𝐏𝐎𝐑𝐍 Θ jachary

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zach did not understand why jack was being so good with him when zach had taken care of spoiling everything.

zach dried his tears and looked at Jack. only one small lamp was lit from the room and he could hardly see his features. zach couldn't even see the little freckles that jack had in his nose.

"this was supposed to be a romantic visit, but i think it didn't work well." zach said grimacing.

jack gave a small manly laugh. the young boy could not be more adorable.

"you... well it was very romantic when you asked me about daniel you know."

zach had noticed the sacrasm in the words of the curly-haired boy.

"sorry, i was a little jealous."

jack lay on the bed but didn't look away from zach. "well, leave the jealousy aside and lie down beside me."

zach couldn't suppress a smile and lay down next to jack. he felt nervous about having jack's body so close to his.

zach didn't know what to do.

should I act as usual or should I give him some space?

maybe jack needed some space now.

"i didn't know you were so daring to get into other people's rooms and spy on people who are in their underwear."

jack was just trying to put a little humor to the situation but zach was about to run out of the room.

"i was afraid you would leave me." he confessed zach and jack was surprised. he didn't expect that answer, they were supposed to make jokes now.

"i didn't do it for anything else if that's what you think." zach spoke again changing his position to stay little up. looking at the ceiling.

the curly-haired boy moved again, but this time it was to get closer to zach. the young boy could feel jack's breath on his neck.

zach was still on his back looking at the ceiling and thinking about what to do.

should i stay or should i go?

"i must admit that i was surprised to see you here, i didn't expect you to be here, with me, alone. i thought it was just a phase."

A phase.

fucking word. zach was hating that word like he had never hated anything.

zach's silence made the situation tense.

"that doesn't mean i wouldn't like to have you here." jack spoke again.

zach didn't know what to tell him so he just turned in the bed staying face to face with him.

zach's eyes had already become accustomed to the darkness so he could see his face, he had his eyes closed but zach knew that jack wasn't sleeping.

he looked at him closely, from his forehead, his nose, his lips, to his chin and neck. there's where jack had one of his many tattoos.