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2. Secrets. (ZM x JB)

Zack had been acting weird for a few months.

Ever since they'd gone out to that one club in Chicago, Zack had been acting weird and Jack had noticed. Rian and Alex blamed him disappearing late at night every so often as Zack liking to run at night because it was cooler, blamed him rarely speaking anymore due to how he was just a quiet guy in general and excused the water bottle Zack always carried around and was extremely protective over as some kind of weird thing they'd just have to get used too.

Jack, on the other hand, was a bit more suspicious. He tried to goof around with Zack like normal only for the man to shove him away. It made Jack's heart hurt in a weird way and he wanted to get to the bottom of Zack's weird behaviour, he wanted one of his best friends back and by god, he was going to do it.

It started simple, after a show, Jack had tried draping himself across Zack but the second his neck got anywhere close to Zack's nose, Zack had shoved him on the ground with an alarming amount of strength, even for Zack.

Alex had run to his side immediately, checking if Jack was okay but besides a scraped hand he was perfectly fine, Rian wincing when Jack lifted his hand,

"Dude, your hands bleeding"

Zack's eyes snapped over to Jack's hand and Jack stared as his pupils dilated, nose flaring and Zack seemed to set his jaw and grit his teeth before storming off. Alex rolling his eyes,

"Moody much?"

"He's been acting weird for a while lex, let's just add this to the list," Rian said and helped Jack to his feet who was still staring in the direction that Zack had stormed off in, wondering what the fuck his problem was.

The second thing that Jack decided to test was what the hell was in that water bottle, the problem was, Zack hardly left it alone and so it would be more of an issue.

Jack had taken to following Zack around, making the excuse of being his average annoying self but in the end game, he wanted to figure out what the hell was in that bottle, one way or another.

He finally got his moment when he had been telling Zack some story to which the man was smiling at, close-mouthed and tightlipped as always when a tech had called him, the man telling Jack to give him a minute before he walked off, giving Jack an opportunity.

Snatching up the bottle, Jack opened it and almost gagged at the strong smell, it didn't smell like any kind of alcohol that he'd ever had so he poured some out. Eyes growing wide when what poured out was a thick and deep colour, scooping some with his fingers, Jack inspected it closer and felt a cold feeling rush through his body when he realized that what was in the bottle was blood.

What the hell was Zack doing carrying around a bottle of blood?

Shakily, Jack sealed the bottle back up and placed it where Zack had been sitting, hurrying off quickly, his fist clenched tightly as he thought of a million situations as to why the hell Zack was doing carrying around a bottle of blood. Was Zack some kind of serial killer? Was that some kind of prize? No, Jack had seen Zack drink out of the bottle for god's sake which now made Jack feel sick. Was Zack a cannibal? Where was he even getting the blood?

Jack decided to keep his distance from Zack for a while.

That didn't work out too well however as one hotel night when Alex and Rian had gone out on some kind of stupid date night, leaving Jack with Zack and before Jack could make up any kind of excuse to leave, Zack had practically cornered him and despite being taller, he felt smaller at that moment.

"Can we talk?" Zack asked and Jack nodded slowly, too afraid of being killed, grilled and eaten to really deny the man and Zack smiled the same way he always had the past little bit. Jack missed the wide happy smiled he used to be able to coax out of Zack.