The MagCon Ships III: Paper (Jolinsky)(BoyxBoy)

Chapter 2 - Jack and Jack

[Picture: Adriana Colton. Video: Is There Somewhere - Halsey]

It felt warm under the covers, a safe haven from the coldness beyond it. I felt arms wrapped around my body, sending a surge of unnecessary pleasure throughout me. Elliott's nose nuzzles on the back of my neck, every breath is tickling me. I smile to myself, trying to keep quiet, trying not to wake him up. I move a little, and he inches closer, his body touching my back.

This right here, is paradise.

I wake up from the dream, making me upset that the image of Elliott and I in bed wasn't real after all. But what was real was that someone was in my bed with me, someone has wrapped their arm around me and has clung on to me like a koala.

"What the hell?" I whisper.

Luke wakes up, rubbing his eyes. "It's really cold. I had to hug someone."

I reach over to check my phone. 3:10AM

"Jack." He calls after me like a little kid, slapping my torso. "Cuddle me."

Groggy, I give in. I slide back inside the covers, placing an arm over Luke as he snuggles to my neck.

There are nights where it gets extremely cold, even inside the dorms, and I guess this was one of them.

_ . _

With my sketchpad in one hand, and my tools in the other, Adrianna and I walk together towards our respective classes.

Adrianna is taking up visual arts, running by her hobby of creating pieces of art based on what she sees, or based on past experiences. She's been into drawing from the moment she learned how to hold a pencil until the moment branched out and reached for other forms of visual arts, painting, calligraphy, and others. She's obsessed with visual arts that she's taking a double-major, with the other being Filmography.

The halls are chilly, the whole school probably is too. And acknowledging the fact that it's November, it's a possibility that this weather is being brought about by Christmas, a little bit early if you ask me.

"Where are you planning to spend spring break?" Adriana asks, her accent still as exciting as the first time I heard her speak.

I shrug, feeling the heat brush across my face as I think of Elliott. "I don't know."

"Aren't you going home? Y'know, meeting up with your buddies?"

Come to think of it, I do actually really miss them. Shawn, Carter, Matt, Nash, Taylor, Mahogany, Aaron, all of them. It's been years since I last saw them, attending a university miles away from where they are. I can't say I've gotten sick of Johnson, but there are just times where he annoys me. Like yesterday.

"Maybe. I'm just not sure yet."

"Alright." She nods, flashing a wink as we part. "See you." She walks towards the Arts Department of our school, while I continue walking on to the Architecture Department. I've got a hoodie on to protect me from today's cold weather, and skinny jeans despite the cold weather.

On the way there, I come across Elliott making his way to the Sciences building, he's reading something from a crumpled piece of paper. With a couple of books under his arm, he waddles adorably like a little penguin. The way he walks just never fails to put a smile on your face. I call out his name, waving a Hey.

He staggers a little, immediately balling up the small piece of paper, holding it to his chest. "Oh-uh. Hi, Jack." He blushes, but persists on projecting a sincere smile. His blue eyes reflect perfectly under the sunlight, and I want to gaze upon them for hours and hours if time let me.