Just For The Sake Of Saving Us [16]
Title: Just For The Sake Of Saving Us
Author: AllTime_Panic
Rating: NC-17 overall.
Pairing: Jalex
POV: Third
Disclaimer: I don't own them, and this is entirely made up.
Description: Rian and Zack decide to play matchmaker for Alex.
Author's Notes: This chapter is rushed. Very rushed; I'm sorry. Nothing was written the way I planned it in my head. Anyways, the next chapter is better so STAY WITH ME.
And stay safe my loves on the east coast!
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"So, you mean like a sleepover?"
"God, way to make it sound gay, Zack."
"You're the one who's sleeping over at your boyfriends house, I didn't know it could get any gayer."
Alex rolled his eyes. Seriously, sometimes Zack was just too much. "Then yes Zee, like a sleepover. Just don't go calling the police thinking I disappeared or that Jack raped and killed me."
"I thought we promised you we weren't going to set you up with a serial killer."
Alex sighed over dramatically into the phone. "Goodbye, Zack."
"Bye Lexikinz." Zack released a giggle before clicking the phone off.
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Alex looked up and saw Jack leaning against the door frame, a glass of orange juice and a bottle of Advil in his hands.
"I can't believe you let him call you LexiKinz."
Alex rolled his eyes as his boyfriend walked over to him.
"Open wide."
"That's what she said."
"Open your fucking mouth or I'm going to fuck you while you have a hangover and grip your hair too hard just how you like it, only it'll hurt because you have a headache."
Alex stared at his boyfriend wide eyed before obeying his command and opening his mouth. Dominant Jack was.. well… hot.
Jack placed the pills on Alex's tongue. And placed the glass against Alex's mouth, slowly tilting it up until Alex swallowed, then pulled it back to place it on the bedside table.
Alex grabbed Jack and pulled him so he was laying next to him. Jack trailed a hand up Alex's torso, placing his palm over Alex's heart.
"So, there's the two of us, alone in my house…. with no one to interrupt or tell us to be quiet. Anything you want to do in particular?" The younger boy asked, who was currently laying on his side next to Alex.
"Well, there is something I have on my mind." Alex admitted slowly, biting his lip as if he were pondering an idea. "Something different I wanted to try."
"Yeah?" Jack said in a breathy voice.
Alex took Jack's hand off him and pushed the raven haired boy so he was laying flat on his back, allowing Alex to straddle him.
Alex leaned down to kiss Jack, taking dominance the second their tongues met. As soon as Alex felt Jack relax beneath him, he slid his hands under Jack's shirt and slid it over his head.
He ran his hands up and down his chest slowly a few times, before brushing his thumb over one of Jack's nipples, causing the younger boy to gasp. Alex smirked into the kiss, knowing Jack was turned on, and stilling his hands at Jack's sides.
Alex grinded down, just slightly, earned a moan from the boy below him who was coming undone.
Alex slowly dragged his hands from Jack's side, and started tickling him.
"You never told me you were ticklish, you know. I think as a boyfriend I deserve to know that." Alex said as he watched Jack twist side to side, kicking his legs and flailing his arms in attempt to get out of Alex's grasp. Which wasn't doing him any good, because his movements were causing Alex to skin over his crotch.
"Al. Al. Alex, you, stop, no, Al, don't… don't do it. Stop." Jack panted between each word, barley making out the syllables. He thought for a while that Alex hadn't payed much attention to his accidental-tickle earlier, but apparently he was wrong. So, painfully, very wrong.
Alex worked his fingers over every inch of Jack's torso before finally gripping Jack's hands and holding them over the younger boy's head, pinning them on the bed.
"Fuck. You." Jack said in between pants.
Alex watched as his chest heaved, how his ribs showed one second and nearly disappeared the next. Alex mentally shook his head and snapped back into reality. (Which wasn't as exciting as staring at Jack's body.)
"That's what you wish I was thinking about, right?" Alex questioned with a smirk.
Jack glared at the boy on top of him as his breathing evened out. "That was such a boner kill."
"Oh boohoo. Anyways-" Alex stopped talking when he felt a vibration beneath him. Alex quirked an eyebrow, releasing his grip on Jack's wrists.
Jack pulled out his phone and let out a breath he was holding in when he read the caller ID. Mom.
"Hey mom." Jack couldn't help the smile that grew on his face. She cares.
"Jack! Darling, how's our little fish?"
"Fish?"
"Yes, you are feeding our fish, aren't you?"
