Jack Howard sighed as he lay in his bed, next to his boyfriend.
It was around 3 o'clock in the morning. Normal people would be asleep by now. Jack just wasn't tired and he knew that his boyfriend wasn't going to sleep anytime soon either. He had this problem every night. He never got enough sleep and it was quite annoying. Jack would always go to sleep at 5am and then he would wake up at some ridiculous time, normally it was past 1 in the afternoon.
Tonight was one of those nights where Jack and Dean decided they would try and go to bed earlier. That clearly wasn't working.
"Dean?" Jack whined as he looked over at him. He was right.
Dean was lying next to him and he was doing the very same thing as he had been doing. Staring at the ceiling.
"Yes love?" Dean asked as he blinked a few times, still staring at the ceiling.
"I'm not tired and I can't sleep," Jack whined as he pushed himself up on his elbows. He looked over at Dean and sighed.
"Yeah... this 'going to bed early' thing, isn't really working... is it?" Dean asked.
"No, it's not." Jack said. He chewed on his bottom lip as he stared at Dean.
Dean finally looked over at Jack and raised his eyebrows. "What are you thinking up there?" He asked, breaking the silence between them.
"Nothing much really, if I'm being honest..." Jack said. He sat there for a few seconds before he then scooted closer to Dean. He smiled and then he leaned down and pressed his lips against Dean's and kissed him a few times and then he pulled away.
"Are we really doing this at 3am?" Dean asked as he looked up at Jack.
Jack laughed. "Face it Dean, we're not a normal couple." He Jack.
Dean laughed and shook his head. "No, we're definitely not." He agreed.
"I've got a game, since we're both up at 3am and neither of us are going to bed anytime soon..."
"Oh God. This should be good, what game do you have in mind?" Dean asked curiously.
Jack rolled his eyes. "Oh shush. Don't be so scared! I was just thinking... I bet I could make you moan first," he said.
Dean raised his eyebrows. "That's what you're thinking about at 3am?" He asked.
Jack smiled innocently. "You don't want to know what I think about at 3am," he said.
"No, I actually really don't..." Dean said. He shook his head.
Jack smirked and then he then straddled Dean, pulling the blankets over them. He smiled as he looked down at him.
"Go on then... try and make me moan," Dean whispered.
"Challenge. Accepted." Jack whispered. He leaned down and kissed Dean again. They kissed for a few seconds before Jack slowly moved his hand under Dean's shirt. He pulled away from the kiss and started to kiss Dean's neck, smiling as he did so.
"You're going to have to try harder than that, Jack, if you want to make me moan first." Dean whispered before he gently wrapped an arm around Jack. Dean looked up at Jack when he finally pulled away from his neck.
Jack stared at him for a few seconds before he then started palming Dean his jeans.
Dean gasped, a little surprised at what Jack was doing. That's not what he had expected to happen.
"Don't underestimate me Dean," Jack warned as he continued palming Dean.
"Jack," Dean groaned as he closed his eyes.
"I'm getting closer," Jack said in a sing-song voice.
Jack gasped as soon as Dean harshly grabbed his arms and pushed him down on his back, Dean now being on top of Jack. Dean was never on top so this was a surprise for both of them. "Dean, you fucker!" Jack whined as he looked up at Dean.
Dean laughed at Jack. "You honestly should have seen that coming," he whispered. He leaned down and captured Jack's lips with his own and kissed him.
Jack gently wrapped his arms around Dean's neck and pulled him down closer. "I hate you,"he whispered against Dean's lips as they kissed. "So fucking much."
Dean didn't say anything. He pulled away from the kiss and slowly started grinding against Jack.
Jack closed his eyes and a moan slipped out of his mouth. "Fuck!" He cried.
Dean smirked and he immediately stopped grinding against Jack. "Too easy. You'll have to try harder next time," he said. He then climbed off of Jack and stood up from the bed. "I'm getting a snack. Do you want anything?" He asked as he looked down at Jack.
"Wait, what?" Jack asked with shock as he looked up at Dean. "You're being serious?"
"I get hungry at 3am," Dean said. He shrugged his shoulders and then he turned around and walked out of the bedroom without saying another word to Jack.
"I love you too, Dean!" Jack whined, loud enough for Dean to hear. He rolled his eyes when he heard Dean laughing. He sighed and he hid his face in his pillows, as his cheeks turned red.
