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Internet friends - Jacklyn

One, thanks for 100+ followers, that's really awesome!

Two, I was just thinking...even if none of the boys are dating, how adorable would it be to hear them saying goodnight, love you to each other? Just...think about that.

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"Here we are, my humble abode," I say.

He laughs. "Finally. After so long." There's a smile on his face as I lead him in, quietly closing the door behind him. He looks around the flat slowly, taking it all in. I've been cleaning ever since I found out he was coming, so it's actually tidy for once. I grin at the fact that he's here. After so long.

I take his jacket from him and he thanks me, starting to look a little awkward.

"Jack, this house is yours too. Don't worry. No matter what your habits are, the good and the bad, I don't care. You know that."

We both laugh a little nervously and we head into the living room and I've set out blankets along the backs of the sofa and plush chairs. It's quite nice having a clean place.

Jack looks to me and smiles. "This is a really nice flat you have," he muses. I nod.

"Yeah, it's a nice place, isn't it." I pull him down onto the smaller sofa and we laugh again. Somehow, we're already comfortable with each other, even having met in person only an hour ago.

"Want to watch a movie?" I ask. He nods.

"That would be nice. What do you have?"

"Is Guardians of the Galaxy good?" I wonder aloud. I look back to him and he's nodding.

"Yeah, I like that one." I start to set it up in my computer, connecting it to the television. When it's up, I clap once.

I sit back down on the sofa, pulling a blanket down off the back. I throw it over both of us, trying to hold back a little laugh. I just can't believe that we're here. Together.

We're huddled together, leaning into each other and unable to wipe the smiles off of our faces as we watch the movie. I sneak a few little peeks at him out of the corner of my eye. He's clearly very into the film, focussing wholeheartedly on it. It's still just after midday, so it's a little brighter than I'd have liked it, but it's nice. I can feel Jack's body pressing into mine and I can't help myself but to thread my fingers between his.

The moment I do, he squeezes it and looks at me. There's a small smile on his face.

"This is nice," he whispers.

I bite my lip. "Definitely."

We watch different movies for the rest of the day, taking a brief break to make pasta for dinner. Jack sits back and watches me do it. I'd also baked brownies this morning to try to impress him. I'd decided to make some yesterday in case they didn't turn out, and I'd know better how to do them today. Yesterday's batch was already gone, something I didn't plan on telling Jack.

And yet, as we sit side by side on the sofa and he chews the brownie, he closes his eyes and moans softly. I laugh a little and shove his shoulder
gently.

"What?" I ask, amusement in my voice.

"That is so good," he whispers. "Ever made them before?" I blush a little, laughing internally.

"Only once," I answer. He looks surprised.

"Wow." He takes another small bite. "Mmm." I can't help but bury my face into his shoulder. He's adorable.