The Flip Side

Chapter 19.5

Prepare for feels.
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--= Nobody's + POV =--

The floors did not creak with the weight that was pressed on top of them, and the curtains did not move as he had hopped through the window. He stared at the two, an emotionless expression poised on his face as he reached into his pocket and lifted up the device he was going to use.

Aiming it at the right angle, his eyes narrowed, and with one hundred percent concentration he tapped the button on the phone and took the photo of the two midgets cuddling with one another.

The noise of a click being heard through the room, Felix's stomach leapt up inside of his chest to see Jack's piercing green eyes glaring at him from the bed. They lit up in the dark, and were probably brighter than the flash Felix had also forgotten to turn off. The plan wasn't entirely well planned to be ironic.

Before Felix could even blink once more, Jack was standing in front of him, his eyes a menacing green and as soon as Felix opened his mouth Jack shut it up by pinching Felix's lips with his fingers.

"Ow." Felix whined. Rubbing his hand over his mouth, Jack just motioned for Felix to follow him and with one last smile towards Mark, he waddled tiredly over to where Jack turned around and glared.

"Felix, ta fuck are ye doin in my house?!" Jack whispered. His voice strained Felix knew for a fact if Mark wasn't asleep Jack's voice would've slammed him onto the wall. Not sexually of course, Jack didn't seem to appreciate him in that way.

"I was walking along and thought it would be a good night to hop through your friend's window and see if they're alright. And your house?"Felix mused. Jack narrowing his eyes at Felix, the room seemed to chill so Felix cut his crap.

"I wanted to borrow a pillow and your couch."

"Why?"

"Sleepover dummy."

".... Ye broke into my fockin' house, to have a sleepover on dat shite couch?" Jack questioned. The accent thickened the quieter and more serious or angry his voice had gotten. Felix not seeing anything dangerous about the response, he nodded enthusiastically.

Jack glaring for what felt like years, the green in his eyes dismissed itself and he paced over to the bathroom muttering curses in Swedish knowing very well that Felix would understand him.

Shoving the heap of blankets and pillows he had collected, he dumped them onto the couch and went to turn to Felix who had gladly leapt into the pile with ease.

"Don't fockin' bother me again." Jack pivoting on his heal and making it down the hallway, Felix spoke up louder than a whisper this time and when Jack once more turned to shush him, he saw a shy, almost pitiful Felix gazing at him.

"Jack wait." His arms spreading out wide into a gesture for a hug, Felix's mouth twisted into a sickening grin as the question was asked.

"Cuddle me?"

"Fock off!" Jack shrieked. His hands slapping over his mouth, he worriedly glanced towards the room he and Mark shared, and realising there was no noise other than some shuffling, Jack calmed down a slight bit and stared at Felix.

"Night Felix." Felix waving his arm above his head, the other one patted down all the blankets and pillows he wanted. It was the best spot in the house for him!

"Love youuu!" Closest place to the TV, the poptarts, a socket to plug in his charger. AND, if Mark and Jack decided to have sex, he wouldn't hear it!

What a wonderful sleepover!

"Arse hat!"