Jack knitted his eyebrows together and wracked his brain, trying to remember seeing a fish tank in the house.
"Er, no, we have a fish?"
"You little shit! We give you one fucking instruction and you can't even follow it? Is that how damn lazy you are? That's our fish, Jack. If it's dead, you're going to wish you were that fish."
"What room is it in? I'll go feed it and give it new water."
"It's in our room! God damn it Jack, leave it to you to screw up such an easy task."
"When did you even tell me to feed the fish! It wasn't on the note you left me, you didn't answer any of my calls for the past few days, and you expect me to feed our fucking fish?"
"Don't you cuss at me, Jack Bassam Barakat! I'm your mother, and you're going to respect me or I'll have your father have a talk with you, you piece of shit."
"Sorry mom. I'll go feed the fish. Anyways… how, how are you?"
"It's so nice to get away, you know?"
"No, you know what? I don't know mom. You guys always leave and never take me with you. So no, I don't really know what it's like to get away."
"You sound like such an ungrateful, needy bitch. We'll be back tomorrow night. Bye, Joe."
Jack opened his mouth to say bye to his mom, but instead heard a click followed by obnoxious beeps.
"I have to fee-" Jack stopped talking as Alex cut him off.
"Jack, do your parents…. always talk to you like that? And get your name wrong?"
"No, no, it really is my fault. Anyways- I've got to feed the fish, and possibly buy a replica, so if you could get off-"
"No! Jack, answer this, do your parents always talk to you like that? Tell me. Don't fucking lie to me, Jack."
"Yeah, sometimes, but it's fine, really, I should have been feeding our fish."
"She called you a piece of shit, Jack." Alex grabbed Jack's shoulders and shook him a little as he said this.
Alex watched in consternation as Jack's eyes filled with tears and his bottom lip began to quiver. The older boy crawled off Jack and laid on his side next to him.
"Oh, Jack-"
Jack wrapped his arms around Alex and clung on to him like it would make everything go away, and life okay again. Alex hugged him back, lacing one hand through Jack's hair as he tucked the younger boy's face into his chest. Jack didn't deserve to be spoken like that. No one should speak to his Jack like that.
Because his Jack is not a piece of shit.
After a long, period of crying and Alex whispering empty promises along the lines of 'every little thing is going to be alright', Jack finally stopped crying. And Alex stopped making up scenarios of him murdering Jack's mom.
Jack shifted so he was up further on the bed so he could lay facing Alex. Without hesitation, he leaned in and gave Alex a light, chaste kiss on his lips.
"Can we watch tv or something? If I could just get my mind off of things…" Jack trailed off, leaving the rest of the sentence up to Alex's imagination to fill in.
Alex smiled and placed a kiss on Jack's head, before getting up from the bed and walking over to the plasma tv hanging up on Jack's wall. Alex looked around for the on button to discover that, oh, this was a touch screen tv… why the fuck would someone need a touch screen tv?
He turned it on and saw that The Real Housewives of Orange County was on.
Alex excitedly turned around, nearly squealing as he asked Jack if they could pretty pretty please watch this show because it's his absolute favorite and it's a new episode.
And of course, Jack gave in became if Alex was happy, he was ecstatic.
Hours later Jack found himself snuggled into Alex's side, Alex having his arm protectively around Jack because it was his Jack and no one is fucking with him as long as Alex is around. And every now and then, his hand would come up and play with Jack's hair a bit. If there was one time Jack could chose to go back to at any moment in his life, it would undoubtedly be this one.
The Real Housewives unfortunately came to an end, and American Idol came on after. And again, Alex had to convince Jack to let him watch the show because it was his second most favoritest show in the whole wide world.
And yes, Alex did have to give him a very heated make-out session in order for Jack to cave in. Just ten minutes ago Alex was on top of him, sucking on his neck.
"Jack, may we please watch American Idol?" Alex whispered in his ear, his hot breath ghosted over Jack's skin.
How could Jack have said no in such a position?
Jack snapped back to reality when he heard a soft mumble. He focused his attention back to Alex, and noticed that he was softly singing along to the song some amateur who's voice wasn't nearly as good as Alex's was singing on tv.
And it was at that moment that Jack realized he was in love with Alex.
He wasn't going to tell him. No, no, no. Love ruins everything. And Jack was okay without Alex knowing. Alex may not even feel the same way, and Jack was okay with that too. As long as Alex was going to stay by his side, Jack was okay with everything. So it was going to remain his little secret. His little secret that made him smile like an idiot and make his heart flutter.
