this is a gay version of miss peregrine
in need;
ship; i honestly have no fucking clue
summary; jack gilinsky has a long conversation with the quiet boy
jack gilinsky's point of view;
The trail was a deep sepia as the twins held my hands. The two were so identical it was scary. They wore leather masks to hide their faces. Yet, they knew exactly where to walk. I nervously followed them.
"Daddy will be so excited to meet you." The two said simotaniously.
I furrowed my eyebrows as I enter a blushful garden. The garden had bright green grass and silky barriers. A boy in a black shirt ran up to me. He wore lace gloves that went up his arms.
"Is this Abe's grandson? If I do say so myself, they look an awful like." The boy said, studying my body.
The two twins nodded at once.
"Ethan, Grayson, you should run along now." A large man appeared.
The twins leaned up and left a hidden kiss either cheek on my face. They giggled before grabbing each other's hands and running off.
"Hello Jack. Welcome to our home."
"Is this some type of insane asylum?" I asked, studying the boy with the gloves.
He chuckled, shaking his head.
"Let me show you around. Tea?" He asked.
A boy in a black cap handed him two cups of tea. The boy smiled at me. He was smaller than me. He walked over to me and hugged me. He lifted me off the ground, shocking me that the young boy had massive strength. He placed me down gently.
"We've been expecting you, Jack." He said.
I smile softly in confusion. I took a sip of the warm tea.
"You must be very confused. Come, let me explain."
I followed the man, sipping my tea occasionally.
"You're grandfather Abraham told you that he went to a home. For differents. His parents sent him to this home because he was different."
"They sent him to an orphanage because he was gay. His sexuality wasn't accepted."
The man went quiet before gently rolling his eyes.
"I wish to not talk about my grandfather for whatever reason you know who he is."
"Is that because he is dead? I can explain his death to you and even make sure it doesn't even happen."
I looked at the ground in silence.
"Who are you?" I ask.
"Let me show you what we are." He spoke.
I followed him back to the graceful garden. He pointed to the two twins fighting over a stuff animal. They mimicked their actions repeatedly, tugging the toy back and forth.
"You've met Ethan and Grayson." He said, ripping the animal in half.
He handed the toy equally to them. The two boys sat down together and played with it, sending a grin to my face. He point at the boy with the gloves.
"This is Matthew. He wears those gloves because he has a metallic resistance in his palms that burn at the touch. This allows him to perform activities."
"He has fire power?" I ask in disbelief.
The boy smiled and nodded at me.
"You may show him later Matthew." The man said.
