#heee hee

He wasn’t a messy person by nature, and the apartment was clean enough to receive guests, but every once in a while he got the urge to really go full out. He’d taken all the dishes from the cabinets and given them a good soak before throwing them into the dishwasher, he’d wiped out the cabinets while they were empty and laid new shelf paper down, he’d moved all of the furniture and swept and vacuumed under them, even deciding to move things around a little. 

He removed all of his books and dusted the shelves, then re-alphabetized them all according to genre. He’d polished his knickknacks, gave Macca a good bath and cleaned out her dog bed and crate, he removed all the wall hangings and dusted them and put them back and now he was working on his bedroom. 

He’d already cleaned under the bed, flipped the mattress and put on fresh sheets, re-folded and organized his folded clothes and organized his closet by color, but now he was staring at a pile of clothes that weren’t his. 

To say that JJ stayed over a lot would not be true. Their relationship was--interesting. He considered JJ a competitor and a worthy opponent up to the night they had decided to have sex for the first time, and even though they had kept things purely physical, it was hard not to get to know someone a little better when you were spending so much time together, even if it was only to have sex. 

They had only spent the night together once. It was a few weeks ago and they had just not been able to get enough of each other. They’d had so much sex that Victor honestly lost count. They’d taken occasional bathroom breaks, food and water breaks and nap breaks--the longest nap lasting 2 hours--before they’d come right back to it. 

It was a comfortable relationship for Victor because there was no pressure. It was sex--good sex, and even though he was getting to know JJ more, he liked where they were at. 

He would consider JJ a friend at this point. They’d just spent so much time together and after that sex-fest they’d had, Victor had gotten to know him a lot better. He knew which foods JJ liked, what water he drank, knew some bathroom habits and even knew how strong the younger man was because even after that night--he’d gotten up in the morning, made himself some coffee and then left to go to practice. It was impressive and Victor didn’t deny that he was starting to like JJ as a person. 

But his clothes...

When they’d first started having sex, JJ left immediately after. It wasn’t a big deal--Victor didn’t mind one bit. He knew that JJ had other sex partners and even though Victor didn’t, he knew that it wouldn’t be a big deal to JJ if he did. It was quick, amazing sex and then leaving like nothing had happened. 

But JJ started staying for round 2, 3 and every once in a while he would accidentally leave an undershirt or underwear. He left a jacket and some socks, a few t-shirts and a hat. 

Victor had never minded, it was no big deal and he always figured he’d give them to JJ on his next visit. But ever visit was busy, rushed or both. And now he had these clothes and he didn’t know what to do. 

He washed them, folded them neatly and stared at them for a long time. If he put them in a drawer, that might be too much. For both of them. It had never been flat out stated, but they were NOT dating. If Victor gave JJ a drawer would the younger skater think he was too invested and bolt?

But then again, it had been months since they’d started having sex. JJ’s number of partners were growing fewer and fewer and maybe they were heading toward something? If he handed JJ a bag of his clothes then maybe JJ would revert back to where they were when they first started--showing up, fucking and then leaving immediately after. 

Victor didn’t want that. He enjoyed cuddling and having someone to make breakfast or dinner for--he may not want a boyfriend exactly, but what he and JJ had was working for him. 

He sighed and cleaned out the middle drawer of his night stand and loaded JJ’s belongings there. It was a drawer but it was tiny. Unlikely that JJ would see it as a ‘step’ but it was also not shoving the younger man out. 

It seemed like a good compromise and Victor nodded proudly. His stomach grumbled loudly and he blinked. He’d spent so much time cleaning and tidying up that he’d forgotten to eat. 

He wasn’t sure if JJ was coming over tonight--they never really made plans in advance but the past few weeks JJ had definitely been over most nights but he’d stayed away for the past few days. So he pulled out his phone and texted him. 

‘Are you coming over tonight? If you are, bring food.’