It wasn't even a very deep love. Jack was just in the beginning of falling. After all, it takes more than a week to fall in love. Jack's just at the starting line.
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The TV had been off for a while; Jack and Alex were still cuddling just to embrace the moment they had with each other. Plus, they were super fucking comfy.
"Wanna change for bed?" Jack asked, breaking the silence.
Alex ruffled Jack's hair, "I'd like it better if you slept in your boxers."
Jack kissed Alex, pulling away with a shit eating grin. "That can be arranged."
Jack moved so he had one leg on each side of Alex; his body hovering over Alex's thighs. He looked up at him as he moved his hand's to the button of Alex's jeans. He slowly unbuttoned it and pulled down the zipper. He moved up to kiss the older boy as he slid Alex's jeans down with a bit of trouble. How the fuck did he fit into these?
He moved his hands up to grab the bottom of Alex's shirt, breaking the kiss so he could pull it up and over the sandy haired boy's head. Jack smiled down at Alex before climbing off of him and taking off his own shirt and pants.
Alex watched as Jack sauntered over to the body length mirror and ran his right hand over his left ribs and down to rest across his torso. Jack bit his lip as he ranked over his body.
"Alex?"
Alex looked up to meet Jack's eyes in the mirror. The younger boy had a worried expression on his face. "Do you think I'm too skinny?"
Alex shot the younger boy an incredulous look and stood up, making his way over to Jack. He hooked his chin on Jack's shoulder.
Alex ran his hands down Jack's front, stopping to rest his right hand on Jack's right hip, and his left hand on top of Jack's.
"You're absolutely beautiful, Jack." Alex whispered.
"Yeah, that's what's considered beautiful; looking like a malnourished african child."
Alex scoffed and rolled his eyes. "As if."
Jack wanted to laugh because, clearly, Alex has been spending a little too much time with Zack. But now was really not the time for that.
"Would you like me better if I had a six pack? Or a toned penis V?"
"A penis V." Alex repeated like it was the strangest thing he's ever heard. It suddenly clicked in his head that Jack was talking about the V leading don to his crotch. "Jack, do you honestly think I care if your stomach isn't societies idea of perfect? I'm not a judgmental teenaged girl, I don't date someone due to their body."
"But would you prefer if I had a six pack?"
Alex turned Jack around so they were face to face. He slowly lowered himself so he was on his knees, sitting back on his ankles and staring up at Jack.
"If you had a six pack, could I do this?" Alex leaned forward and bit right next to Jack's hip bone, drawing back the skin and finally released it. He ran his tongue over the reddening area of skin.
Jack sighed and looked down at Alex. "If you couldn't, then you probably aren't supposed to be able to."
Alex repeated his previous action and nipped at Jack's skin. "Did you know I specifically asked Rian and Zack to find someone who didn't have a six pack?" Alex connected is eyes with Jack's before diving back in and finishing the hickey he started. Alex rose so he was standing right in front of Jack. He moved his hands so they were cupping Jack's ass, "because your body is so much hotter. Why the fuck would I want to cuddle someone who's stomach hurts to even poke because it's so hard?"
"You can see my ribs, Alex!"
"Does it matter? Just fucking looking at you shirtless turns me on. So does it really matter if your ribs show as long as I'm perfectly okay with that?"
Jack sighed and ruffled the back of his hair. "I guess not."
"Come to bed." Alex gave Jack a reassuring smile as took his hand, leading him back into the bed. Alex let Jack crawl in first (he noticed Jack prefers that side near the wall) and climbed in after him.
Alex snuggled into Jack's side and nuzzled his nose into Jack's collarbone. "Goodnight Jack." He placed a light kiss to Jack's neck as Jack wrapped his arms around Alex.
Jack lifted his face from Alex's hair. "Goodnight Alex."
And the weight off the world was lifted off of his shoulders.
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A/N: I had a little too much fun with the this font. Sorry... So the fight with Jack's mom was based off of the fight I had with my mom today. She didn't call me a piece of shit or anything but I cussed at her and she blew up and kggn4jgnekgnk so I triggered this chapter a bit. ANYWAYS, I have the next chapter written. It's probably my favorite chapter. SO HANG IN THERE FOR THE GOOD STUFF, GUYS.
No, seriously sorry if you're disappointed. And I'm done with this insecure writer bs at the end of every chapter so this will be the last time I bitch and moan<333 Oh, and fuck you Irene.
