𝐏𝐎𝐑𝐍 Θ jachary

veintiseis

the concert was over.

after the kiss of jack and zach, they had to explain that they were together leaving the whole audience, the sound team and their manager surprised.

jack and zach were sitting on a bench, in the middle of an almost deserted street, in the distance they were corbyn, jonah and daniel playing with the snow.

it was a very cold day in nebraska, so zach put an arm around jack's shoulder to give him a little warmth.

"thanks." jack said with his eyes on his three friends.

"why?" aked curious zach.

"for daring to say it, i know that it will have been hard for you."

zach smiled and grabbed jack's chin to force him to look at him. "nothing it's hard for me if you are by my side."

jack could only smile and give him a short kiss on his lips. he liked this, he liked having zach close by.

"you know what?" the little boy whispered in jack's hatred.

"what?"

"we should have an appropriate date."

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zach approached jack running. he entered the car they just rented. the two of them were already changed and ready for their big date.

they hadn't planned much since they had decided half an hour ago, but they didn't care. they just wanted to have fun.

"you were late."

"i'm sorry," said zach, pouting.

jack wasn't angry, he didn't care too much about it because everything was going well that night.

jack looked down at zach's leg. they were dressed in tight black jeans and jack couldn't think of anything else except to take them off.

"are you okay, jack?" zach asked, realizing that the curly-haired boy had been momentarily tarnished.

"yes, very well." jack turned his gaze to zach's face and noticed those rosy cheeks. "what about the greetings?"

zach smiled. he knew what he was referring to.. zach leaned down and pressed his lips to jack's cheek.

"i thought you were going to kiss me on my mouth," answered jack somewhat annoyed.

he wanted to kiss him.

zach shrugged, he was playing. "you haven't specified where did you want it."

well, everything was fine until the back door opened and someone else came into the car.

he was a blond boy.

a blond boy they both knew. corbyn besson.
"well, where are we going guys?"

zach wanted to hit him with a baseball bat but he held back, mainly because he did not have a baseball bat. "corbyn, we ..."