Band Member Oneshots

Let You In

During the inaugural Jalexoween party, Alex is forced to take care of a drunken Jack.

For the October All Time Low Microfic Challenge: Combining the words Poison, Slash, Spell, and Trick (sort of).

Just like Batman, the superhero he was portraying, Alex predicted the disaster before it happened.

For his part, interpreting the title character's counterpart—Robin—Jack inadvertently let it happen.

That is, overly pre-drinking while they prepared a signature drink for the first ever Jalexoween party. Then, in wanting yet another refill of the said Poison drink, accidentally knocking over the punch bowl with his cape.

Leaving Alex to do some damage control, while Jack just stood encircled by glass shards and a red puddle. His drunken spell quite evident. "Oopsie-daisy. Jacky made a messy."

Recognizing the use of the third person and the babyish language as impending signs of Jack's descent into complete debauchery, Alex immediately marched over to the scene. "Okay, J," he ascertained, extending a hand towards Jack. "Let's get you upstairs, yeah?"

"Only if you cuddle me to sleep." Jack bargained in return, attempting a sly wink and body sway.

Fighting the urge to laugh at Jack's drunken flirting, Alex relented instead. For he knew that there was absolutely no other way Jack would accept. "Yeah, sure, whatever, we can cuddle."

Satisfied with the agreement, Jack clasped a hand into Alex's. A gesture that that the older immediately used to tuck the younger into his side, with Jack's arm lazily draped over his shoulders.

Despite the mess of long limbs that were their bodies, they steadily climbed the stairs to their bedroom. Until, with only the faint glow of the moon lighting the room, Jack tricked Alex into believing getting him into bed would be easy.

"Hey, Al?"

Positioned behind Jack, from where he was removing the Robin mask from around his head, Alex replied. "Yes, Jack?"

"I drank the poison."

The black face piece now in his hands, Alex let it fall to the floor. Then, just as he fingers found the bout of string around Jack's neck, focused his attention at the absurdity of his words. "No, you drank a cocktail called poison. Not actual poison."

"I did too!" Jack insisted, nearly causing Alex to lose his grip. "I drank the poison and I let you in!"

Successfully undoing the string and letting it land next to the other garment, Alex chuckled. Leave it to Jack to reference an ATL song while being intoxicated. "Are you talking about", Alex nearly chocked in laughter at the reference. "Our song?"

"We have a song about poison?"

Finding it completely pointless to reason any more with Jack in his current state, Alex continued undressing him. That is, carefully undid the Velcro strip at Jack's nape and helped him shrug the costume off until he was left standing in a nothing more than a T-shirt and boxers.

Taking Jack's hands into his own, Alex then guided him to their bed. Where, after carefully sitting him down on his side, helped him lay down. "Alright, chum, off to sleep you go." Alex whispered next, as he brought the comforter up Jack's body.

Deeming him save for the night, Alex began heading back to the living room. Yet, at the threshold, was interrupted by Jack's innocent, nearly childish voice. "C-c-cuddles?"

Glancing at the body from over his shoulder, Alex sighed in peace of mind at the situation.

Because only he and Jack could, after years of friendship now turned relationship perfectly emulate the dynamic of the pairing they were portraying that night. More so, only Alex's sense of utmost care towards Jack could be a perfect match to the younger's need for adventure. Only they, Jack and Alex, could epitomize the Dynamic Duo in their own right.

The resemblance igniting a longing for closeness to the younger, Alex quickly added his costume to the one already on the floor. Then, embracing Jack's impending clinginess, quickly pressed his body to his.

Assuming the big spoon position, Alex successfully lulled Jack to sleep. A softly spoken "Nobody else I'd want to cuddle with, Barakat" whispered into his ear.

Jack let out a loud snore in agreement.

Not that Alex expected otherwise.