John Jack Dave

SIX

Jack was still in room. That dream replaying in his mind like a YouTube short video. He rubs his face.

"Oii! Why did I have that dream!"

He throws the duvet off his legs and gets out of bed.

"I'm going to the pool"

He changes into some shorts and grabs a towel. When he opened the door, he found Dave coming out of his suite. He cursed himself.

"Hey"

Dave nodded curtly and walked ahead. Jack frowned, was something wrong?

"Hey Uh...Dave?"

Dave turns to him.

"Yeah?"

Jack sighed.

"Are you okay?"

Dave nodded and offered a smile.

"I'm fine"

Jack nodded and walked up to him.

"Good, because your cheap clothes say otherwise"

Dave gasped in shock as Jack walked away.

"That mean man"

Jack laughs to himself as he stood alone in the elevator. Teasing Dave was kind of fun for him, he doesn't know why he does it.

Once he reached his desired floor, he steps out and sighs in relief when he sees that no one was at the pool yet.

He takes off his clothes, leaving on his boxers and gets in the water, it was cold but he didn't mind.

"Mind if I join?"

He turns around and sees Dave standing by his pile of clothes.

"Sure I guess"

Dave strips to his speedo and gets in the water. He sighs.

"Thanks for last night"

Jack nodded.

"Don't worry about it" he said. He was still feeling awkward about the dream he had this morning.

"So how is it working with my aunt?" Dave asks, Jack looked uncomfortable so he figured he'd break the ice.

"It's fun. I get to see the world by travelling"

Dave nods and sighs. This was too awkward.

"Okay uhm, I'll go now. I have a plane to catch"

"Oh? I thought you'd be here longer" Jack says before he cursed himself.

"Nah, I have a shoot tomorrow"

He nods. For some reason he was disappointed that he won't see Dave during the day.

"Have a safe flight"

•°• ✾ •°•

"What do you mean I have to stay with Jack?"

"He has a few pictures he has to take for my portfolio. Please darling?"

He sighs, rubbing his forehead.

"Fine, but I'm staying in my own room"

"Don't you hate spending money on yourself? If you did that I know you'll feel guilty for days. Just share with Jack"

This was getting worse by the minute!!

"Okay fine"

"Thank you darling! I'll let Jack know that you'll be there to help him"

He sighs

"Okay auntie"

The call ends and he drops on the bed with a groan.

"Why do I have a feeling that she's setting me up with this guy" he murmurs and little did he know, he was right.

Across the hall, Jack was in his room going through the pictures he had just took on his laptop. Apparently Victoria would take a concept from a designer, revamp it and make it more attractive for her own line.

His phone vibrates as an email came through. He reads it only to be shocked by the content.

Dave was going to share a room with him?!

"I swear this woman is out of her mind"

Then there was a knock on the door. He sighs and goes to open it. Dave was standing there with shopping bags.

"So I guess we're roommates"

Jack sighed.

"Yeah, come in"

Dave walks in and places his bags by the closet.

"So what are you doing?"

"Just looking through pictures from yesterday's show."

"Alright, I'll head downstairs for lunch"

Jack glances at his watch. It was already lunchtime?

"Let me join you"

Dave nods in agreement. Jack takes his phone and they head out. Jack chuckles when he sees a tag on Dave's tshirt. He pulls it and the man gasped.

"What are you doing?"

He waves the tag in front of him.

"You forgot something" he says and looks at the price only to gasp.

"Who buys a  £500 tshirt?"

"What do you mean, it's cheap"

Jack shook his head. He forgets Dave grew up surrounded by money.

They reach the restaurant, both men aim for the seat facing away the crowd, their hands grab the chair at the same time and they lock eyes, glaring at each other.

"You're touching me" Dave says and Jack pulls away. He smirks.

"I win"

•°• ✾ •°•

"For starter's I'll have some scallops with black pudding, the main dish I'll have salmon with potatoes and a side of cajun pasta, extra parmasean cheese and for drinks I'll have white wine" Dave said and handed the menu back to the waiter.

Jack was impressed by the order but it probably was nothing to Dave.

"What will you have sir?" The waiter asks Jack.

"I'll have the mango avocado prawns then the risotto and red wine"

"I'll be right back with your drinks"

They remain in an awkward silence.  Dave clears his throat.

"So....how are you?"

"I'm okay, you?"

"I'm not okay. Tell me Jack, what's your problem with me?"

Jack sighs.

"Look Dave, I have my opinions. It may be wrong but it's mine. That's it"

"I understand that but that doesn't mean you have to be mean to me"

"Okay Dave, I'll stop being mean to you"

Their starters arrive and Dave sighs. Hopefully he and Jack will just be casual with each other from now on.

•°• ✾ •°•

After lunch, they head back to the room. Dave was feeling more comfortable, once they get in the room, he drops on the bed.

"So what should we do?"

"I have to work"

"Boo! Let's go to a club"

Jack sighed.

"Dave, I have to work"

"You'll work when you get back to Reykjavik."

He sighed. Maybe Dave will get drunk again and he'll pass out like last night.

"Okay"