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time is irrelevant

Zach puts some mascara on his eyelashes as Jack steps in the bathroom. He delivers a harsh smack onto his ass. "Jack!" He swats his hand away as he continues putting some mascara on.

He presses a kiss onto his cheek. "You're so beautiful." He smiles.

He then proceeds to check himself out in the mirror. Jack flexes his arms and nods approvingly at himself.

Zach chuckles."Did you put some sunscreen on?"

He nods. "All over my tattoos and on my face." He confirms. "How do I look?"

The brunet looks at him through the mirror. A white short-sleeved button-up shirt and some loose jeans. "Really good." He looks at him up and down. "Gonna make all the moms jealous."

Jack smiles. "Are you calling me a milf magnet?"

"I wasn't the one throwing myself onto my grandma." He jokes.

"I wanted her to like me."

"You wanna know how to really win her over?"

Jack nods.

"Just be yourself." He presses a kiss onto his cheek. "And brew her some coffee. That woman loves it."

"Oh, bet!" The curly head rushes downstairs to the kitchen.

He's faced with an empty kitchen. Jack starts making some fresh coffee for the family, just like his father taught him.

"What do you think you're doing?" Her voice made him perk up.

Jack pours her a cup of coffee and sets it on the kitchen island. "Sugar or chocolate?"

The woman looks at him up and now. "Chocolate, please."

The curly head drops a spoonful of chocolate onto the mug and stirred. "And to eat?"

She bites her lip, confused at such treatment. "Toast."

Jack quickly puts together two toast for her and serves her. He makes some for himself and Zach and cleans his mess.

"Not bad, kid." She compliments.

He smiles softly and sets his plate on the kitchen island. "Looks like working in a coffee shop has its perks."

She points a bit of toast at him. "You love my Zachary." She accuses him.

"I do." He confirms."We've been dating for a month and -"

"Time does not matter when it comes to loving someone." Francesca interrupted him."Do you think you make him happy?"

He furrows his eyebrows. "I try." He swallows in dryly as a smile forms on his face. "I'd do anything to see him smile so sweetly, like he does."

Francesca opens her mouth to speak, but Zach enters the kitchen. He was wearing jeans with a white tanktop and a dress shirt over it. "Good morning, grams!" He greets happily.

Zach pours himself some coffee and some chocolate as he hums a little song under his breath.

"I made you some toast." Jack smiles. "Extra butter, like you love it."

The brunet smiles widely. "Thank you!" He presses a kiss onto his cheek.

The woman looks attentively as her grandson eats excitedly. "Jack, it's amazing." He hums.

"I'm gonna go wake up your brother and sister."

"Where's granps?"

"He's still shaving. With his hand tremors, it's complicated not to cut himself."