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I had not expected for Dwight to manage to hoist me up and drag me away so quickly. I always thought the man to be much weaker, considering his normal build. I guess the constant running, vaulting and struggling in the grasp of even the strongest of the killers can increase one's strength. I was also thankful for him not leaving me there on the ground. As soon as the Trapper would get to me, that would probably be a free grab considering my state.

"Pretty much all over, but I will just walk it off. No need for the med kit, we should keep it for when it will be crucial." I kept my voice down, looking towards the basement stairs from time to time. "I can hold onto it, considering how you already have a torch in hand. We only have just a couple more generators to complete and we can get out of here. My one was half way done before the fall."

I massaged my shoulder, easing the tension in the muscles. I knew that as soon as I reached the fire, I would feel much better. The Entity would not leave a single bruise on my body and currently I felt one growing all over my back. 

"Do you think the Entity does not realise that falling causes broken bones or was that just stupid luck?"

Jake took the chance, sliding his mouth down and leaving gentle kisses down Dwight’s neck. His heart started to pound, sensitive to the soft voice of the other man. He slowly dragged his tongue against the bottom of Dwight’s neck, gently urging his head to the otherside where he nipped a bit, sucking light enough to not leave a mark. His hands moved away from their spots and slowly moved up, going around Dwight’s chest. He didnt know how far dwight was willing to go, but the worry he felt nearly slipped away with how comfortable and easy it was to do this with the other.

Face heating up again, Jake took Dwight’s hand with no complaints, moving it to accommodate to the new position Dwight was in. He gripped the hand harder when the suddenly braver than him man kissed his cheek his breath hitching for a second before turning to look at him. “I would love that, I never want to leave your side.” He whispered, pushing himself forward to kiss Dwight’s lips without really thinking it over. He knew this is what he wanted, it felt so good to finally say something to him and for the feeling to be mutual. He couldn’t help but move a bit closer to the other, his free hand moving to rest on Dwight’s leg as he moved.

The question actually made him snort, laughing a bit. “I mean, we could always face eachother, that’s another option.” He laughed out, going to sit next to Dwight. This whole ordeal was strange to him, he’s always been an outcast of some sort, as much as everyone liked him, he made it clear he wasnt one for partying at the fire or hanging out for too long with everyone. But with Dwight, he honestly didnt want to leave his side. It was a newer concept to him that Dwight may feel the same way about him.

“I’ve been thinking alot.” He started, his smile suddenly leaving him. “We never really discussed anything, we just sorta, did this on a whim.” He looked to Dwight. “Are you sure about this? I dont want to force you to do anything, specially because it is me.” He wrung his fingers. “I honestly really like you, more than just a best friend, but if you dont want that, then it’s alright. I just want to know before something goes wrong and I mess up.”

Dwight just gave a playful roll of his eyes before crossing his legs and turning to face Jake. God, he was handsome. The nervous male bit his lower lip before mustering up enough nerve to speak again. “I mean, that’s true.” He laughed softly before reaching out to take one of Jake’s hands into his own. It made him feel protected. He knew that neither one of them stood a real chance toe to toe with one of the killers. But damn, if Jake didn’t seem strong. 

Jake loosened up a bit after hearing that, looking back at Dwight and seeing the newfound cot. “Holy shit you actually found one, heh, I guess you’re just very observant.” He tried to play his insecurities off, shifting on his feet. “I should, uhm, probably put these eggs away.” He pulled the eggs out of his pockets. “You know, before the crows notice I took them.” He shuffled his ass to the small pantry away from them, trying to regain control of his feelings.

It did wonders, that is, until he thought about sleeping next to Dwight in the same bed. The worry of Dwight finding out about what ruined his family relationship bit sharply at the front of his mind. He soon gave up and went back to Dwight, trying to act as calm as possible. “So uh, does it matter which side we sleep on?” He was so bad at this, his voice had cracked and he seemed angry at that. He hates it when it cracks, it’s one of the reasons he doesnt talk as much as the others.

Jake had cleaned his area up a bit, he usually was alone for reasons, but having Dwight there seemed to make him feel a bit safer than being alone right now. He watched as the other brought his stuff to him, smiling a bit as Dwight stuttered. He noticed the light blush and let out a small laugh. “To be completely honest, I was thinking your cot could go right up against mine” his own blush resurfaced as he thought about the sentence that just came out of his mouth. “That’s if, you want to sleep next to me, you dont have to.” He said quickly, pulling his hat off quickly and turning around.

He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself. It’s no big deal, right? So why is he so nervous to be near Dwight so much. He tried to rationalize his nervousness as fear of accidently pushing the one person he actually connected with away. “Uh, maybe we could get a larger cot, so it’s not as uncomfortable? It sounds weird, but I stay away from the others cause I am pretty clingy when I sleep.” He said this under his breath, really hoping he didnt actually say that outloud.

Dwight had a pretty keen sense of hearing, especially after having had to train himself to listen for the faint heartbeats. He swallowed thickly before looking around and went over to an area where group supplies were often left. It took some rummaging around but he managed to carry back a large cot to his newfound area. Guess he was moving in with Jake. 

Dwight has had enough of bullies

Jake hoped his red face would look more like he just ran a bunch, but the hands moved over some sensitive areas of his chest, his breathing stopping for a moment, moving to grasp Dwight’s hands. “Ah, no, I think I’m okay, I really am I just, probably need to sit on my folded up jacket for a bit before i can sit on the benches.” He laughed, a bit nervously but the urge to suddenly kiss the other man was strong, Dwight cared for him too, he knew it, but he was a little scared. He didnt want to repulse Dwight like his family had been. “If itll make you feel better, you can move your cot to my area to keep an eye on me. And you cant stop me from climbing, I’d like to see you try.”

Dwight wanted to contest the other but simply let it drop. It was looking like an uphill battle and he usually lost those. Instead, he focused his attention to the last part of his statement. Moving his cot? That seemed like a big step. Dwight would take it though, for Jake. “Alright, I’ll get it over there.” He hummed before stepping away, his hand dropping out of Jake’s at the very last second. He looked back for a brief second before going to gather up his belongings. Claudette, who normally slept near him, eyed him suspiciously and he just blushed darkly. “Don’t even say anything.” He grumbled to her before she let out a soft snicker. 

Jake laughed a bit, gripping Dwight’s hand a bit tighter as they ran. “Yeah yeah, fine, you can take a look. But right now, it’s about getting out of the maps area and back to camp.” Thankfully they were between trials, the gate was open so survivors and killers could move about while it was quiet. He quickly beelined for the door. He liked Dwight, maybe a little too much, but the other didnt need to know that. He probably thought jake was pushy and over exaggerated. But he cared, he cared deeply for Dwight. He swore the first day they met that he would protect the skittish leader from any sort of harm. Once back at camp, jake sighed, looking to dwight. “We made it, you were worrying for no reason.” He grinned.

Jake hissed, huffing a bit while he looked to Dwight’s medkit. “Dwight, hey, i’m seriously okay, i’m fine.” he flustered a bit, not liking to be fussed over. “I may be crazy, but we’ve got food!” he grinned, his ass throbbing some. “I’m sure i’m just bruised anyway, i swear you’d be the first to know if i was actually hurt.” He enjoyed Dwight’s company, a lot more than the rest of the survivors, but he also doesn’t want Dwight to worry so much. “We should at least get back to camp before we worry too much.” he stood, groaning at the bit of pain he felt. his muscles were telling him to sit back down, but he knew Dwight wouldn’t feel safe until they got back to the camp. He held out a hand for Dwight. “Let’s go”