"It's late Jacky. Please get some sleep."

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by Garlic_Bread24601

by Garlic_Bread24601

Au: Modern
Ship: Javid
TW: The refuge

David Jacobs was in a comfortably dreamless sleep. He had graded some essays and baked cookies with his boyfriend that day, but aside from that he was able to just relax and read Les Miserables for the rest of the day.

Davey woke up to a loud thud from the other room. He checked the time. 1:26am. He also noticed a lack of boyfriend in his bed.

"Hey Jacky, what's wrong?"

The aforementioned boyfriend, Jack Kelly, was drawing, he had quickly shut his sketchbook at hearing his boyfriend's question. He was very visibly tired, he had dark circles under his eyes (same lol), his hair was disheveled, and his face was red and puffy.

"Nothing's wrong, I'm fine, just go back to bed." Jack was lying.
"Jack, you're lying. If you're 'fine', then why are you doing what you always do when something's bothering you?" Davey asserted, referring to Jack's habit of drawing at ungodly hours of the night, "Jack, please." His tone softened at that last phrase.

"Fine," he opened his sketchbook back up, "It's just... you know when you think of something that you's haven't thought about in weeks, but then you can't stop thinking about it, and nothing will let you stop thinking about it? Well, it's..." He couldn't finish the last sentence, instead just gesturing to drawings of dusty, rat infested beds, covered only with the three boys sleeping on them. The refuge.

"Oh Jacky, do you need anything? Tea? Cookies?"
"Come on Davey, you know you're the only one who drinks tea. But, yeah, some cookies sound good."
"Alright," he kissed his forehead, "Just tell me if you need anything else."

He came back with the cookies and a glass of milk. He set the cookies and milk down on the table next to the sketchbook. "Do you need anything else?"

"Can we just sit here, for a while."
"Of course"

They sat there for nearly half an hour. Jack's head leaning on Davey's shoulder while tears silently fell, Davey running his fingers through Jack's hair.
"Are you ready to go to bed now?"
"Yeah."
Davey gave him one final forehead kiss for the night before they stood up hand in hand and walked to their bedroom. Falling asleep with Jack's head nuzzled into Davey's chest.

Sorry if that was kinda crap, but I still hope you enjoyed!
I might try to upload the reverse of this scenario with Davey up at ungodly hours before tomorrow.
Please comment any thoughts that you have!

Sincerely
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