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It's Complicated: But sexy!

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[PART NINE] & Some News
Okay, I'm a little new at this so sorry if I mess this up first go. Because it's been 5 months since the last round even though we haven't been busy. I figured I might as well earn my keep and try to get this place alive again...




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Hi, right now everyone is working on some changes so hold on new things are coming. In an effort to kick this place back into action, we're doing round 9. In a few days, we'll be setting up a fills post that hopefully will work directly for archiving and an overflow post. Also we'll be doing a friending meme at tsn_km_gather so be looking out for that. I know some of the other mods have plans of their own which will be coming soon.

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Andrew/Jesse or Eduardo/Mark - jealousy and dirty dancing

For whatever reason the boys end up at a club with all their friends - maybe Justin/Sean takes them? - and somehow, some way, Jesse/Mark gets drunk and ends up grinding hot and heavy on the dance floor with some random guy(s). Understandably, Andrew/Jesse gets jealous, and maybe cock-blocky?

Resolution up to you, though I would prefer a non-established relationship. I'll take what I can get though. ;)

Re: Andrew/Jesse or Eduardo/Mark - jealousy and dirty dancing

Edit for: ...Understandably, Andrew/Eduardo gets jealous...

Re: Andrew/Jesse or Eduardo/Mark - jealousy and dirty dancing

Fill, 1

As much as Andrew tries to exude confidence, partially to convince himself that he is and partially to counter Jesse’s lack of, he isn’t all that confident of a guy. He is more so than Jesse, though that isn’t saying much, but the persona he puts on is more of a mask than people realize. Justin, for example, is a very confident man that is comfortable in his own skin and when he puts a hand on Andrew’s shoulder, tells him that they’re going out, Andrew does his best to mimic that confidence.

On the other hand, Jesse is not only unconfident but he also has a variety of other issues that range from depression to social anxiety to shyness to always managing to set off the fire alarm when he bakes cookies. Standing at the bar in the middle of a Hollywood club, on one side of Justin while Andrew stands on the other, he feels out of place, knows he is, and drinks whatever Justin puts in front of him to forget about how sick he feels. Not that kind of sick; the twist-in-the-stomach sick a student feels before they give a speech in front of their class.

Justin laughs when Jesse puts down his third empty shot glass of the night, Andrew raising an eyebrow but impressed. “This one’s a tank! How did you never tell us?!”

Jesse blushes, shakes his head, and suddenly feels a bit warmer, a bit more relaxed.

Andrew drinks his glass of beer slowly, shoving Justin away whenever he tries to put a shot glass to his lips (“Beer’s for lonely folk that need to wake up in the morning! We don’t!”), and watches Jesse take another shot courtesy of Justin.

“You should slow down,” he yells, leaning passed Justin across the bar to Jesse. “It’s gonna catch up to you, give it time. You don’t need anymore yet.”

It’s Justin’s turn to shove, shaking his head and rubbing Jesse’s back as he swallows the whiskey. It’s beyond Jesse’s comprehension how he became a whiskey handler.

A half hour and one more shot later, Jesse’s shifts from one foot to the other restlessly, yelling to Justin some story about the first time he drank with an acting group he was part of and how great it was. Justin yells back that he barfed on Lance’s lap the first time he drank tequila. Andrew has to snort at that.

A man comes up in the midst of their laughter, placing a hand on Jesse’s lower back and yelling in his ear, “Want to dance?”

Jesse turns clumsily to look at him, eyes widening at how attractive he is. He has short blond hair, a slight tan, muscles that show but aren’t bulky, and a nice dark button-down. He thinks maybe the guy isn’t talking to him, is only touching him to move him aside so he can talk to Justin, but when he looks at his face and sees his eyes focused on him, the thought disappears.

Justin nudges Andrew, nods at Jesse and the man with a smirk and wiggling eyebrows. Andrew narrows his eyes. He trusts no one with Jesse, not even Justin.

Jesse gives a nod and the man takes his hand, pulling him off the bar and into the hot mass of moving bodies. He doesn’t look back, too entranced and flattered by this man to take his eyes off of him. How does a sexy man like that ask someone like Jesse to dance? How did he decide that he didn’t want to dance with anyone else but Jesse?

Jesse stumbles a little and presses himself against the man’s chest, who chuckles and holds Jesse tight by the waist. “You alright there?”

Jesse nods again, licks his lips, and says, “I’m Jesse.”

“I’m Leonardo.”

The man’s name is even sexy. Jesse doesn’t question this fate and instead lets his body go to freely move with Leonardo’s.

Both watching Jesse as he was pulled onto the dance floor to keep an eye on him and turning away when they started dancing closely, Andrew demands Justin get him the shots he was bugged about all night. Justin doesn’t see the jealously, only the potential to party, and waves the bartender down for a round.

They have a good talk for a while, only getting interrupted every so often when someone recognizes them or when the bartender asks if they need anything else, which they always reply that they do and order more.

Fill, 2/3

Andrew scans the crowd quickly, sight more hazy now, in search of Jesse and finds him in relatively the same area. He’s full-on grinding against the guy, arms around his neck, and they’re kissing deeply. He sees that the guy has one hand on Jesse’s hip and when he finds the other, he realizes it’s in Jesse’s pants.


Andrew blinks fast, smacks Justin’s arm. “Is that guy fucking getting Jesse off?”

