Coffee Shop Soundtrack
Ravens
Jack's POV
If there's one thing I hate in this world, it's working a 9-5 job in an office. It pays the bills though, and since I majored in business when I went to college during my stay in Ohio, it's all I really know how to do well. I wanted to major in music, but my controlling aunt had other plans. I suppose I have nothing to complain about though, now that I'm back at home with Alex where I belong.
Sighing deeply, I rummaged through my laptop bag, thinking to myself that I knew for sure I just had my keys. Finally, when I found the jingling metal wedged beneath a few folders of files I needed to review for a meeting next Friday, I opened the door to find Alex dancing around the house, music blaring through the huge stereo system he saw at the music store one day and just had to have.
"AND I CHIMED IN WITH A HAVENT YOU PEOPLE EVER HEARD OF, CLOSING THE GODDAMN DOOR? NO, ITS MUCH BETTER TO FACE THESE KINDS OF THINGS WITH A SENSE OF POISE AND RATIONALITY!" Alex belted at the top of his lungs, and I prayed that the neighbors wouldn't call and complain like last time.
"Hey, Lex," I smiled, setting down my things and loosening my tie some, but he just carried on singing like I wasn't even there. He probably still had no idea I was home as he danced around the kitchen. Sighing, I turned down the music and Alex poked his head out into the living room curiously.
"Jacky!" Alex exclaimed, running and jumping up on me, wrapping his legs around my hips and testing my reflexes to grab onto him before he falls.
"What's got you in such a good mood?" I nudged his cheek with my nose, smiling at the sparkle in his eyes that I haven't seen in a long time.
"I don't know!" he replied, and I noted just how cute the dimples in his cheeks were when he smiled so widely. "I love you!" Alex added, and I couldn't help but giggle at how cute he was being today.
Softly, his lips pressed to mine and I returned the kiss gladly, slowly capturing his bottom lip between my teeth and smiling mischievously as I pulled it out, earning an almost inaudible whimper from the older boy.
"Jack," Alex growled lowly, and that's about the time that I noticed something poking me slightly in the stomach when I pushed him against the wall of the living room. "I've been wanting you so bad all day," he informed me, and yeah, okay, this was definitely long overdue with all of the extra work we had both been putting in for more money to save for a house.
I earned whimpers and groans from the boy in front of me as my lips travelled down his jaw to his neck, nipping lightly as the skull tattoo behind his ear and feeling him wiggle to get down and plant his feet on the ground once again.
Upon letting him down, I kept his hands pinned in place to the wall as I whispered in his ear, "Go get ready in bed, angel, I'll be there in five minutes." I listened to Alex's feet pad across the floor quickly and heard the bedroom door open. I kicked off my shoes and palmed myself lightly through my dress pants, deciding I had enough when I heard Alex making some really nice noises from our bedroom.
I opened the door slowly as to not make a sound, and saw something that I did not quite expect. Instead of seeing Alex with his hand wrapped around his length, there was a bottle of lube discarded on the pillow; his knees were bent, feet flat on the bed with 3 fingers inside of himself. His eyes were hidden behind his other arm, mouth open slightly and chest rising and falling rapidly. Oh.
"Jack!" He cried out, hips rising as he must have found his prostate, and I decided right in that moment that I couldn't just stand here and watch him do all of this by himself anymore.
"Fuck, Alex," I whispered, pulling his fingers out of himself and climbing over him. "Just when I thought you couldn't get any hotter..."
"Jack, I need you," Alex panted out, pulling me down to the bed by my tie, and he was quick to discard every last article of clothing on my body. Eventually, after applying generous amounts of lube, I pushed in slowly, waiting for the boy below me to adjust to the intrusion before building up an increasingly fast rhythm, hips snapping together and pants and moans filling the room.
"I-I'm, Jack, I'm gonna-"
"Me too," I groaned. "Come for me, baby," I whispered in Alex's ear, and he lost it, clenching his walls and pushing me over the edge as well. Together, we rode out our highs and I collapsed on top of him, content with the direction my afternoon has taken.
