ᴘʀᴇᴛᴛʏ ʙᴏʏ|| jachary a.u.

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Jack parks the car and checks his contact lenses.

"Everything okay?" He asks worried.

"They're hurting me."

"Put on your glasses then."

"That would be a death sentence."

"Yeah, for me...you look hot in glasses." Jack blushes lightly. "C'mon, put the glasses on."

"I don't know if I brought them..."

"Jack. You're rich, don't fool me. You have a pair of glasses in your Camaro." Jack looks away and scratches his neck nervously. He takes his glasses from the glove compartment, takes off the lenses and puts the glasses on.

"See? The glasses look so good on you." Zach pecks his cheek. "Specially with this outfit...you look really good." Zach smiles.

"Not as good as you." Jack gets out of the car and opens Zach's door.

"Jack...I can open my door." He pecks him."thanks."

"Anything for you." He smiles making Zach blush.

"Let's get inside?" Zach holds his hand and they walk in the restaurant.

"Good evening sir, how can I help you?"

"We have a reservation under Arcadia."

"Follow me please." They follow the man and Zach could feel the stares all over his body.

"Thank you."

"Hey Jacky poo!" A little girl hugs Jack.

"Hey cutie! How are you? I missed you."

"Hello Jack." His mother greets him coldly.

"Hey Mom."

"Who is this?"

"This is my boyfriend..."

"Zach, Zach Herron... pleasure to meet you." He shakes their hands.

"Hey princess... you're really cute." Zach smiles.

"You remember what I told you about Ava right?" He nods and smiles.

"I love your freckles." The girl smiles.

They finally sit down.

"How long have you been dating?" The boys share a look.

"I officially asked him yesterday...but we've been seeing each other for about two months now." Kristin nods surprised.

"What do you do for a living...Dak?"

"It's Zach...and I just finished my major in psychology."

"Psychology huh?"

"Yeah...I always had that curiousity of knowing how the brain works and...I had a scholarship so I just took that chance." She nods again.

"What can I get you to drink?" The man scribbles all the requests and then turns to Zach and Jack.

"I'll have a mango iced tea please." He asks politely.

"I'll have the same please." Apparently the both of them were the only ones that said please.

"Are you sure Jack? All that sugar in the iced tea can get you fat." Jack holds his hand tightly.

"It's only today, Jack is always drinking water." The waiter waits and scribbles on his notepad.

Jack pecks his cheek.

"Thanks." He whispered softly.

"So Philip, tell us more about yourself."

"It's Zach...and I come from Dallas in Texas-"

"I can see the Texas charm." Ava grins. He laughs.

"Did you had a farm in Texas?" Isla smiles.

"I didn't, but my granny did, I used to spend all summer there helping her with the animals...and helping my grandpa with the wood for the winter."

"You never told me that."

"Well baby dude, you never asked." He pecks his nose and giggles.

"So Vlad, tell us more please...you were talking about a scholarship."

"It's Zach Mrs. Stanford...and that scholarship was for playing soccer...and I would still be playing but unfortunately I dislocated my knee and had to stop playing."

"Really? That's so cool."

"It wasn't very cool putting it back." They laugh.

"Jack what did I tell you about wearing glasses?"

"My lense was hurting my eye so I just took them off...mainly because he wanted me to do it."

"Great choice, the glasses compliment the whole look." Ava nods, approving the outfit.

"See? I told you, you look cute in that." He pecks Jack's cheek lovingly.

Another waiter comes up and starts serving them.

"We ordered already, the usual, I hope you don't mind."

"Of course not, I'm not a picky eater at all." Zach smiles.

The brunette waits for everyone to be served before eating.

Jack takes a bite at it.

"It's really good...but not as good as your cooking." Zach's face turns red.

"It's not that good, this is way better."

"You cook Hugh?" Zach cleans his mouth.

"It's Zach. And yes, I do cook Mrs. Stanford. My momma raised me to help around the house, since I had to set the example for my siblings."

"You have siblings?" Ava asked, curious.

"Yeah, Ryan and Reese...I have a picture of them, I'll show it after we eat...my mom always said it was rude to be on the phone while eating." Darrin sent him a murderous glare and Kristin was surprised at his subtle shade.

"So Jack...I heard you dealt with the Vipers situation in a very... different way."

"Yeah...actually Zach-"

"Supported him all through the plan." Zach smiles tightly.

"Really? I'm impressed you didn't run away with your psychology degree." She mocks him. Jack holds his hand to silently tell him to don't snark out an answer.

"You're being rude to my boyfriend and I don't like it."

"Jack, baby, calm down. If I was bothered I'd let your mom know." He smiles softly. "You know how I am." They chuckle.

"So Black, you didn't specify your job."

"It's Zach...and I don't want to talk about my job." The woman turns to Jack.

"Jack Robert Avery. I can't believe you brought a male prostitute to a family dinner and introduced him as your boy-"

"I'm not a male prostitute. I'm a professional hitman. I'm sure you heard about me."

"We haven't actually."

"I'm sure dad knows him. " He smirks.

"Darrin what's that supposed to mean?"

The man finally opens his mouth to talk.

"He's more dangerous than the West Coasters all together." Kristin drops her fork.