“What?” Justin slurs as he whips around to see what Andrew’s talking about, laughing hard when he does. “He totally is, man! Our Jesse’s hooking up!”

Andrew shakes his head fast and rubs his forehead. He thinks he’s imagining it despite Justin confirming it and can’t believe that Jesse would do such a thing. His innocent, shy Jesse was drunk and getting a hand job in the middle of a Hollywood club. What was happening to the world?

Jesse can’t actually be okay with this. He’s drunk and won’t remember this in the morning, but when he finds out, he’ll have a panic attack.

Andrew has to do something.

Andrew stomps, yes, stomps, away from the bar, ignoring the dizzy feeling spreading through his body and Justin yelling at him to leave Jesse alone. He did leave Jesse alone and look what happened.

Even over the blasting music and bass, Andrew hears Jesse moan into the nasty, sweaty guy’s mouth when he gets over to them. Jesse’s impossibly trying to press closer and the guy seems to try to get him there, too, all while keeping his hand moving fast and steady. To Andrew, it was disgusting.

“Okay,” he snapped, grabbing Jesse by the shoulder and pulling him back. “Enough.”

Jesse stumbles, uncoordinated and taken by surprise, and the man’s hand slips from his pants, which are undone, Andrew didn’t realize; he was too busy avoiding the area down there so he wouldn’t have to witness it anymore than he had. Andrew balances Jesse by wrapping an arm around his shoulders as he, Jesse, blinks at him slowly and dazed.

Leonardo’s drunk but not as intoxicated as Jesse and he glares at Andrew, grabbing Jesse’s wrist and saying, “Excuse me, we were busy.”

“Yeah, not anymore. We’re leaving.”

Leonardo, who Andrew would admit was sexy if these were any other circumstances, raises an eyebrow and challenges, “I don’t think Jesse wants to leave.”

“I don’t care what Jesse wants-”

“Jesse.” He laces their fingers together and Jesse blinks at him, too, slow and dazed. “You want to stay? I can take you home.”

“That is absolutely not-”

Jesse interrupts, slurring, “Where are we?”

Andrew holds Jesse tighter and turns him around so they can walk off the dance floor, Leonardo surrendering, back to Justin, who spots Jesse’s open pants immediately and cracks up, spilling his martini to the floor. Andrew presses Jesse’s back to the bar and zippers up and buttons his pants, Jesse hiccupping and looking around dumbly.

“I’m going to take him home.”

“Dude!” Justin slaps Jesse on the back, hard, and Jesse coughs in pain. “You totally almost fucked that guy!”

Jesse’s eyes widen and he gasps in horror, “What?!”

“Justin, shut up. You can either come with us or stay here.”

“Oh, I’m staying, man.” Justin goes to drink from his glass only to find it empty, confused as to why and staring down at it in disbelief. “If Jesse doesn’t want that, I do.”

“Want what?!”

Knowing Justin was more than fine on his own, Andrew directs Jesse, holding him tight around the waist and against his side as he trips and goes weak in the knees often, outside and to the front of the club where a line of taxis wait on the side of the road. He gets in one of the taxis, the driver smoking a cigarette out the window, and tells the him the address of his condo building.

Jesse covers his mouth, mumbles through his fingers, “I…sick,” and Andrew asks the driver if he has a plastic bag and can he bum a cigarette.

Fill, 3/3

Jesse manages to not puke the whole way, lying down on Andrew’s lap about two minutes in because the drive was making him nauseous. Andrew rubbed the top of his head the whole time with the window cracked to flick ashes out.

Andrew helps Jesse out of the cab after paying, into the building and elevator, down the hall, and into his condo. He takes Jesse to his bedroom and lies him down on the bed, Jesse falling down easily enough. He looks at Jesse for a moment, taking in this completely different side that he’s never seen before and never thought he’d see. He wasn’t disappointed or thought anything negative; he just never thought he’d see the day Jesse Eisenberg was drunk and hooking up in public.


Andrew unties Jesse’s shoes and pulls them off. “Yeah?”

“What happened?”

He shakes his head, drops the shoes to the floor, sighs quietly, and rubs Jesse’s back. “Nothing. You seemed like you were getting tired.”

“Mmm.” Jesse smacks his lips together, eyes closed, and rubs his face against Andrew’s pillow. “Head hurts.”

If Andrew’s disappointed about one thing, it’s that he didn’t ask Jesse to dance first. He knows Jesse doesn’t dance under usual circumstances but tonight wasn’t typical; the rules and norm weren’t applied and he’s mad at himself for not getting there first. He didn’t have the confidence then and he might never have it.

He can tell himself he pulled Jesse away for his benefit, which was only less than half the real reason; the rest of the reason had to do with him not able to handle Jesse with someone else.

He grabs the mini wastebasket that was under his desk and puts it next to Jesse’s head. “Get some sleep.”

Jesse didn’t have to be told, already breathing heavy and looking peaceful.

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Omggggggg. Jesse you are so dumb. Actually, Andrew you are dumb too. This fic is great, but seriously guys, get it together.

Re: Fill, 3/3

I know. how many self-esteem issues can there be between two men?

Re: Fill, 3/3

awwww this was cute.
andrew why you no ask jesse to dance!!

Re: Fill, 3/3

jesse would've said yes :( thanks for reading and commenting!