I Think I Wanna Marry You

"Such fucking bullshit," Alex mumbled to himself. He was currently standing in the middle of his room, deciding on what clothes to take on his 'holiday.' Though he didn't think that he could class it as a holiday as it was with somebody he despised more than anything right now and their family whom he had never met. So it was more like a trip, a very long and unwelcomed trip.

He didn't want to take too much with him and ending up having absolutely nowhere to put them, because, well, he imagined that his inferior's parents house wasn't all too big at all. He was currently imagining a run down little shack at the corner of town or something - just somewhere away from society, like in the woods. That seemed about right, Jack's paycheck wasn't that large and his parents should be retired by now, shouldn't they?

In the end, he settled on stuffing a bunch of t-shirts into his open suitcase along with 3 pairs of shoes and some jeans, he even humoured himself by fitting in some shorts, just on the off chance that there was a pool nearby. He doubted it.

Apparently they weren't leaving until Wednesday and considering that it was only Monday, Alex had a decent amount of time to get his things together, but he thought that getting it all over and done with now would be better, at least then he wouldn't have to deal with any of it until Wednesday actually came.

"Un-fucking-believable," he kept cursing himself under his breath - though he knew that he had gotten himself into this mess, did Jack really have to bring up Lebanon? Alex remembered going there when he was younger and he came back home hating it, the place was too hot and just... boring, for a 7 year old anyway.

He kicked himself mentally as he threw in the last of his toiletries in the suitcase before he zipped it up and left it at the end of his bed. He kicked off his shoes and socks along with his pants, pulling a pair of sweats up his long, thin legs before he tugged on a baggy, plain tee for bed. Oh, it was going to be a restless night

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The devious, charming smirks that Jack threw his way throughout the first hour of the day were honestly not helping his situation. He really just wanted to punch the younger boy square in the face and maybe knock his two front teeth out so that his smile wasn’t as nice as it was before. Maybe he’d even leave him with a bloody nose and little to no sight in one of his eyes. That way he could wipe that smug fucking look off his face and stop grinding his gears.

“Rough night, boss?” Jack smiled patronisingly, he had spent the whole night mulling the situation over, and really, he had the easy end of the stick, he had 2 weeks off to spend with his family - though it would be in the company of his boss, his incredibly dickish boss, and all he had to do was keep his story straight. Though he was still pretty mad about the fact that his first marriage wouldn’t be his only marriage, but that was understandable. The only thing keeping him from spilling the beans was the fact that he thought it would be an awesome story to tell his grandkids one day.

That and he didn’t want to end up with a criminal record and being able to never get a job ever again. So basically he either had to come to terms with it sooner or later, and the night before he had decided that earlier was the best option, it would make it easier on everyone. And it was really fun to use the opportunity to piss the older boy in the room off and threaten to tell the immigration office if he got told to ‘shut up’ or ‘piss off already.’

“Why don’t you go get the coffee? I think we could both do with a cup.” Alex settled with, lifting his head up from his desk so that he could see the other boy - the cocky fucker had his feet up on his desk and was spinning around in his chair. To think that this was the same man who had been so nervous and reluctant just the day before honestly baffled him. Their roles had completely reversed in the space of about 12 hours.

“Fine then.” Jack stood up, pulling his jacket up his arms. “But I’m not paying,” he added, smirking once again as Alex looked at him like a fish out of water before hesitating and sighing, pulling his wallet out of his pocket and handing Jack a few bills, hopefully enough to get them both a decent cup of coffee. If not then it was tough luck on him.

“Oh God,” Alex mumbled to himself, placing his head back on his desk and shutting his eyes. He had to walk into work today with everybody’s eyes on him, he had spotted Jack by the water tank and despite the confident facade that he was currently sporting, even he looked uneasy with the staring and whispering that was going on around the place. They had only began to quieten down when Alex threatened to suspend them all one by one, though he knew that they were all still passing post it notes around the office and sending emails to each other, giggling their little narrow minded heads off at the thought of Alex Gaskarth actually managing to settle down with someone.

Someone so unlikely, at that.

