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jack and Jamison.

Jack Hoffman was 6'2, he had short brown slightly fluffy hair that he always covered with a hat. He had reddish brown eyes and a sharp jawline.

He wore jeans, plain t-shirts, flannels, and brown dirty work boots.
Jack Hoffman watched old westerns.
Jack Hoffman worked on his fathers ranch.
Jack Hoffman worked on his 1970 Ford pickup truck in his spare time.
Jack Hoffman was the straightest, most southern 17 year old you'd ever meet.



But Jack Hoffman wasn't straight in the slightest, he was dating Jamison rightson, the school 'prince'. Every straight girl and every gay guy wanted a shot with Jamison.
Because Jamison was 5'7 and had short blonde hair and electrifying blue eyes that could make anyone attracted to a man drop dead.
Jamison rightson was an over-dramatic rich boy who gets whatever he wants the second he asks for it from his mother, he played with people's hearts in the past and would still be doing it to this day.



If he didn't have a boyfriend for almost a year now that he loved very much.

Jamison laid in jacks arms with his head resting on his chest while he told him about the 'disgraceful' barista at Starbucks, who was rude to him earlier that day when he stopped at Starbucks for a cake pop and an iced vanilla latté on his way to jacks house.
Jack gently traced circles on his over-dramatic boyfriends back with his thumb, listening to his exaggerated story with a small smile tugging at the corners of his lips.

He loved Jamison so much, he was his whole world. He would do anything for him, no matter how insane it was.

It was going to be their anniversary soon, the day they made it official between them. It was going to be a full year since they started dating on August 3rd, 2022, at exactly 5:06 pm on a brisk autumn day, Right there on jacks bed. They had been paired together for the over the summer project and had grown closer each time they met.
Jack can still remember it clear as day, they had been studying all day and dozed off around 4:16, they woke up at 4:59 with Jamison laying his head on Jack's shoulder, holding onto his left arm as if he would get thrown to the other side of the earth if he didn't. Jack was resting his head on top of Jamison's. Jamison gently blinked his eyes open, realizing the position they were in almost immediately. As soon as he moved his head Jack bolted awake, using his free arm to fix his hat as he came to his senses. When he did he realized that he and Jamison were sitting on his bed with their backs on the wall, they were right next to each other, arms and legs entangled. Jamison was hazily looking up at him with an almost shocked expression on his soft face, jack studied his face, how beautiful his deep blue eyes were, how messy his soft hair was after sleeping, jack thought he looked adorable, they held eye contact for a bit more before jacks gaze dropped down to his lips, they were full and ever so slightly parted, he moved his gaze back to jamisons eyes. They just sat their staring at each other for a moment, until Jamison slowly untangled his and jacks arms to reach up and lock his arms around jacks neck, pulling him closer. Jack moved his arms around jamisons waist, inching his face closer to jamisons until he could feel his breath on his nose.
He closed the distance between them and locked their lips, Jamison kissed back immediately. His lips were soft and warm against jacks, he smelled like lavender and tasted like strawberries.

Jack was sure he only tasted like bad decisions and smelled like welded medal.

That was the best day of both of their lives, they often relished in it on sad days.

It was going to be their anniversary soon, and they were both excited because they planned to watch movies on jacks couch until they eventually pass out. His father wouldn't be home, so it was the perfect plan.