Newsies Oneshots

Opposites/ Sprace✅ and Javid❗️

It's a two and one guys!

Sorry for odd posting schedule, I meant to write earlier this week but life said "haha no" and gave me food poisoning, so instead I threw up until 2 am. But hey, that was Sunday, it's Wednesday now.
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Elmer was sitting in the ground, Buttons was sitting next to him and playing with his hair. They were chatting with a group of other newsies in a circle in the floor.

"Right," Albert spoke up above the chatter. "Anyone who placed a bet on either Jack and Davey or Race and Spot last night needs to give their money forward"

groans broke out as newsies begrudgingly counted change from their pockets.

"I can't believe you thought Jack would be able to go a full day without saying something mouth numbingly sweet about Davey." Elmer said, buttons just rolled his eyes in response.

Finch mimed gagging, "they're so down bad for each other."

Tommy boy groaned, "at least it's not Racetrack and Spot and all of their PDA. I know we live on the streets but Jesus Christ, get a room."

Several half hearted chuckled broke from the crowd as they all discussed their friends' relationships.

"I mean I don't think I could ever live in Brooklyn, knowing that Race spends the night with Spot there. I just can't imagine they're up to anything good there." Albert grimaced just thinking about it

"How do Spots boys even sleep." Shuddered Buttons

"Well it's almost as bad as having to hear Jack 'tough boy' Kelly go absolutely soft for David Jacobs, someone who was so not his type before they met." Elmer added, leaning his head on Buttons shoulder

"Well Jacks pretty horny at times." Someone said,

Elmer scrunched his nose "Yea but I could never imagine Davey-"

Murmurs of agreement rippled through the group as they thought about that.

"Ugh I bet they're sitting and being cute right now" someone groaned.

"Well at least we ain't in Brooklyn" Buttons laughed.

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Now though what they say isn't exactly incorrect they'd be surprised to learn about what the two couples were *actually* doing that night.
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Race sighed and scribbled on a piece of paper, trying to do math for Jack was a lot more work than it should be. The newsies did not do very good at keeping track of their spending habits. Glancing at the clock and over to where Spot was sitting at his bed.

Spot seemed to be lost in thought, staring at what Race knew to be a list of things that needed to be done in the lodging. Spot was reading it intently and making notes beside the writing. Chewing on the end of the pencil. He was wearing his undershirt and a pair of old pants that had been mended and patched many times. Spot was usually so intimidating, he looked so tranquil and at ease. Race felt his heart flutter.

His paper could wait. If Jack needed it so badly he can do it himself. Race padded over to the bed and sat down, wrapping his arms around Spots waist and laying his head onto Spots bicep. He huffed contently.

"You're so clingy, Tony." He grumbled, not really mad.

Racetrack flashed him a tired but wide grin "Yet you still love me" he winked.

Spot rolled his eyes, a smile plastered on his lips. "A mystery ain't it?" He gave Race a quick kiss on the forehead and ran his fingers through Race's golden curls.

"Not so tough now, are you?" Race joked. Closing his eyes.

Spot let out a small "mmhmm" and kept looking at his paper as Race drifted off.

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Jack led Davey up to his room at Medda's. Once they got in and shut the door Jack pinned Davey up against it. Kissing him like crazy.

Davey squeaked, "Jack! I-"

Jack frowned and stopped, "what?"

Davey flushed a bit pink, "I can't keep covering up the bruises you give me. I'm not good with makeup and eventually Sarah will notice I'm taking hers."

Jack shrugged, "borrow Medda's, she won't mind I do it all the time. To cover the ones you give me." He pointed at Davey and made a mock disapproval sound. Davey sighed and shrugged.

Jack continued kissing him like his life depended on it, eventually unconnecting their lips and kissing a trail down David's throat to his collar bone.

Davey groaned and tugged on Jack's hair, letting him continue to kiss and bite his neck. Eventually he trailed a hand down Jack's back and kissed him on the lips again. Heavy and slow.

Jack picked Davey up, not detaching from the kiss, and stumbled onto his bed. He messaged Daveys thighs with one hand and the other was tangled into David's hair.

Davey was deepening their kiss, and rocking his hips back and forth over Jack's. Jack bit his lip to remain silent and traced a hand down Davey's thigh.

They probably wouldn't get much sleep that night.

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That was nice :)