But they didn’t know the truth behind it, so Alex didn’t let any of their gossip get to him, the whole marriage would be over as quickly as it had started so he just planned to ignore them all until the situation blew over and everyone had forgotten about it. He knew the chances of that were extremely slim, but he could still hope.

Jack only came back about 30 minutes later, and Alex just knew that the taller boy had taken his time on purpose because the coffee shop was only 5 minutes down the road and the queues were never that long.

“No cream, yeah?” Jack asked, putting the coffee down on his boss’s desk and taking a long swig of his own, seemingly satisfied with the taste of it, he gave it a nod before waiting for a response.

“You know I like double cream,” Alex muttered angrily, taking the coffee anyway and drinking it. He just really needed the energy right now if he was going to spend the rest of the day with Jack loitering around him and annoying him purposefully.

“Oh. I mustn’t have been thinking properly, you know how that happens sometimes, don’t you Alex?” Jack said, a scowl making its way onto his features as he drank from the cup again, his challenging eyes meeting the elder’s.

Alex sighed, rubbing at his temples. “I know, I made a mistake, but there’s nothing we can do about it now, is there?”

“I guess not,” Jack shrugged, pausing his movements as if he was thinking about something. “I didn’t even get a proper proposal.” He muttered, taking the lid off of his cup so that he could take larger gulps of the drink.

“What?” Alex asked incredulously, wondering what shit his assistant was chatting this time.

“You didn’t even propose to me,” the smirk on Jack’s face told Alex that he was joking, but the dark look in his eyes told him that he was being 100% serious right now.

“I’m not proposing to you if that’s what you’re asking.” Alex said, almost laughing out loud.

“Oh, really? Well then I’ll just head up to my meeting with Tommy and Paul then. Got a couple of things I need to tell them,” Jack said, his challenging facade coming up again.

“Are you serious?” Alex asked, rubbing at his eyes. It was only Tuesday morning and he had gone through too much this week.

“Deadly.”

“Fine. Fine, Jack? Will you marry me?” Alex asked, only looking up at the younger once he had finished his sentence, never moving from his spot on his chair.

“No way, man, I want a proper proposal. I want you down on one knee.” Jack winked at the last part.

Alex never thought he’d say that he wanted the shy, nervous Jack back, but right now, he really did. It was like that Jack had gone to bed last night and woken up as a completely different person, a more confident person in general, just because he knew that he had one over on the elder.

The brunet sighed, taking 3 more sips of his coffee before putting it down, he walked over to the door and made sure that it was shut before he shut his blinds - he could hear some of his employees outside wolf whistling, obviously thinking that the two were going to get up to no good, when in reality Alex just didn’t want anyone of them to see him embarrass himself.

He muttered curse to himself as he stood in front of Jack, the smirk on the younger’s face just making him want to fire him even more right now. But, alas, he got down on one of his knees, looking down at the floor before he built up the bravery to look Jack in the eye, because this was quite truthfully one of his top five humiliating moments of all time.

“Jack...Will you marry me?” He mumbled, huffing at the sight of Jack pretending to mull it over in his head. “Please?” He added, his knee was beginning to hurt and Jack stroking an imaginary beard was really making the whole situation that much worse for him.

“Okay. But only because you said please,” Jack smiled sarcastically before he finally shrugged his jacket off, leaving it on the back of his chair as he sat down and resumed his previous position.

Alex grunted, all of his remaining dignity being left on the ground and not coming with him when he stood up, he made his way back over to his own chair, mumbling to himself in the process.

‘What the fuck have I gotten myself into.’

Notes

I KNOW OKAY, I KNOW

just when you all thought that i'd never update again here i am, basically me and this fic had a lil lovers tiff and i decided to leave it while i sorted my head out but now we're back together and (hopefully) going strong, anyway you can come and harass me on my tumblr and tell me what a bad person i am for not updating for 2 months (ohcalmtitty.tumblr.com)

and im sorry for any mistakes i didnt send this to my beta bc its been 2 months and i just wanted to get it out of my hair as quickly as possible yknow so yeah...and jack is now the cocky asshole instead of alex aw yeahh