A Pet To Keep

Transitional Period Pt : 1

Jack wakes in the strange way that anyone who is use to waking to an alarm clock does when they manage to wake up a few minutes before the alarm. Mildly confused, and debating if they should go back to sleep for those last 20 minutes? He stretches his legs out, feeling his back pop as he uncurls him self from a sort of spooning fetal position.

Sitting up he see's Kurt on the other side of the bed laying on his back, one arm over his bare chest and the other being held like a teddy by Jay. Jack rubs at his own bare chest and the bit of hair there for a moment, wondering when Jay had choose to join them last night. Jack first shuts off the clock before it can ring, then reaches under the covers, patting at Jay's bottom to check him.

Jack leans over and kisses Jay's head, a hand going to Kurt's cheek and rubbing at the scruff. "Morning," He says as both start to groan and shift about.

Kurt covers his face with his free hand as he tugs his other arm away from Jay. Jack free's Kurt by taking Jay under both his arms and pulling the boy into his lap. "Wakey wakey." 

Jay doesn't take much to wake, he is a morning person. The pet cuddles into Jack as he takes in deep breaths and blinks his eyes.

"Who's up for a nice shower?" 

Kurt raises his hand, still covering his eyes and only grumbling. 

Jack leans over and high fives him, grinning. "How about you?" He looks to Jay.

Jay sits up on his own now and shifts, clearly uncomfortable with his wet diaper.  "Change."

"Yeah, Change and shower." Jack agrees. Jack helps Jay to his feet and the boy heads for the bathroom unprompted, ready to get the wetness off him. 

Kurt slowly sits up now, looking at Jack with heavy nearly awake eyes. "Morn."

"Morning," Jack leans over and kisses the side of Kurt's mouth. "Come on. I splurged and bought the really nice smelling shampoo from Lush." 

"Mmmm. Yeah," Kurt smiles now, and gets out of bed. 

Jack takes a moment to watch Kurt. The lean man does some stretching and twisting his back, working sleepy muscles. His pale skin was home to vibrant floral tattoos.  A thicket of yellow and orange dandy lions grew from the top of his spine and over his right shoulder. Jack hadn't known about the tattoos for nearly year of knowing Kurt. But the first time he had seen it a heated make out session had been broken as Kurt had given a passionate speech about the classist origins of lawns. Jack had honestly loved watching Kurt huff and puff and get pink in the face as he talked about Ye Old Europe. 

"How are you the last one out of bed?" Kurt looks over at Jack, lips curling into a coy smile.

Jack hops up, stretching up onto his toes and reaching for the ceiling. 

"Jack," Jay snaps from the bathroom. "Change!" 

Jack quickly goes to help Jay. "Yeah bud, I'm coming." He finds Jay laying on the changing bench and scowling back at him with his sleep shirt already discarded to the hamper. "You could have taken it off by yourself, we're just gonna have a shower," Jack says as he helps Jay out of his diaper, tying it off in a plastic sack and tossing it. 

Behind them Kurt is in the shower cabinet, adjusting temperature and turning on the shower speaker that  rests on the ledge. 

Everyone piles inside, listening to soft instrumental music. It was stuff Kurt was into, and Jack wasn't really familiar with, but it was nice and cheery. 

The air grows steamy and heavy with minty smells as Jack and Kurt wash themselves with the vibrant blue soap. Jay is busy with shower crayons and doodling colorful, slowly dripping designs into the lime stone tile walls.