Responsible
Cleaning Thoughts (Jack)
Jack
Jack started to clean the house, doing everything thoroughly. He didn’t want Matt to see any crumbs. It also gave him the time he needed to think about Alex and his feelings for him.
Up until now, they had only had the old priest in the village, who had been a stocky, slow person. According to the Greek, his personality would have been that of a Phlegmatic.
But now? Alex was young, good looking and he had the courage to help him. Jack found himself literally unable to tear away his thoughts from Alex. He knew that feeling from when his relationship with Matt had started; the never-ending thoughts about the other, the constant blushing and the weird, giggly feeling in one’s stomach when thinking about that person. Butterflies.
Jack knew this was not okay; he shouldn’t be in love with a man of God. But what had they done? Nothing so far. Only a hug. This was okay. He would just have to watch out for falling in love. These were just butterflies. Harmless.
But Alex… No! He needed to stop thinking about him.
He added cleaning agent to the water and started to mix it. Bubbles developed. A bubble bath with… Argh!
He viciously scrubbed the floor. As his strokes got longer and softer… Imagine massaging A-
“Fuck,” Jack swore under his breath. Okay, maybe this was something more than butterflies? Jack decided to just wait and let things take their turn.
He felt kind of ashamed to feel like this for Alex. Like, he was in a relationship; he ought to only think like this about Matt. He didn’t even want to imagine what it’d be like if Matt found out.
Jack forced himself to keep cleaning the floor on his knees, not letting the smallest piece of dirt stay. When he was done with the floor and some other cleaning things he had done, it was already 6.15. Matt would arrive soon. Jack quickly prepared something. He laid the table. Imagine a dinner for two with A- Jack groaned. This was worse than he had thought it’d be.
Jack started to clean the house, doing everything thoroughly. He didn’t want Matt to see any crumbs. It also gave him the time he needed to think about Alex and his feelings for him.
Up until now, they had only had the old priest in the village, who had been a stocky, slow person. According to the Greek, his personality would have been that of a Phlegmatic.
But now? Alex was young, good looking and he had the courage to help him. Jack found himself literally unable to tear away his thoughts from Alex. He knew that feeling from when his relationship with Matt had started; the never-ending thoughts about the other, the constant blushing and the weird, giggly feeling in one’s stomach when thinking about that person. Butterflies.
Jack knew this was not okay; he shouldn’t be in love with a man of God. But what had they done? Nothing so far. Only a hug. This was okay. He would just have to watch out for falling in love. These were just butterflies. Harmless.
But Alex… No! He needed to stop thinking about him.
He added cleaning agent to the water and started to mix it. Bubbles developed. A bubble bath with… Argh!
He viciously scrubbed the floor. As his strokes got longer and softer… Imagine massaging A-
“Fuck,” Jack swore under his breath. Okay, maybe this was something more than butterflies? Jack decided to just wait and let things take their turn.
He felt kind of ashamed to feel like this for Alex. Like, he was in a relationship; he ought to only think like this about Matt. He didn’t even want to imagine what it’d be like if Matt found out.
Jack forced himself to keep cleaning the floor on his knees, not letting the smallest piece of dirt stay. When he was done with the floor and some other cleaning things he had done, it was already 6.15. Matt would arrive soon. Jack quickly prepared something. He laid the table. Imagine a dinner for two with A- Jack groaned. This was worse than he had thought it’d be.
Notes
Aw Jack ;)
-Laura
@that_band_nerd
Haha aw, no stress, naps are great! Have a nice nap c:
6/20/14