✈ jack ✈
"waste the day and spend the night"
-two hours before we fell apart, dani and i were on the high of our lives. his hands graced my skin and succumbed to his touch.
"dani, ple-ase," i whimpered. my voice was already hoarse, but i just needed this, i was almost there.
"just a little more, baby," daniel whispered as he tenderly nipped at my bare skin.
i gasped one last time before it hit me and knocked me off my feet. i calmed down and rested peacefully in daniel's arms before feeling dirty.
"i'm gonna go take a shower," i murmur through the warmth of our sheets.
"can i come with you?" daniel asks, i could feel his smile through the blankets.
i felt my cheeks flush. "no," i said i uncovered myself from the sheets, letting the cool air frost my skin.
daniel wrapped his arms around my waist. "why?" his lips brushing my back. "because," i replied, my face getting redder by the second.
i moved from my spot on the bed to the fuzz of the carpet. a twinge in my hips and thighs reminded me that i didn't go unscathed.
he smirked before laying back down on the covers. i quickly tied a towel around my waist and walked to the shower. i flipped the faucet on and let the warm water flush away my troubles.
when i stepped out, i noticed the presents dani left for me. they decorated my skin like tattoos.
"how am i going to cover this up?" i groan. hickeys coated my neck and jawline, this would be nearly impossible to make them invisible.
i quit stressing over it and just slipped on some clothes. as i stepped out of the chilling tile to the carpet, i felt that same piqued ache when i walked. daniel was on his way to the bathroom when he stopped to envelope me in his arms.
"does it hurt?" he asked as he massaged my hips. "yeah," i reply, smothing myself on him. "sorry," he responds.
i keep silent, bathing myself in the sweet semsation of daniel's hands rubbing my waist, and the warmth he emitted. suddenly, it stopped and daniel drew away from me.
"i need to go bathe, jack," he smiled. "i'll continue later, okay?"
i slowly treaded to the bed and momentarily recoiled being the germophobe i am but then realized they were clean.
thanks, dani.
i rested in the comfort of the bed until daniel laid next to me. i proped myself up and sat in between his legs.
daniel laughed. "ready for round two?" my face heated up. "no,"
daniel rubbed my sides accordingly while basking in my embarrassment.
"a little lower, please," i squeaked out.
daniel snickered and did circles on the crease between my thighs and hips. i shifted a little bit to the right to give him better access. i sighed in relief as tension gave way to the strained muscles.
leaning back into daniel, i relished the serene atmosphere. soon, i heard my stomach growl.
"i'm gonna go eat, dani," i yawn. "be right back,"
i tried to go in for a kiss, but daniel ducked and pecked me on the head.
"bye princess," he grins. i avert my eyes and go on my merry way.
as i left the room, my mood flip-flopped. i opened my mouth to say hi but shut it because he didn't deserve it. he didn't deserve my paitence and time.
"jack, wait," zach called out, love and concern laced his voice but i didn't want any of it.
he reached out for my wrist but i yanked it away. "don't talk to me, zachary," i seethe, but remembering the heart-warming moments dani and i just shared, i added on. "i'm happy,"
zach stopped dead in his tracks and stared lifelessly at me. i glared back and ridiculed him for being so damn stubborn. why couldn't he move on and find some other boy to crush on?
i huffed and took out some blueberry cream cheese and two slices of bread. i spread the cream and put the sandwhich together. i sat down feeling a prickly sensation in my back.
"stop staring, it's making me uncomfortable," i snap. i heard a scuffle of feet and then to barely audible sound of someone settling into the couch.
then, the door creaked. i thought zach left, but instead, i was met with a pair of fiery blue eyes that looked nothing like my lover's.
"what the hell, jack," corbyn bitterly spat. i kept on chewing, pretending i didn't know what he was talking about. "jack, answer me,"
i looked up in spite of myself to catch a pair of eyes that were foreign to me. "why didn't you guys leave the damn band if you're dating?" corbyn hissed, his vemon seeping into the veins of my heart.
"why don't you leave the band if you're not fucking comfortable?" i retort.
"do you really think that's gonna happen, jack?" my name sounded like a curse coming from his lips. "more than half the population is homophobic and fans are gonna be pissed at you because guess what?"
corbyn expected me to answer. to answer the shitty question that was a monster biting into my skin and ripping away the flesh.
"the fans are homophobes, the internet is homophobic, and fucking society is homophobic,"
i dropped my sandwhich as tears sprang to my eyes and poured onto the very same table where planned our career and said we were gonna make it together. seconds later, daniel's voice caught up with my ears.
"what the fuck is your problem!"
by then, corbyn left the room and i was a sobbing mess by the table. my hips hurt, my heart hurt, everything hurt.
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you know that interview where they said jack lost his voice? maybe it was because he was screaming daniel's name XD[not trying to spread a rumor, just a conspiracy theory]
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