The couple had just showered to wash out everything and they were laying on the bed.
"And how many rooms are we gonna have?" Jack pecks his head.
Zach traces carefully Jack's tattoos.
"One for us and three more for the kids, unless you wanna start in a small apartment and move houses as our little family grows."
"Maybe we'll like buy a small house and save money and then buy a bigger house."Jack explains.
"Color scheme?"
"Black, white and grey?" They say in unison.
Zach smiles and kisses him.
"Exactly."
"How are your lips always so soft?"
"Chapstick, you should try it on your crusty ass lips."
Jack looks at him shocked.
"My lips are so not crusty."
"I know baby, I'm just kidding. I love kissing those crusty lips."
"You're so mean to me!"
Zach kisses him lovingly.
"You know I'm just playing, right? I love your soft as silk lips." He kisses him again.
"I know baby, you're America's sweetheart."
"How did you know?" They chuckle.
"I could spend the rest of the day here with you, just being lazy."
"Me too, you're the best at cuddles." Zach drapes his arm across him and Jack pulls his closer.
"You smell like my body wash."The brunet comments.
"I wonder why." They laugh.
Zach checks his phone.
"Holy shit! The show is in an hour!" They both get up.
Zach grabs the duct tape while Jack makes his back.
"Fuck my balls!" Zach grabs onto himself.
"Just walk it off baby, I'll comfort you later."
The curly head runs to his room and quickly puts on some clothes.
Zach was in his tights and a tank top already.
"Ready to go?"
"Let's go!"
***
They were in the park, sitting on their swing, just talking, laughing and kissing in between.
"Okay okay, I got it. I won't dye my hair blond." Zach chuckles.
They sighs happily and stay in comfortable silence for a few seconds.
"Can I ask you something?"
"Yes, anything."
"Do you...want to...meet my mom? I haven't gone to her grave in a while and I thought we could go together."
"I'd be more than honored to meet your mom."
"Really?"
"Of course! From what I've heard from her, she seems like an amazing woman."
"I-I love you." Jack hugs him.
Zach on the other hand was shocked.
"Y-You love me...like me and my mannerisms and weird shit I do?" Jack nods.
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