All Time Slash - Fireworks. (Jalex FanFic)

Chapter 28

Isobel longed to take a picture of the two boys lying together on Alex’s bed. The way their bodies slotted together perfectly with Jack’s head nuzzled against the gap between Alex’s shoulder and neck, and their legs entwined, it was simply adorable.

Of course, she didn’t expect anything less, she’d figured out a while back how much Jack meant to her son. Perhaps it was hearing him cry into his pillow before he fell asleep at night, or even as he slept when she could hear him moan and whimper the American boy’s name.

And she knew when Jack had re-entered Alex’s life, because as she’d told the other boy, she’d never seen a smile so bright.

He never went a day without talking about Jack though, either. It was always, “Jack would find this so funny...” if they were watching a comedy on the television, or, “Jack would love this as a present.” if they were out shopping.

And though Peter couldn’t see it, Isobel noticed the glint in Alex’s sad eyes whenever he mentioned the boy’s name. She knew, because that was the same look that was spread across her face when she first met her husband.

Isobel had never expected Alex to be interested in other males, though it was not a surprise when she realised his feelings towards the other boy. Alex rarely brought home anybody, let alone a girl. He rarely showed interest to female celebrities, either. She had begun to assume that Alex might just be at a stage in his life when he’s not interested in anything, but then when she first saw Jack sitting in the living room, she had a gut feeling that he was special.

She was thrilled that Alex seemed to have a good choice at choosing a partner, because Jack was ever so lovely, and always such a polite young man whenever they shared a conversation. Isobel barely knew the boy, yet she would gladly consider him a son, though of course never a replacement for Daniel. No, that gap would never be filled; Jack would simply be the third son of hers.

Sighing, the older woman walked towards the bed, stepping over dirty plates that she refused to pick up. If Alex wanted to be a slob, she’d let him.

The duvet had been kicked off onto the floor, by the way that Jack’s leg hung over Alex’s, she assumed that it was him who’d fidgeted throughout the night. However, neither boy seemed fussed by the cold air, even though it was early December. Exchanging body heat seemed good enough for them.

Chuckling to herself, Isobel picked up the duvet at one end, before throwing it over the sleeping half-nude bodies below. Leaning over, she tucked the duvet down beside the wall, before pressing a kiss against Alex’s temple, and then Jack’s fondly.

Shuffling out of her son’s bedroom, she knew that she should probably explain to Alex that she was aware of his and Jack’s relationship, yet it seemed to be more appropriate to leave it up to Alex to tell her himself when he was ready, and then pretend to act all surprised when he does so. She could be a good enough actress when she wanted to be.

Another light laugh and she closed the door behind her.

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Jack’s arms tightened around the boy beside him, snuggling beneath the extra added warmth that had swooped over him. Leaning up, he pressed his lips against Alex’s neck, nibbling gently as an attempt to stir the boy into waking up.

Groaning, his eyelids fluttered open, he expected to see darkness as he was used to waking up in the middle of the night, but as sunlight seeped through Alex’s blinds Jack couldn’t help but to grin. He’d made it through the night and into the morning, and he felt ecstatic after a well-earned sleep.

Dragging his nails lightly across Alex’s bare chest, the older boy began to make quiet noises, obvious signs that he was no longer in his deep slumber.