Author: AllTime_Panic
Rating: NC-17 overall.
Pairing: Jalex
POV: Third
Disclaimer: I don't own them, and this is entirely made up.
Description: Rian and Zack decide to play matchmaker for Alex.
Author's Notes: This chapter is rushed. Very rushed; I'm sorry. Nothing was written the way I planned it in my head. Anyways, the next chapter is better so STAY WITH ME.
And stay safe my loves on the east coast!
Master Post
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"So, you mean like a sleepover?"
"God, way to make it sound gay, Zack."
"You're the one who's sleeping over at your boyfriends house, I didn't know it could get any gayer."
Alex rolled his eyes. Seriously, sometimes Zack was just too much. "Then yes Zee, like a sleepover. Just don't go calling the police thinking I disappeared or that Jack raped and killed me."
"I thought we promised you we weren't going to set you up with a serial killer."
Alex sighed over dramatically into the phone. "Goodbye, Zack."
"Bye Lexikinz." Zack released a giggle before clicking the phone off.
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Alex looked up and saw Jack leaning against the door frame, a glass of orange juice and a bottle of Advil in his hands.
"I can't believe you let him call you LexiKinz."
Alex rolled his eyes as his boyfriend walked over to him.
"Open wide."
"That's what she said."
"Open your fucking mouth or I'm going to fuck you while you have a hangover and grip your hair too hard just how you like it, only it'll hurt because you have a headache."
Alex stared at his boyfriend wide eyed before obeying his command and opening his mouth. Dominant Jack was.. well… hot.
Jack placed the pills on Alex's tongue. And placed the glass against Alex's mouth, slowly tilting it up until Alex swallowed, then pulled it back to place it on the bedside table.
Alex grabbed Jack and pulled him so he was laying next to him. Jack trailed a hand up Alex's torso, placing his palm over Alex's heart.
"So, there's the two of us, alone in my house…. with no one to interrupt or tell us to be quiet. Anything you want to do in particular?" The younger boy asked, who was currently laying on his side next to Alex.
"Well, there is something I have on my mind." Alex admitted slowly, biting his lip as if he were pondering an idea. "Something different I wanted to try."
"Yeah?" Jack said in a breathy voice.
Alex took Jack's hand off him and pushed the raven haired boy so he was laying flat on his back, allowing Alex to straddle him.
Alex leaned down to kiss Jack, taking dominance the second their tongues met. As soon as Alex felt Jack relax beneath him, he slid his hands under Jack's shirt and slid it over his head.
He ran his hands up and down his chest slowly a few times, before brushing his thumb over one of Jack's nipples, causing the younger boy to gasp. Alex smirked into the kiss, knowing Jack was turned on, and stilling his hands at Jack's sides.
Alex grinded down, just slightly, earned a moan from the boy below him who was coming undone.
Alex slowly dragged his hands from Jack's side, and started tickling him.
"You never told me you were ticklish, you know. I think as a boyfriend I deserve to know that." Alex said as he watched Jack twist side to side, kicking his legs and flailing his arms in attempt to get out of Alex's grasp. Which wasn't doing him any good, because his movements were causing Alex to skin over his crotch.
"Al. Al. Alex, you, stop, no, Al, don't… don't do it. Stop." Jack panted between each word, barley making out the syllables. He thought for a while that Alex hadn't payed much attention to his accidental-tickle earlier, but apparently he was wrong. So, painfully, very wrong.
Alex worked his fingers over every inch of Jack's torso before finally gripping Jack's hands and holding them over the younger boy's head, pinning them on the bed.
"Fuck. You." Jack said in between pants.
Alex watched as his chest heaved, how his ribs showed one second and nearly disappeared the next. Alex mentally shook his head and snapped back into reality. (Which wasn't as exciting as staring at Jack's body.)
"That's what you wish I was thinking about, right?" Alex questioned with a smirk.
Jack glared at the boy on top of him as his breathing evened out. "That was such a boner kill."
"Oh boohoo. Anyways-" Alex stopped talking when he felt a vibration beneath him. Alex quirked an eyebrow, releasing his grip on Jack's wrists.
Jack pulled out his phone and let out a breath he was holding in when he read the caller ID. Mom.
"Hey mom." Jack couldn't help the smile that grew on his face. She cares.
"Jack! Darling, how's our little fish?"
"Fish?"
"Yes, you are feeding our fish, aren't you?"
