Leon gulped, there was no getting out of this that he could see and he wasn't sure he wanted Jaxon to come in to find him being held hostage to be used as a full body pillow.
"Let me go, D." He said placatingly. "I promise I'll warn you next time before I try to take out your jaw." He muttered unapologetically.
Darian had his legs imprisoned between his own far stronger ones, his hands had forced both of Leon's behind him, trapping them there while keeping him immobile and in the perfect position for use as a body pillow.
Darian ignored him, knowing that all Leon was looking for was a weak point and this time around the mf might actually break his jaw.
Jaxon walked right into this, unfazed at their compromising positions. "When you two are done getting it on, come eat." He said dryly, expecting them to spring apart like they usually would.
Instead he was pleasantly surprised when they remained in their current positions, Darian's arms straining so hard, veins popped out.
Jaxon tutted disappointedly, he should have snagged a handful of chicken nuggets to occupy himself while he got a front seat to the interesting scene in front of him.
In an even more surprising turn of events, Leon gave up first.
Darian chuckled, the sound low and strained. "You must really want to break my jaw, bold of you to assume I'd fall for that."
"Fair enough." Leon admitted. "But I'm hungry and we can't just stay like this.
"Who says we can't?" Darian quirked a brow.
Leon bit the inside of his cheek to hold back a reaction. "Fine, I'll do whatever you say, just get off me." He grudgingly muttered, sure that the tips of his ears were red.
He didn't ever imagine that he would get flustered from a half naked Darian pinning him down, considering that they sparred in different states of undress often.
Darian narrowed his eyes at this, taking Leon's words with a grain of salt was a mistake that caused great amounts of pain. "You promise not to try and take out my jaw?" He asked gravely.
Leon rolled his eyes. "Yeah, sure, whatever."
It was highly suspicious but Darian did want them to eat so he eased up carefully, watching Leon closely.
Just as he thought, trusting Leon was suicide, as soon as he eased up, he found himself on his back, Leon grinning down at him.
Darian just splayed out his hands, relieved that at least Leon had kept to his words.
He wasn't letting him win so easily though, just as Leon turned around to get off the bed, thinking that it was all over, he ambushed him.
His attack went unnoticed because Leon had his back to him.
A yelp escaped Leon as he plopped face first into the bed, Darian practically resting all of his weight on him.
He pinned Leon's arms behind his back, making him arch slightly to ease the strain.
"This is fun to watch, really..." Jaxon interjected. "But we really need to go eat before the food goes cold." He reminded them, getting up to lead the way out.
That was the signal for them to separate, bounding after Jaxon and choosing to turn a blind eye to the tension rolling around them while they mock-wrestled.
If they didn't admit it, it didn't happen.
They turned on the TV and had a brief scuffle over what to watch, mostly Jaxon and Leon.
Darian just sat back and dug into the food.
They kept watching shows even after the food was all eaten and the table was cleared up, the three of them crowding on the biggest couch even though there was more than enough for everyone.
Darian had dozed off after a while, curling into Leon because Jaxon was resting on his shoulders.
Leon didn't mind, absently watching the random action movie they had put on.
He was so relaxed, just basking in the atmosphere that they had created, a place he could actually belong.
Jaxon dozed off too, a while after that, not that he could blame them, they had eaten heartily. It was only natural that their bodies would log off after that.
He was sleepy though but couldn't sleep, terrified that if he did, he would wake up to find this moment long gone.
He might have gotten a break but his demons didn't, always working around the clock.
They spent the rest of the day in the apartment for no reason, Leon had not wanted to go for dinner for obvious reasons but he kept quiet about it.
Thankfully, Darian and Jaxon felt the same way so instead of going out to the dining room they had piled in the kitchen instead.
Leon had sat at the dining table, he had noticed a recent habit of his which was watching Darian and Jaxon, almost like he could sense that he might lose them soon.
Jaxon was intently trying to convince Darian to let him cook and Darian was having none of it, shooing him away so that he didn't hurt himself.
Leon wanted to take a video of it but he doubted that they would let that slide.
Jaxon didn't help with dinner any more than he hung off Darian's arm, crowding him and chattering about everything.
Darian's patience was really impressive.
"You guys up for a movie marathon?" Jaxon announced when they were done with dinner.
He had put himself in charge of doing the dishes and Leon dared not complain because if he did, Darian would just assign it to him instead.
They all agreed, knowing that they would end up crashing on the couch instead but wasn't that the fun part?
Leon was surprised though because it was way past midnight and neither of them had slept yet, his skin crawled from the tension that no doubt only him felt.
He was the only one with something to hide afterall, it would add up why he would feel anxious because this was the perfect moment for them to corner him.
Plus with the way he felt, sandwiched between the two of them, he might just start spilling everything.
Or maybe it was all in his head and all that he was doing was merely warring with himself over opening up to them.
Movie nights were fucking dangerous with these two, was the lesson he learnt, forcing himself to fall asleep so that he didn't do something that he regretted gravely.