Hearts of a Kind (Ticci Toby X Eyeless Jack)

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   A cool crisp breeze blew through the open window in Toby and Jack's room. Toby thrashed in his blankets, trying to stay warm. Hadn't that window been closed when he went to bed? He groaned angrily, he hated the cold, mainly when he was just waking up. He had no clue what time it was. He didn't care. It was his day off. He could get up whenever he wanted. Cook whatever he pleased. He loved his days off. He smiled tiredly, refusing to leave the comfort of his bed.
He cracked one eye open, looking across the room at Jack. The boy was sitting up, leaning over, his arms on his thighs. It looked as though he had just gotten up. He watched the cannibal stretch. He heard tons of bones pop. He wasn't sure which ones had popped, but it all sounded painful. Though the young man smiled, groaning. He got up, walking to his dresser. Digging through it he pulled out a white tank top and a pair of black sweatpants. It wasn't often Jack actually dressed leisurely.
   Jack placed the clothes on top of his dresser as he began to in unbutton his jeans. Toby blinked tiredly, forgetting the fact that he was starring. Jack's jeans hit the floor with a soft thud. He reached for his pants and stopped. He turned his head to look at Toby, who was starring at Jack without really any interest. Toby had been too tired the previous night to actually notice how masculine Jack actually was. He could probably out best anyone in the mansion. He was slim with just the slightest hint of an eight pack. Toby gawked for a moment, a little jealous, until he realized Jack was still looking at him.
Toby's face began to heat up, as though it were on fire. He slammed his eyes shut, covering his face with the blanket. He didn't like Jack in a romantic way, but to be caught starring like that... What if Jack thought he was just gawking at him? He would never believe Toby if he told him the truth! He made an embarrassed noise. He could still feel Jack starring at him. Gosh had he screwed up!
Though Jack was a little embarrassed he was also screaming with joy on the inside. Toby had been starring at him! Toby had been watching him! How could he not be happy!? He turned back around as a large smile broke out into his face. He grabbed his pants and slipped them on, his heart still fluttering his chest. He grabbed his tank top and looked over his shoulder at Toby, who was curled up under his blanket. Jack held back a chuckle.
He slipped on the shirt while looking around the room. He sighed at the mess he had made. Blood was all over the floor. He walked to the closet. This happened often so Jack had put a bucket and mop in the closet. He got it out, leaving the mop against the wall, he went to the bathroom to fill up the bucket. He put it in the tub, starting the water and left to get some soap.
   He glanced at Toby who was still under the blankets. He rolled his head chuckling softly.
   "Rise and shine Tobes, I can take a pretty good guess you're wide awake now." He jokes.
   The younger boy made another embarrassed noise. He tightened the blanket around his head, trying to stay concealed. Jack sighed. He went back to the closet getting a bottle of soap. He went back to the bathroom and put some in the bucket. When he believed he had the right amount he put the soap back.
Toby was still curled in a little ball. Jack blinked a few times before walking over. Grabbing the lower half of the blanket he pulled it up as much as possible. Toby gave somewhat quiet embarrassed scream. As well as whining because of the cold. Jack couldn't help but laugh.
"Stop being a baby! You weren't the one who was almost naked!" He said with a smirk. Toby only screamed in embarrassment.
Jack grabbed the younger boy's ankles and started to drag him out of the bed. Toby thrashed about, trying to stay in bed. Jack grinned as he quickly grabbed the waistband of Toby's jeans, completely pulling the squirming proxy out of bed. Not expecting it to be as easy as it was, Jack fell back, taking Toby with him.
They crashed to the ground with a loud bang. They both got the breath knocked out of them. They held still trying to draw air into their lungs. When they finally did Toby sat up, placing a hand on the larger male's chest. Jack looked up at him, propping himself up on his forearms, a mischievous grin playing on his lips.
"What're you so h-happy about?" Toby asked with a little heat.
"You look like a f*cking tomato, Toby." Jack laughed.
Toby shoved Jack back down. "Shut up!" He growled, though his face did feel extremely hot.
Jack laughed. "Please get off! You're crushing my pelvis!" Jack said as he pretended to wipe a tear from his eye.
"Well may... pelvis?" Toby cocked his head and glanced down. He suddenly felt like people should make a movie about him called Fifty Shades of Red. He quickly scrambled off of the laughing cannibal. Toby curled up in a little ball on the floor. "F*ck you! F*ck me! F-F*ck that! F*ck this morning!" Toby ranted.
Jack grinned as he leaned up. "Why would you want to f*ck the morning?" He joked.
"Aren't you filling something up?" Toby asked while shooting Jack a glare.
Jack quickly got up. "Shoot, that's right!" He said as he ran to the bathroom, turning off the bathtub faucet. The bucket was almost completely full. He gave a sigh of relief as he pulled it out of the tub and pushed it into the bedroom. Toby was up now, getting out his own clothes. A purple V-neck and a baggy pair of jeans.
"Do those even fit you?" Jack chuckled while getting the mop.
"They're more comfortable than y-your skin tight jeans." Toby replied.
Jack shook his head grinning as he went to cleaning. He watched Toby undress himself out of the corner of his eye. His body was a milky white... So gorgeously soft looking. He felt himself smirking as the boy stripped down to nothing but his boxers. He looked him up and down as he continued mopping up the blood. As he starred at Toby he couldn't help but blush at the thoughts that ran through his mind. He shook his head, trying to clear them. A few demons sniggered at his thoughts.
   Dirty little Jacky!
   Someone definitely likes Toby! Maybe a little too much!
   Careful, Toby's still in the room!