We lay together in silence for a few minutes, regaining our breath before Alex suddenly shot up out of bed in a panic.
"My brownies!" he exclaimed, running out of the room, still naked.
"What are you talking about?" I called after him, getting up to pull on a clean pair of boxers and following him slowly.
"I forgot I was baking brownies!" Alex cried, pulling them out of the oven and checking the timer to discover that they weren't burnt yet. "Oh, thank god," the older boy said, setting them on a cooling rack and looking pretty proud of himself.
"Look at me being productive and shit; making brownies and getting laid."
I couldn't have asked for a better boyfriend.
***
I called Alex at work the next day with big news for him.
"Hey Jacky," he greeted.
"Hey, Lexi, guess what I got for you today!" I replied, and he hummed in response. "I bought us tickets to the Ravens game on Sunday!" I told him, and I swear he shrieked like a 12 year old getting One Direction concert tickets.
"Jack, I haven't been to a game in forever!"
"Exactly, that's why we're going, dummy," I teased, and we both laughed, saying our goodbyes and "no, I love /you/ more!"s before proceeding with the rest of our daily lives.
Alex's POV
The day of the game rolled around pretty quickly, and to say I was excited was an understatement. As I pulled on my Raven's jersey early that morning, I had a flashback to when we were in high school and the Ravens had made it to the Super Bowl.
I woke up on Sunday mornining to my phone beeping over and over with texts from Jack.
WAKE UP
ALEX
WAKE
UP
IT
IS
SUPER
BOWL
FREAKING
SUNDAY
WAKE THE F UP, GASKARTH
DONT MAKE ME COME OVER AND SACK YOU
I WILL AND YOU KNOW IT
COME ON
WE'RE GOING TO PARTY
AND WATCH THE RAVENS WIN
WAKE THE F*CK UP MAN
COME ON
GAYSKARTH
WAKE UP
I sighed and pressed the FaceTime button, calling Jack. He picked up almost immediately, smiling at me. It was 9 AM and he was already wearing his freaking Ravens jersey. I couldnt help but smile as he bounced in front of the camera, like a little kid on Christmas morning.
"Good morning, Jacky." I said. "Good morning, Lex." We both laughed at each other for our nicknames and I positioned my phone on the table next to my bed after getting up and stretching. Jack watched me pick out black skinny jeans and my Ravens jersey out of the closet. "Ooh, do I get to watch you shower, too?" Jack asked, winking.
~
After a long game with our friends who DIDN'T STILL hate us (being Rian and Zack and Matt and Vinny,) everyone got up off the couch screaming "THE RAVENS FUCKING WON!! THE RAVENS FUCKING WON!!" We all were bouncing around and hugging each other and just enjoying the moment with everyone else in the city of Baltimore. When Jack and I got to each other, I wrapped my arms around his waist, and he wrapped his around my neck, pulling me into a deep kiss. "AWWWW!" We heard from everyone around us.
It was a freaking great night.
I missed those days. I was slowly regaining some memories, and the thought of going to a Raven's game triggered this memory to come back. Very exciting.
When we got there and took our seats, Jack seemed nervous and was very jumpy. He kept looking over at the big screen during halftime, and I was concerned. "Are you okay, Jack?"
"Yeah, I'm fine, why?"
"I don't know you just seem a little…off…"
And that was that.
Near the end of halftime, I finally understood what was going on with Jack. The big screen was on, a camera going around the entire crowd, stopping at happy couples while a heart was around them on the screen, displaying the words "KISS CAM"
The camera came around to us, and Jack's hands were literally sweating as he cupped my jaw and leaned in for a quick kiss, and I thought that was the end, smiling. But we remained on the screen as Jack took a deep breath and lowered himself to one knee, putting one hand inside of his pocket.
