𝙛𝙧𝙚𝙚𝙙𝙤𝙢 ⚡︎𝙬𝙝𝙮 𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙬𝙚

12

"zach!" jack squeaks out. jonah snaps his head at the voice and at first he's confused. a few moments later, he's completely aware of what was happening. the tall brunette pulls out of zach before he stomps over the the younger.

"you should've kept hidden, jack. now the both of you are getting it bad." the harsh words travel to the two's ears causing whimpers to escape the curly headed boy.

first jonah throws jack onto the bed before the oldest slips on his pants and walks out the door. the two boys look at each other confused before zach let's out an angry sigh.

"jack! why did you come out?! i had it completely under control!" the younger groaned angrily.

"i-i'm sorry! i thought y-you were i-in pain! i h-heard so many n-noises i-" the boy broke down in sobs. this was all his fault. everything. if he didn't want a late-night trip to the park a few weeks ago, the two wouldn't be here now. if jack would have payed attention to the breakfast from a few days ago, zach wouldn't have gotten punished. if he didn't get aroused by his two kidnappers, then zach wouldn't have gotten in trouble. if he would have stayed hidden in the bathroom, they wouldn't be in this mess now.

at this point jack was uncontrollably sobbing into zach's arms. the younger tried to calm him down, but nothing was working. he rubbed his back, played with his hair, rocked the two back and forth, whispered calming words into the boy's ear. nothing was working. it's as if he was having a total life breakdown, and nothing could make him feel better.

after a few more minutes, the bedroom door opened back up and in came a concerned daniel, followed by the others.

"no!" zach shouted, "y-you can't! he's so upset right now! it will tear him apart!" daniel didn't listen to a word the young boy said, and instead he pulled the curly boy out of the other's arms and into a comforting hug.

jack absentmindedly wrapped his legs around daniel's waist and arms around his neck. he trusted the tall man. he knew he wouldn't hurt him. the boy kept crying into the older's shoulder as he rocked them side to side.

"what's wrong, buddy? tell me what's wrong." the ocean eyed boy cooed into his ear. in attempt to explain his distress, jack started to hyperventilate.

"shh, baby, it's okay, it's okay." daniel spoke softly once again, now bouncing as if jack actually was a baby. "i'm going to take him out for a bit. we'll be back soon."

when the two successfully walked into daniel's quiet bedroom, they sat against the headboard of the bed. jack still had his entire body attached to the older, countless sobs leaving his lips. the brunette just held the younger tight in concerned confusion.

"baby boy, talk to me. what's the matter, baby?" daniel cooed.

"i-i a-am th-the p-prob-blem a-and i-it's m-my f-fault a-and-" the curly boy sobbed, the other barely understanding a thing.

"angel, i can't understand you. i need you to take some deep breaths with me, okay? follow my breathing." the blue eyed boy instructs. soon after their breathing has synchronized and jack only had a few tears left falling.

"are you ready to tell me why you were crying, love?" daniel asked carefully, earning a slow nod in return.

"i-it's my fault that zachy and i are here and in trouble a-and it's my fault that zachy gets p-punished and i-i'm a baby cause i-i cry a-a l-lot-" the boy explained slipping back into his panicked state.

"shh," the brunette cooed. "you're okay, love. you're not a baby and this isn't your fault, okay? i don't want to hear you say that again, alright?" the boy merely nodded his head before placing it back into the crook of the older's neck.

"why don't you take a nap, babe. you need some rest after all that." daniel said.

"b-but zach!" jack argued.

"shh, he'll be fine, okay, love? it's alright now." the older cooed as he watched the boy slowly drift off into a peaceful sleep.

a/n: 725 words bitch