Jack knitted his eyebrows together and wracked his brain, trying to remember seeing a fish tank in the house.
"Er, no, we have a fish?"
"You little shit! We give you one fucking instruction and you can't even follow it? Is that how damn lazy you are? That's our fish, Jack. If it's dead, you're going to wish you were that fish."
"What room is it in? I'll go feed it and give it new water."
"It's in our room! God damn it Jack, leave it to you to screw up such an easy task."
"When did you even tell me to feed the fish! It wasn't on the note you left me, you didn't answer any of my calls for the past few days, and you expect me to feed our fucking fish?"
"Don't you cuss at me, Jack Bassam Barakat! I'm your mother, and you're going to respect me or I'll have your father have a talk with you, you piece of shit."
"Sorry mom. I'll go feed the fish. Anyways… how, how are you?"
"It's so nice to get away, you know?"
"No, you know what? I don't know mom. You guys always leave and never take me with you. So no, I don't really know what it's like to get away."
"You sound like such an ungrateful, needy bitch. We'll be back tomorrow night. Bye, Joe."
Jack opened his mouth to say bye to his mom, but instead heard a click followed by obnoxious beeps.
"I have to fee-" Jack stopped talking as Alex cut him off.
"Jack, do your parents…. always talk to you like that? And get your name wrong?"
"No, no, it really is my fault. Anyways- I've got to feed the fish, and possibly buy a replica, so if you could get off-"
"No! Jack, answer this, do your parents always talk to you like that? Tell me. Don't fucking lie to me, Jack."
"Yeah, sometimes, but it's fine, really, I should have been feeding our fish."
"She called you a piece of shit, Jack." Alex grabbed Jack's shoulders and shook him a little as he said this.
Alex watched in consternation as Jack's eyes filled with tears and his bottom lip began to quiver. The older boy crawled off Jack and laid on his side next to him.
"Oh, Jack-"
Jack wrapped his arms around Alex and clung on to him like it would make everything go away, and life okay again. Alex hugged him back, lacing one hand through Jack's hair as he tucked the younger boy's face into his chest. Jack didn't deserve to be spoken like that. No one should speak to his Jack like that.
Because his Jack is not a piece of shit.
After a long, period of crying and Alex whispering empty promises along the lines of 'every little thing is going to be alright', Jack finally stopped crying. And Alex stopped making up scenarios of him murdering Jack's mom.
Jack shifted so he was up further on the bed so he could lay facing Alex. Without hesitation, he leaned in and gave Alex a light, chaste kiss on his lips.
"Can we watch tv or something? If I could just get my mind off of things…" Jack trailed off, leaving the rest of the sentence up to Alex's imagination to fill in.
Alex smiled and placed a kiss on Jack's head, before getting up from the bed and walking over to the plasma tv hanging up on Jack's wall. Alex looked around for the on button to discover that, oh, this was a touch screen tv… why the fuck would someone need a touch screen tv?
He turned it on and saw that The Real Housewives of Orange County was on.
Alex excitedly turned around, nearly squealing as he asked Jack if they could pretty pretty please watch this show because it's his absolute favorite and it's a new episode.
And of course, Jack gave in became if Alex was happy, he was ecstatic.
Hours later Jack found himself snuggled into Alex's side, Alex having his arm protectively around Jack because it was his Jack and no one is fucking with him as long as Alex is around. And every now and then, his hand would come up and play with Jack's hair a bit. If there was one time Jack could chose to go back to at any moment in his life, it would undoubtedly be this one.
The Real Housewives unfortunately came to an end, and American Idol came on after. And again, Alex had to convince Jack to let him watch the show because it was his second most favoritest show in the whole wide world.
And yes, Alex did have to give him a very heated make-out session in order for Jack to cave in. Just ten minutes ago Alex was on top of him, sucking on his neck.
"Jack, may we please watch American Idol?" Alex whispered in his ear, his hot breath ghosted over Jack's skin.
How could Jack have said no in such a position?
Jack snapped back to reality when he heard a soft mumble. He focused his attention back to Alex, and noticed that he was softly singing along to the song some amateur who's voice wasn't nearly as good as Alex's was singing on tv.
And it was at that moment that Jack realized he was in love with Alex.
He wasn't going to tell him. No, no, no. Love ruins everything. And Jack was okay without Alex knowing. Alex may not even feel the same way, and Jack was okay with that too. As long as Alex was going to stay by his side, Jack was okay with everything. So it was going to remain his little secret. His little secret that made him smile like an idiot and make his heart flutter.
