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Dennis hates Mac’s boyfriend. He’s always there, looking at Mac like he’s never seen anyone more beautiful, idiot. Mac thinks he’s a wonderful guy and doesn’t know how he got so lucky but Dennis can see right through him. He’s an asshole,
The three of them are sitting at the table in the apartment waiting for their Chinese food, of course the boyfriend is here, he’s always fucking here. Dennis can feel the rage emanating from his body. The tension is broken by Mac’s phone ringing, “What, oh shit, yeah no worries, I’ll run down,” Mac puts his phone down. “The front door is jammed again, the delivery guy can’t get in, I’m gonna run down and get the food.” Mac kisses the boyfriend on the cheek and runs out the apartment. The boyfriend looking at Dennis with a fake smile on his face, Dennis wants to smack it off.
Dennis is gonna rattle him. “I don’t get it, what is your angle here?” Smugness abound, the boyfriend doesn’t bite, “my angle?” “Yeah with Mac? What’s the scheme?” The asshole laughs, “Nothing, I just want Mac.” Dennis chuckles, more to himself, “Mac’s so annoying, I find that hard to believe.” The boyfriend takes a long hard look at Dennis, and smirks again. Asshole. “Mac is very sweet, he’s funny, he takes such good care of me” he pauses, staring more intensely at Dennis. “He gives the best blow jobs, he’s the best sex I’ve ever had, I’ve never come so hard in my entire life when I’m fucked by him” Dennis feels his rage swirl, turning into something else, he can’t believe the nerve of this man. Asshole. He looks at the boyfriend with disgust, and he’s resisting the urge to stab him in the face with a kitchen knife. The boyfriend smiles, “I could go on and on, I mean I haven’t even got to his big, thick cock yet.” Dennis pushes his chair back away from the table. His face red with anger. It’s at that moment Mac walks back into the apartment with their food, he shuts the door and starts unpacking the food. Unaware of the situation unfolding at the table. Dennis wants to wipe the smirk of the boyfriends face and to never see him again, to never see him and Mac together, his Mac. Standing up and walking to his room Dennis tells Mac, “I’m not hungry, I’ve lost my appetite, I’m off to bed” “Oh Dennis you should try and eat something” Dennis turns to face Mac, the boyfriend is rubbing his hand up Mac’s leg, and smiling at Dennis, marking what he thinks is his. “No Mac it’s fine, night.” Dennis turns and shuts his door. The boyfriend is an asshole and Dennis feels like he’s stolen his favourite toy and is taunting him. He’s gotta to do something.