Harmless Things (Jean Hobbs AU)

Part sixteen

Jack P.O.V.

"Kill it! Kill it!" 

"It's not letting me!" 

"Felix, you're the worst at this game!" 

"Shut up, you're not any better!" 

I raised an eyebrow as my friends bickered over a game they that we had already played 1000 times in the past before, but didn't say anything in case I let loose some thoughts that would probably offend them and spiral into an argument that would never be resolved. I crossed my arms and stared at the dark blue walls that were shutting us in Jason's cramped room, the closed curtains making it feel smaller. 

I was leaning against one of these walls, feeling like an extra wheel as they all started laughing at something that I had missed, making me compare right now and the night I spent with Dean. I felt so uncomfortable here, a shocking contrast to when I could totally relax and be myself when Dean was pressed up against me and I had my arms around the smaller boy's waist. 

I remembered when we woke up next to each other and the butterflies that made their presence when I looked at Dean who had messy bed hair, his chocolaty eyes and pink cheeks making me melt. He was extra adorable that morning, his tiredness making him more affectionate which I had no problem with. I secretly loved that he would find any excuse to hold my hand even though I never said anything about it, and I secretly loved how he would place himself in my lap with or without my permission because it meant I could pull him just little bit closer to me, and I secretly loved that he fell back asleep for another two hours in my arms with his face against my chest. 

A buzzing in my pocket ripped me from my thoughts and without hesitation took out my phone and answered it, not looking at the caller ID.

"Hello?" 

"Jack?" A voice cracked at the other end of the line and I became wide awake and sat up because there was only person that voice belonged to. 

"Dean?"

"Jack! I... I don't know why I'm calling. I'm sorry." 

"Are you okay?" 

"Yes! No... yes, yes I'm fine," I was already picking up my bag and leaving the room before he finished his reply, going as fast as I could down the stairs and stepping out the front door after giving Jason's parents a quick wave. 

"You know there was no point in lying to me, right? I'm coming to see you. Stay on the phone to me, okay?" 

"You don't need to." 

"I want to, where are you? Are you alone?" 

"I-I'm at the hospital, outside, my family can't see me like this..." 

"Just hang in there, I'll be there in a few minutes," I tried to remember the route, relying on only the memories I had of driving past it, but miraculously I saw the entrance to it not too far off after turning some corners. 

It scared me a little how I was willing to drop everything for Dean, but I couldn't complain because I wanted someone I could help and support, and I wanted to be close to someone and I wanted a best friend. Maybe this is what best friends did? Rush to their aid when they needed it? But then again, it didn't matter. This was Dean, he was more important than anyone.

"Okay Dean, I'm walking through the car park, where are you?" 

"Just standing by the entrance, I can't see you." 

"I'll be there in the minute, I can see you now," I felt my heart speed up at the sight of a short boy with mop of brunette hair, wearing casual clothes, one arm hugging himself and the other holding his phone to his ear, not facing me yet.