5 months later

“I got the job!” was all Jack heard before Alex jumped on his back, wrapping his legs around Jack’s waist, hands gripping his shoulders.

“And now you’re going to kill me,” Jack said as Alex’s fingers practically pierced his skin.

“No, why would I,” Alex let his hands slide down Jack’s chest, “you’re too important,” he whispered in Jack’s ear.

“Mhm, then please get off my back,” a childish whine left Jack’s mouth, “you are kind of heavy.”

“Am not!” he protested but got off Jack’s back anyway.

“So how did it go?” Jack asked, returning to the dinner he was getting ready for Alex and himself. He still refused to let Alex near the stove, saying that he will definitely burn down the whole building.

“Good, I just said that I got the job. That means it went good,” he answered, pulling off the tie, throwing it on the couch and unbuttoning his shirt so he could slip it off his shoulders and finally release his wings.

It was action Jack was used to by now but it still amazed him how something like just wings can change the way he looked at Alex. Without those wings he looked like…just Alex, but when there were wings he looked strong, invincible and powerful. He just looked like someone you wouldn’t want to put up a fight with.

“Okay, it was good because you got the job, but what do you think of them? They’re gonna be like bossy or more of like whatever type of boss?” Jack asked, placing their dinners on the plates before giving one to Alex.

“He was okay. Don’t think he’s going to be bossy. Or too much of whatever. Normal I guess. Not like I have a lot of experience with jobs and bosses’.”

For the past three months Alex had been trying to get somehow decent job. He had worked at some small coffee shop which surprisingly had a lot of customers, but he quit after first month, saying that it was too much people there and he can’t handle them. He had also worked at some music store and library, quitting from both places, complaining about people. Either it was too much of them or there weren’t enough. It was never good enough for him.

It was now the job for some therapist. Nothing too hard, nothing Alex couldn’t handle. Just answer the phone, make appointments and tell his boss when the next client has arrived. Jack just hoped that Alex won’t get bored by this job. They need money and Jack can’t pay for everything with the little money he earns at the book shop and Alex knew that. He tried. He really did.

7 months later

“Get out of my head! Just for one day, leave me alone!” Jack yelled as he entered their apartment, knowing that Alex will be there.

“You know I can’t help it,” Alex said, voice calm. Calmer than it should be when someone’s yelling at you, but he knew that Jack will do that, he was ready for it.

“My life was perfect before you came here! No one was rummaging through my mind and there were no voices! I feel like I would be crazy!” he kept yelling.

“Jack, you’re not crazy, it’s just…”

“It’s you! It’s always you! Since you came here everything is about you! There is no Jack anymore! Every conversation I’m having with someone, they’ll always ask about you! It’s like they’re waiting for the moment I’ll stop talking so they can ask about you!”

“Jack, I’ve always been there, you just never knew that it’s me not you.”

“No! It was never like this! You never tried to talk to me! You never broke into my mind to say that I need to buy milk or something! You know you can just call and say this through the phone!”

“But it’s easier and it doesn’t cost money,” Alex’s voice got smaller. He could feel how angry Jack was about this. He could feel this for weeks, building up in Jack and he should’ve just stopped.

“What am I supposed to say to Rian or Matt when I hear your voice in my head, asking for that stupid milk! Oh, Alex just asked to buy milk. That’s okay, he doesn’t need to call because he’s living in my head!” he stormed out of the living room and into the bedroom, “They would definitely think I’m crazy, if I would say that!” he kept yelling from other room.

He kept going on and on about how his life was better before Alex, how he would love to turn back time and never go to that park and meet him, how he wouldn’t bring him home and let him stay there. To say that it didn’t hurt Alex would be lies. It hurt, it really did. His eyes were filling with tears as he sat on the couch, too afraid to follow Jack to their bedroom.

“Where are you going?” he asked, trying to hide tears. Jack had changed, wearing grey jeans, white t-shirt and black jacket.

“Out,” he muttered. To find someone who’s not so annoying. He added in his mind and Alex heard that. And Jack knew that he heard that and that was kind of his plan. He wanted to hurt Alex. At that moment he really wanted to.

Next four hours Alex spent sitting on the couch and staring at the wall, tears streaming down his face. He didn’t see the wall in front of him. He saw what Jack saw. He saw some slightly shorter man, with light brown hair and blue eyes. He was smiling at Jack, leaning closer to him, his lips lightly touching Jack’s jaw, neck or lips.

But there was something wrong. Even if Jack was drunk there were still something wrong. He didn’t lean closer, he didn’t kiss back and he had stopped laughing long time ago. He was distant and he wanted nothing to do with this…Eric? Or something like that. He wanted to go home, he wanted to go home to his Alex. He wanted to kiss Alex. He wanted to feel his touch. He wanted to see his smile.

1 year later

“Jack, I want a dog,” Alex said, tracing his fingers over Jack’s bare chest.

“What?” Jack pulled his hand from under Alex’s wing to scratch his nose. Alex’s wing was thrown over their naked bodies. Alex said it’s better than blanket and maybe it really was, but it definitely was hotter than sleeping with a blanket.

“We should get a dog,” he simply said, moving closer to Jack, his leg slipping between Jack’s legs.

“You want to have a dog in this tiny apartment where you can’t even stretch your wings?”

“Well no, we will move first and then we’ll get that dog.”

“We will move?” he looked down at Alex, feeling more awake than few minutes ago.

“Mhm. You’re done with college, that means you’ll get better paid job, I get pretty good money where I work so…I think we could afford it.”

“New place and a dog?”

“Mhm…”

“You already know my answer, right?”

“Yes, I do,” he looked up at Jack and smiled his addicting smile.

“I hate you,” Jack’s arms wrapped around Alex, his lips finding Alex’s.

“No you don’t,” Alex muttered against Jack’s lips, his fingers reaching for Jack’s hair and his wings wrapping around both of them like their own personal cocoon, as their naked bodies slid together, knowing what other wanted and perfectly knowing how to please the other.

It was hard for Jack to get used to always having someone around. Always having this someone on his mind and in it as well. It was hard to get used to the wings and their soft touch. What wasn’t hard for him, and that surprised everyone who knew Jack, was that it wasn’t hard for him to get used to having the same person in his bed over and over again.

It wasn’t hard for Alex. He had always waited for someone to be there for him and he had always wanted to do the same for that other person. He had never expected to have this with his human, but if that’s how it was supposed to be than he won’t complain. Hearing his own and Jack’s heavy breathing he can’t help but feel accomplished.

Alex have no idea that he has fulfilled his destiny. He had taught Jack to love and trust someone again.

Notes

It is kind of short for ending but it pretty much shows everything I wanted it to show ;D