Setting: the guys were in their hotel room in Dallas it was after their Magcon performance and they were getting ready to go out. The guys had all gone out but jack and jack they were the last ones getting ready.
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Jack J pov-
"dude com'n let's go we're going to be late" I say as I lay on my hotel bed looking through pictures I'm tagged in on Instagram. I was laying there thinking about so manny things, crazy thoughts ran through my mind. Odd thoughts that scared me yet made me feel satisfaction in a way. I was thinking about me and jack, our friendship and how we've gotten this far together. It made me happy. But the strangest thing was how jack just kept crossing my mind even though he was right here in this room with me, I kept thinking about him and "us" and what I meant to him. I wasn't quite sure as to why he had been going through my mind this whole week. Just the though of him made me feel weird inside. I didn't know why all these thoughts and 'emotions' dare I say, where going through my mind. "alright hold on let me just throw on these pants and I'm good" I heard him yell out toward me. "OKAY"!! I yell back at him. I heard him ruffling around and then he yells "Johnson can you get me a pair of pants in here plzzz? I forgot to get some??" "Alright hold on." I say, I then get up to look for his pants. Where'd you leave them???" I ask."I didn't get any out so just get me any pair out of my suitcase." He says. "alright" I yell towards him. as I'm going through his suitcase to find him his khaki pants, I know he said to get him which ever pair but I know these are like his go to pair, I come across one of my shirts and it was odd at first but I don't assume anything and just ask him why he had it.
Jack g's pov
"Jack, why do you have my shirt in your suitcase?!" I hear jack ask. Oh shit 'the shirt' he left that shirt at my house the last time we had a sleepover it was a while ago. I always try and give it back to him but I always forget. I still remember that night as if it happened yeterday. He had came over to my house we were gonna just hang out like always but we started to play around and make vines and we were just having a fun time, just "us" two and so he asked if he could spend the night and of coarse I said "for sure man" so he called his mom to let her know and then we decided we needed to go all out and went to the nearest gas station and bought snacks and drinks. We then returned to the house, and went up to my room right away. We played video games for a while and then we decided on watching some Netflix on my laptop. I put Breaking Bad on and we watched about three hours of that. Then I noticed jack was getting sleepy because he was falling asleep on my shoulder,so I said that we should get some sleep. We both laid in my bed facing away from each other and soon jack was asleep. I couldn't sleep that night we'd always had sleepovers and usually ended up sleeping on the same bed, but this time around things were different. I felt awkward next to him. I really couldn't sleep so I got on my phone, but I heard him ruffling around and then he turned to face my back. I don't know why but I had the urge to pull him closer to me, but of coarse I didn't so I turned to face him. He was sleeping so peacefully it was hard for me to take my eyes off of him. I watched him sleep for a couple of minuets but then he turned back around his back now facing my face. I then started drifting and soon fell asleep. I woke up a few hours later it was still dark out. Jacks body was pushed up against mine and my right arm was resting on his hip and my left hand was under his shoulder, and his shirt was off witch was even more supprising. I freaked out at what I was doing and got up to go to the restroom. I looked at myself in the mirror and washed my face I then went back into my room and saw that the shirt was on the floor and I figured he just got hot and took it off but I still felt awkward about what I had woke up to. I went back to my room I didn't know why but I wanted to lay back down and hold him again, but I didn't want him to feel weird so I laid back down facing away from him and fell back to sleep. The next morning he woke up acting frantically saying that he "forgot he had 'stuff' to do" and left throwing on his sweatshirt and leaving his under shirt on my floor. "oh, hahaha" I say nervously chuckling. "You left it at my house last week, remember when you ran out in the morning cuz you had shit to do?" I say back. " oh yeah I forgot, that I took it off and left it there" He hands me my jeans and then takes of the shirt he's wearing to slip on the one he found in my suitcase.
