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6

Jackson

I stood there shaking in my own frustration while there was the tapping of rain. No wait, that was my foot tapping.

The idea of killing someone at this very moment sounded very appealing. Well, this damn director can get a punch to the nose.

"ehhh I'm not sure Jackson." He says as he watches and then rewatches the 15-minute segment that I have spent days putting together.

Its been a couple of days since the movie night with Flynn and I promised him I wouldn't disappear right off the bat like the last time. Jesus I hated myself for doing that. I wanted to get it all over and done with so I could spend some time with him. I thought that I would be able to pull through without any distractions, but I needed that distraction.

Flynn didn't say that it made him a little upset but I could see it on his face.

My self-control is wavering day by day and I'm scared that I might do something to him that will cross the line or scare him. I care a lot about him.

But I'm pulling through, I just need to get this day over and done with.

I was really in a foul mood today, but its Flynn's birthday is in a week and I haven't really had any time to buy him a gift. its already been a month and a half huh?

"Jackson," I could hear the old manager say, snapping me out of my trans and I saw Eliot give me a sympathetic look.

I've gotten to know Eliot and Felix, they are an interesting pair and I've asked numerous times on how they met but the two times that I have asked they changed the subject so I just stopped asking. I didn't want to be rude.

Not going to lie though, the first couple of days when I got to know Felix, I was a little intimidated by him. He's tall and broad, taller than me, he's a lot older than me too but we are becoming friends.

I knew that I wanted to introduce Flynn to Eliot. They would be great friends.

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I knocked on the door unnecessarily hard, I think I banged on the door. Although, soon it opened hesitantly just a smidge and half of Flynn's little face peeped around from the door. He sighed, "phew, thank god I thought it was an angry neighbor again." He said opening the door fully.

"The neighbors come banging on your door?" I frown, how could anyone be angry at him.

I sigh pinching the bridge of my nose. "sorry, just having a bad day." I say

"oh, well do you want to come in for some tea?" he asks gently and a small greatful smile molds into my face

Hearing his soft voice and seeing that gentle smile has my stress rolling off my back. "that would be perfect," I say.

Flynn steps aside to let me in, he makes me sit down on his couch and hands me a cup of warm tea.

He hums "is-is there anything I can do?" He squeaks

I stay silent for a moment to think,

"No," I say "just sit and cuddle with me." I bonk the side of his head lightly with mine and he giggles, somehow finding this scenario amusing. "Oi," I tut "what's so funny?" I ask

He giggles again "nothing, I just think it's cute how a big buff guy is such a big softie."

I didn't say anything, there wasn't anything that needed to be said. Besides, I don't know what to say. Sitting here with Flynn put me in a calm mood, hes so sweet and patient, so gentle too. I want to see his cute pearly smile and hear his giggles. I love how his eyes turn into half-moons when he smiles.