(give it a go) see if we could be something. | isaac/jackson (teen wolf).
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ao3.
The big red bow is still on the porsche when he and Isaac push and shove their way into the backseat, laughing and jabbing each other with elbows and Jackson nearly drops the bottle in his hand, but recovers just in time, slumping back onto the seat with an ‘oomph’.