Lullabies (Hoodie x E.Jack)

8

It was already noon and nether of them know what to do with the rest of the day. They decided to just talk at the table. They went back and fourth telling different stories and sharing their opinions on subjects for a time.

Hoodie was laughing about something as he stood up, pushing against the table. Once he was standing he jerked and groaned and sat down again.

"What's wrong?" Jack asked quickly with concern. Hoodie shook his head and laughed. "The mission kicked my ass is all. Actually, a chair did."

"What?!" Jack said shocked and quickly got up. Going around the table he stood next to Hoodie and grabbed his hand, trying to look him over as best he could. Hoodie laughed and couldn't help but beam. "Jack I'm fine, I've gotten into a fight before."

"You got into a fight! You should have told me, is there anything I can do?"

"It's fine it's fine, I already patched myself up."

Pulling the proxy to his feet Jack forced him to follow. Taking him to the bathroom the cannibal got down his medical kit and laid it on the counter to dig through. Hoodie shook his head and laughed. "You're over reacting Jack."

"Maybe I wouldn't be if you'd learn how to take care of your wounds properly hm?" Hoodie snorted amused and took of his sweatshirt.

Taking out a clear ointment and some bandaged Jack turned around to see Hoodie setting down his shirt. Not thinking to much into it he asked where the wounds were.

Hoodie felt self-conscious standing in front of Jack with no shirt but did his best to pretend not to be. "On my back, mostly anyways." Jack nodded and Hoodie spun around, trying hard to not have the jitters. A shiver ran down his spine and a tingle ran through him when the tips of Jack's fingers touched and slid across his back, looking for the wounds.

Finding a poorly wrapped spot Jack took off the bandaid and squeezed a little bit of lotion on his fingertips. He began rubbing it in as gently as he could, but knew it still stung by Hoodie's flinch.

"Sorry,."

"Needs to be done."

By the time Jack found all the wounds Hoodie was breathing heavy and his back sort of burned.

"Do you have anymore that you're not telling me about?" Jack asked throwing away all the extra papers and seals.

Hoodie shrugged and grabbed his shirt. "Well, I have one in my mouth but that's kinda hard to patch up so don't worry about it." Jack turned and felt himself blush some. "What cheek?" After getting into his shirt Hoodie pointed at his cheek. "This one. But like I said theirs not much you can do for a cut like that I assume." Jack fumbled with the medical kit. "There's one thing,.." The proxy look at him and couldn't help but study him. "And that is..?"

Not looking directly at Hoodie, Jack walked over and gave him a soft kiss on the cheek with the cut on the other side. Pulling back bashfully he held his fingers. "I-I'm allowed to do that, right?" Hoodie tried not squirming because of Jack's cuteness. He laughed and Jack went back to reorganizing the medical kit, even more red faced.

Hoodie smirked and adored Jack a moment before responding. "Of course you're allowed to do that. Have you not dated before?" Opening up the top cupboard Jack put away his medical kit. "No," he said in a small voice.

"No!?" Hoodie was surprised. The cannibal has lived longer then him, how could he not? "Why not?" Jack shrugged and walked out the door, and back to the kitchen.

"Why not?" Hoodie asked again, taking his seat across from Jack. "I didn't trust myself to, and,... Don't know how." The cannibal said rather uncomfortable and low. Hoodie tried not giggling but couldn't help it.