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i can fill you up

Jack sits in his living room, bored out of his mind. He had read practically all the books that interested him in the bookshelves. His PlayStation had been seized, so he couldn't even play on it.

He hears the door open and immediately stands to attention.

"Jack, honey, I'm home." Zach announces in his darling, sweet voice.

"In the living room!" He answers back.

Zach enters the room and presses a gentle kiss on his head. "Hey baby, I missed you." He goes around the couch and stands in front of him.

Jack smiles. He was wearing a tight white shirt, and oh gosh... shorts! The still curly head's eyes get stuck on his legs. He's no better than those men that think it's whorish when a woman shows some ankle. Because his legs are a work of absolute art.

"You went to work like that?" He raises an eyebrow.

"What's wrong with it?" Zach frowns. "It's really hot outside, Jack." He goes to give him a twirl, but Jack stops him.

"Please, don't do that."

Zach crosses his arms. "You're being mean." He huffs. "What's wrong with my shorts? I think they're cute."

Jack groans and rubs his face. "It's not the shorts, it's you."

The brunet cocks an eyebrow. "What about me?"

"I..." Jack moves his hands, trying to find the right words. He decides to resort to neanderthal methods."You very hot. Me want you, but me can't have you because me hit head."

Zach bursts out laughing. "Oh honey, I think you lost some braincells, too."He laughs harder.

Jack groans. "It's unfair! You look really hot!" He whines.

The brunet suddenly comes up with a plan. "It's just for like three more days, sweetie."He coos. "You can do it. I believe in you." He kisses his cheek lovingly several times.

"Stop. I'm already hard, please." He sets a pillow over his lap.

Zach chuckles. "I'm going to change into something more comfortable. Do you want to eat anything?" He sets both hands on his own hips. "Have you been eating the soup I made for you?"

Jack nods. "A bowl of it before lunch and dinner."

"Good job, baby. " He pecks him. "Do you want anything to eat now?" He asks the question again. "I'll make you anything."

The curly head looks at him. "I can make some myself."

"Now, I didn't ask you that, did I?" He raises an eyebrow.

"Some toast with avocado, please?" He mumbles.

"Of course, with feta cheese?"

Jack nods. "Would you mind if I joined you? I've been bored out of my mind."

"Of course, baby." He gives him a short kiss. "I love your company." He stretches his hands out to get him to stand up.

The curly head groans but takes his hand and stands up slowly.

"Do you still feel that brain fog?" Zach asks quietly as he fixes his shirt.

"Not really. When I wake up, I still feel a little confused." He shrugs.

Zach pauses with his hands on his chest and looks at him worriedly. "Really?"

"Confused as to why and absolute angel is by my side in bed when I wake up. But then I realise its actually you." He tugs him closer to him with a warm smile.