   Shut up, Jack thought angrily. They all laughed but didn't speak. His face was quite hot now and he made sure Toby couldn't see it. After Toby got dressed he walked over to Jack, tapping his shoulder.
   "Y-Yes?" Jack asked, not turning his head.
   "Is there anything I can do?" Toby asked, trying to see Jack's face.
   "Sure, there's a sponge in the closet. Top shelf." He added quickly, almost in a hurried tone.
   Toby nodded as he walked over to the closet. Man was Jack acting off. Toby looked up at the top shelf. Standing on his tip toes, he groped around for the sponge. Geez, he felt so short. He searched the entire area but found nothing.
   "Where the heck is the s-sponge Jack?" Toby asked while looking over his shoulder at the cannibal.
   Jack looked at Toby, his cheeks still tinted with blush. "It's in the very back corner." Jack answered.
   Toby flushed slightly. "Can I have a stool or something?" He asked looking down. He hated asking for things because of how short he was.
   Jack sighed, smiling softly. He walked over to Toby, noticing how unhappy he was. He gently wrapped his arms around Toby's waist from behind and lifted him. Toby's face went beet red as he looked at Jack, who had a friendly grin on his face. Toby quickly reached into the back, grabbing the sponge.
   "O-Okay you can p-put me down!" He said, his voice a little higher in pitch.
   Jack chuckled before dropping him. He had just held Toby! He loved it so much! He loved having Toby near him. He grinned down at the boy who seemed horribly flustered now.
   "Let's get to work." Jack said as he turned around.
   Toby nodded slowly as he dipped the sponge in the bucket. He got down on his knees and began scrubbing up the blood. He was very uncomfortable with needing help reaching things but that... That was the most embarrassing moment of his entire life! Most of the time people would just laugh at him. He hadn't ever actually been helped. Let alone picked up! He swallowed as he continued scrubbing. Was Jack purposely embarrassing him? But why would he do that? He sighed quietly, what was going on anymore?
Jack glanced over at Toby raising a brow. He had a weird look on his face. Jack slowly went closer to Toby, still mopping up blood. Gosh he looked hot. Jack swallowed, trying to kick the thought out of his head. I was hoping I'd be over Toby soon... Why do I still yearn to be with him? He looked away from Toby and out the window. He had opened it earlier to try and wake himself up. He guessed it was about nine or ten. He yelped as he felt something hit him in the back of the head. He quickly turned to see Toby trying to suppress his laughter, failing miserably. On the ground laid the sponge Toby had been using to clean.
   "You little *sshole!" Jack laughed.
   Toby grinned. "That's for dragging me out of bed!"
   Jack smirked as he pressed the mop against Toby's chest. He quickly pushed the boy on his back, the water in the mop soaking Toby's shirt. Toby's squirmed as his shirt got wet. He highly disliked getting wet when he was dressed.
"Jack! Cut it out!" He laughed as he began to try and push the mop away.
"You're not even trying!" Jack said as he leaned on the mop. "Come on, you almost crushed me! You can get this mop off of ya!"
"But it's my day off! I don't want to use my muscles!" Toby whined.
   Jack leaned on the mop smirking. He had no intention of removing it unless Toby pushed it off. It was his way of saying, I don't care if it's your day off, you're working. He closed his eyes, chuckling as Toby weakly tried to move it. He yawned, about to say something snarky but, instead, yelped as Toby quickly pushed the mop off. Jack fell on top of the young male, thankfully throwing his arms out so that his hands collided with the floor, keeping him and Toby from knocking the breath out of each other once again. Jack felt his heart rate pick up as he looked down at Toby. He knew he needed to get up. He knew he needed to move away. But all his muscles seemed to have frozen up on him.
Toby starred back up into Jack's eye sockets. He really wished Jack still had a pair of eyes, it would be way less terrifying. He could feel his ears heating up as Jack didn't move away. He swallowed a few times, his tongue felt swollen and his throat dry. He took a few deep breaths.
"Uh... Jack? You there b-buddy?" He asked as he twitched, his head accidentally hitting Jack's arm.
Jack's muscles suddenly began to work again. He quickly climbed off of Toby, his face flushing. I should really get my mask, Jack thought, hide my face and emotions. Toby got up, dusting off his back. He plucked at his wet shirt. Jack bit his lower lip as he watched the shirt cling to Toby's chest. Man do I have problems, he thought to himself.
Toby sighed softly. "Oh well, its still clean." He chuckled.
Jack smiled, glad that Toby wasn't upset. He picked up the mop, beginning to mop up the blood again. Toby watched him. Jack moved his body as if he were dancing. Toby was green with envy. Jack was by far the most perfect person, body wise. He was quick. He was slick. He was masculine. If Clockwork were just finding a guy for looks... Jack would be it. Toby could only wish to look like Jack. The only thing displeasing about his looks was that gray, almost dead looking colored skin. Though... It seemed to fit him quite well. It almost made him look even better. Toby was pail. Slim. Clumsy because of his ticks. He wasn't even cute compared to Jack, in his own mind. If he were set on making himself good looking, Jack would be his idol.
Jack had the feeling that he was being starred at again. He chose to ignore it as he continued mopping. He liked Toby starring at him. Of course, he highly doubted Toby had a crush on him. Why would he? He was a short tempered man who had the weirdest f *cking humor. He was disgusting, mainly because of his eating habits. Toby was kind, funny... Adorable as all h*ll, cute, Jack smiled softly as he thought about the boy. He was so happy he was chosen to share a room with Toby now! He soon heard the slosh of water as Toby dipped the sponge back in the bucket.
   He didn't know why, but he just knew today was going to be great.