Jacklyn Weeping willow

Under the willow

"It's right...", Brook started and a smile appeared on his lips as he looked up to his love. "You may be a dream. But this here... It's a dream come true."

"You're such a hopeless romantic", Jack laughed and blushed at the compliment.

He was so happy being able to show his feelings towards the one he loved. But something still hold him back. He could not let go completely yet but that would come.

After a long while Jack started to relax and he began to talk. Brook rested his head on his lovers shoulder and listened closely.
While talking his hand slowly reached out to Brook. The smaller one had not changed his position and so only seconds later Jack's hand rested on his inner thigh.
Brook spied up to him whilst raising one eyebrow.
Jack grinned, he had gotten more confident now. Although his intention was innocent, Brook still gasped at Jack's action. He pulled him closer at one leg, so Brook had his legs over Jack's.

"Better."

The Irish boy nodded satisfied now that his legs weren't freezing anymore.
The warm vibration of Brook's laughter he felt on his chest heightened his feeling of security.
After Brook had wrapped his arms around the taller one's neck, his head still resting on Jack's shoulder, he continued the conversation.

They lost track of time. Caught up in words changing with the beauty of silence and sweet nothings so quietly whispered that only the one they were meant for could hear them.
By the time Jack realised his legs were slowly falling asleep, time had run quickly.

"Brook, my legs are falling asleep."

"Just like me", Brook murmured, already with a tired voice.

"Let's go home?" Jack wanted to know, remembering their original purpose although it probably had only been an excuse.

But he wasn't sure if the boys knew that.

"I am home.", the blonde boy respond and cuddled up even more to the one leaning on the stock.

Jack laughed quietly.

"Okay, maybe you're not that much of a hopeless romantic."

It took them at least ten minutes to actually get up and make their way home.
When they arrived the rest of the boys asked about their run but none of them seemed to know about Brook's actual plan.
For the first time since his first day as an official member of the band Jack could fall asleep cuddled up to his love. Never had he dreamed that one day he would spoon with Brooklyn Wyatt again. It was a dream come true.