It wasn't even a very deep love. Jack was just in the beginning of falling. After all, it takes more than a week to fall in love. Jack's just at the starting line.
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The TV had been off for a while; Jack and Alex were still cuddling just to embrace the moment they had with each other. Plus, they were super fucking comfy.
"Wanna change for bed?" Jack asked, breaking the silence.
Alex ruffled Jack's hair, "I'd like it better if you slept in your boxers."
Jack kissed Alex, pulling away with a shit eating grin. "That can be arranged."
Jack moved so he had one leg on each side of Alex; his body hovering over Alex's thighs. He looked up at him as he moved his hand's to the button of Alex's jeans. He slowly unbuttoned it and pulled down the zipper. He moved up to kiss the older boy as he slid Alex's jeans down with a bit of trouble. How the fuck did he fit into these?
He moved his hands up to grab the bottom of Alex's shirt, breaking the kiss so he could pull it up and over the sandy haired boy's head. Jack smiled down at Alex before climbing off of him and taking off his own shirt and pants.
Alex watched as Jack sauntered over to the body length mirror and ran his right hand over his left ribs and down to rest across his torso. Jack bit his lip as he ranked over his body.
"Alex?"
Alex looked up to meet Jack's eyes in the mirror. The younger boy had a worried expression on his face. "Do you think I'm too skinny?"
Alex shot the younger boy an incredulous look and stood up, making his way over to Jack. He hooked his chin on Jack's shoulder.
Alex ran his hands down Jack's front, stopping to rest his right hand on Jack's right hip, and his left hand on top of Jack's.
"You're absolutely beautiful, Jack." Alex whispered.
"Yeah, that's what's considered beautiful; looking like a malnourished african child."
Alex scoffed and rolled his eyes. "As if."
Jack wanted to laugh because, clearly, Alex has been spending a little too much time with Zack. But now was really not the time for that.
"Would you like me better if I had a six pack? Or a toned penis V?"
"A penis V." Alex repeated like it was the strangest thing he's ever heard. It suddenly clicked in his head that Jack was talking about the V leading don to his crotch. "Jack, do you honestly think I care if your stomach isn't societies idea of perfect? I'm not a judgmental teenaged girl, I don't date someone due to their body."
"But would you prefer if I had a six pack?"
Alex turned Jack around so they were face to face. He slowly lowered himself so he was on his knees, sitting back on his ankles and staring up at Jack.
"If you had a six pack, could I do this?" Alex leaned forward and bit right next to Jack's hip bone, drawing back the skin and finally released it. He ran his tongue over the reddening area of skin.
Jack sighed and looked down at Alex. "If you couldn't, then you probably aren't supposed to be able to."
Alex repeated his previous action and nipped at Jack's skin. "Did you know I specifically asked Rian and Zack to find someone who didn't have a six pack?" Alex connected is eyes with Jack's before diving back in and finishing the hickey he started. Alex rose so he was standing right in front of Jack. He moved his hands so they were cupping Jack's ass, "because your body is so much hotter. Why the fuck would I want to cuddle someone who's stomach hurts to even poke because it's so hard?"
"You can see my ribs, Alex!"
"Does it matter? Just fucking looking at you shirtless turns me on. So does it really matter if your ribs show as long as I'm perfectly okay with that?"
Jack sighed and ruffled the back of his hair. "I guess not."
"Come to bed." Alex gave Jack a reassuring smile as took his hand, leading him back into the bed. Alex let Jack crawl in first (he noticed Jack prefers that side near the wall) and climbed in after him.
Alex snuggled into Jack's side and nuzzled his nose into Jack's collarbone. "Goodnight Jack." He placed a light kiss to Jack's neck as Jack wrapped his arms around Alex.
Jack lifted his face from Alex's hair. "Goodnight Alex."
And the weight off the world was lifted off of his shoulders.
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A/N: I had a little too much fun with the this font. Sorry... So the fight with Jack's mom was based off of the fight I had with my mom today. She didn't call me a piece of shit or anything but I cussed at her and she blew up and kggn4jgnekgnk so I triggered this chapter a bit. ANYWAYS, I have the next chapter written. It's probably my favorite chapter. SO HANG IN THERE FOR THE GOOD STUFF, GUYS.
No, seriously sorry if you're disappointed. And I'm done with this insecure writer bs at the end of every chapter so this will be the last time I bitch and moan<333 Oh, and fuck you Irene.