After wrapping up the final act of the theater performance, you, Bernard, and Jake retreated to the luxury flat provided by the carnival. The atmosphere was charged with the thrill of victory; the three of you already knew you had the competition in the bag. The audience had gone wild, especially during Bernard’s unexpected move that set the entire crowd buzzing. It wasn’t part of the original choreography, but Bernard always knew how to give the people what they wanted.

The audience had long been shipping you and Bernard together, and the tension between the two of you had only fueled their fantasies. Though the two of you could have easily been a couple by now, Bernard held back out of loyalty to Jake, who had harbored a secret crush on you. Despite Bernard’s best intentions, that boundary shattered when he kissed you on stage, the passion between you two palpable as you made out, leaving the audience screaming for more.

Now, back in the flat, the mood had shifted. The three of you sat around the table, an awkward silence hanging in the air. Jake’s eyes were burning holes into Bernard, his jealousy simmering just beneath the surface. It didn’t take long for the tension to boil over. Words were exchanged, heated and sharp, until Jake snapped, pushing Bernard back onto the floor, pinning him down with a fury that had been building up for far too long.

“Have you lost your mind, Bernard? How could you do this?” Jake’s voice trembled with anger, his grip tightening around Bernard’s collar. His hands itched to do more, to release all the pent-up frustration and heartbreak. But Bernard, even in this moment of physical dominance, remained calm, almost amused by Jake’s outburst.

“What’s gotten into you, Jay?” Bernard taunted, a smirk playing at the corner of his lips. “Are you jealous? Is that it?”