off and hang out with Wednesday instead of her. She didn’t like the way they laughed together and looked at each other. It only made her cling to Joey more. To show people that Joey was hers. They argued on and off about it all the time but realising she didn’t want Wednesday to win, Lexi would always back down and win Joey back round. It was becoming a toxic mind fuck for Joey. Forcing him to question if he had done the right thing by getting back together with her and if it was even worth it now. But deep down, he didn’t want to be alone and so allowed the cycle to continue.

Wednesday’s 18th birthday was coming up and he was holding a party at his house to celebrate. Well he said party but really it was just an excuse to get fucked up.

The day of the party came and Joey and the rest of the guys walked up the path of Wednesday’s house. Lexi was away visiting her grandparents and so wouldn’t be showing up. This was a relief to both Joey and Wednesday. Joey didn’t want any hassle from her and well, Wednesday just didn’t want her hanging all over Joey. Music was blaring, drinks were flowing and the most insane crowd of misfits in town were running around the house causing all kinds of mayhem. Not even Wednesday knew all the people here.

Wednesday floated around in his drunken haze talking to everyone and anyone, more often than not being offered a drink as he passed through which he graciously accepted. He stopped at the end of the hallway, teetering on his feet for a second trying to blink away the spinning room. Joey spotted him and grabbed his arm, steering him into the smoke filled kitchen, the smell of cannabis thick in the air.

“here, get this down you before you drink anymore!” said Joey handing him a lukewarm burger from the platter Wednesday made before the party.

“Thanks Jo, hey, can we go talk somewhere?”

“Yeah sure, give me a minute I’ll meet you in your room.”

Joey tapped Eric on the shoulder and ushered him aside.

“Hey man look, Wednesday wants to talk to me alone upstairs so can you make sure no-one comes barging in?” said Joey, slightly slurring as he gulped down the last of his drink.

“Yeah sure, no problem buddy” Eric agreed, nodding a little over enthusiastically.

Joey climbed the stairs to Wednesday’s darkened room, stumbling on the top step.

“AH SHIT!”

Joey heard a loud giggle coming from the room, Wednesday obviously hearing Joey’s sudden exclamation.

“Hey shut up asshole!” He laughed, gathering himself and opening the door.

Wednesday sat cross-legged on the bed patting the space next to him signalling for Joey to sit down.

“So what did you wanna talk to me about?”

“…nothing. I just wanted some alone time away from everyone…I hope you know you’re my best friend Jo. I know we haven’t known each other that long but you mean a lot to me man…” he trailed off, looking to Joey for reciprocation.

“you too man, you too.” Joey reassured him leaning his head on Wednesday’s and putting his arm round his shoulders.

Wednesday lifted his head and in a moment of blind courage, kissed Joey on the cheek causing the smaller man to reel back.

“Did you just?...w-what was that for?”

“I’m sorry Jo I just…” Wednesday paused, and exhaled, “I lied before when I said I just wanted to be friends. I wanted you from the moment I saw you. We were meant to meet. I just know it!” he gushed turning to face his best friend, hardly believing he was telling him this.

Was it the alcohol or was it butterflies? Joey couldn’t tell but whatever it was he felt like the room was spinning and the only thing in focus was Wednesday. He knew what he wanted to do. Joey stroked Wednesday’s face, pushing his hair back behind his ear. He looked into his warm chestnut eyes and leaned in to kiss him. Electricity dancing on their lips in anticipation.

The moment their lips collided, fireworks exploded inside them. At first it was gentle and sweet, their lips pressing together in a tender embrace. Arms sliding around the other’s waist, pulling them closer. In that moment the rest of the world disappeared. Nothing and no-one mattered.

As their first kiss drew to a close their lips parted and both stopped to take everything in, never taking their eyes off each other. Wednesday couldn’t stand it, those beautiful blue eyes drove him crazy, he had to kiss him again. And he did. He pressed his body against Joey’s small frame, leaning him down onto the bed. He took Joey’s hands off his waist, laced their fingers together and pinned Joey’s hands to the bed kissing him hard. This drove Joey wild made evident as he let out a muffled moan against Wednesday’s mouth. He took this opportunity to bite and pull gently on Joey’s lip, his lip ring clinking with his own. Their kiss deepened, tongues fighting each other for dominance in fierce passion. Joey could feel himself hardening under the pressure of Wednesday’s body on top of him and in response Wednesday began to grind up against him eliciting a mix of heavy breathing and low moans from both parties.

Completely lost in the moment they were blissfully unaware of the footsteps coming up the stairs. The door flew open. Their eyes shot open and Wednesday leaped back off of Joey as the sound of glass shattering rung in his ears.

There stood Eric opened mouthed in a pool of alcohol and glass shards in the doorway, hand still partially clenched as if he were still holding his drink.