"Alex," he began, wrinkles littering his forehead and suddenly, I knew what was going on. "We've known each other for years now, technically, if you don't count that break, and you've been gaining memories back lately, and that's really great, and now we live together and I get to wake up to you every day, which I love. I've been thinking about the two of us, as a couple, for a long, long time now. I can't imagine a life without you, Lex, it's unfathomable. I can't imagine waking up to an empty bed, I can't imagine not kissing you good morning or goodnight, I…" Jack took a deep breath again. "I love you so, so much, I guess I should just cut to the chase, I want to spend the rest of my life with you." Jack pulled a black velvet box out of his jacket pocket, presenting it's contents to me.
"Alexander William Gaskarth, the love of my life, my everything, will you marry me?"
Tears welled up in my eyes, a lump formed in my throat, and the only logical thing for me to do was rapidly nod my head, covering my mouth with my hands.
"Yes, I'll marry you! I love you, Jack!" I choked out, pulling him up and crushing him in a hug, followed by a slow, passionate kiss, different from any other that we've shared in the past.
Running out of air, Jack was the first to pull away and delicately pick up my left hand, slipping the silver band over my ring finger. The crowd erupted in applause and cheers, and a few boos from homophobic people, but that's okay because Jack is the love of my life and that's all that really matters anymore.
It doesn't matter where I am, what the conditions are, and what I can remember. As long as I have Jack by my side, I'll never need anything else.
If there's one thing I hate in this world, it's working a 9-5 job in an office. It pays the bills though, and since I majored in business when I went to college during my stay in Ohio, it's all I really know how to do well. I wanted to major in music, but my controlling aunt had other plans. I suppose I have nothing to complain about though, now that I'm back at home with Alex where I belong.
Sighing deeply, I rummaged through my laptop bag, thinking to myself that I knew for sure I just had my keys. Finally, when I found the jingling metal wedged beneath a few folders of files I needed to review for a meeting next Friday, I opened the door to find Alex dancing around the house, music blaring through the huge stereo system he saw at the music store one day and just had to have.
"AND I CHIMED IN WITH A HAVENT YOU PEOPLE EVER HEARD OF, CLOSING THE GODDAMN DOOR? NO, ITS MUCH BETTER TO FACE THESE KINDS OF THINGS WITH A SENSE OF POISE AND RATIONALITY!" Alex belted at the top of his lungs, and I prayed that the neighbors wouldn't call and complain like last time.
"Hey, Lex," I smiled, setting down my things and loosening my tie some, but he just carried on singing like I wasn't even there. He probably still had no idea I was home as he danced around the kitchen. Sighing, I turned down the music and Alex poked his head out into the living room curiously.
"Jacky!" Alex exclaimed, running and jumping up on me, wrapping his legs around my hips and testing my reflexes to grab onto him before he falls.
"What's got you in such a good mood?" I nudged his cheek with my nose, smiling at the sparkle in his eyes that I haven't seen in a long time.
"I don't know!" he replied, and I noted just how cute the dimples in his cheeks were when he smiled so widely. "I love you!" Alex added, and I couldn't help but giggle at how cute he was being today.
Softly, his lips pressed to mine and I returned the kiss gladly, slowly capturing his bottom lip between my teeth and smiling mischievously as I pulled it out, earning an almost inaudible whimper from the older boy.
"Jack," Alex growled lowly, and that's about the time that I noticed something poking me slightly in the stomach when I pushed him against the wall of the living room. "I've been wanting you so bad all day," he informed me, and yeah, okay, this was definitely long overdue with all of the extra work we had both been putting in for more money to save for a house.
I earned whimpers and groans from the boy in front of me as my lips travelled down his jaw to his neck, nipping lightly as the skull tattoo behind his ear and feeling him wiggle to get down and plant his feet on the ground once again.
Upon letting him down, I kept his hands pinned in place to the wall as I whispered in his ear, "Go get ready in bed, angel, I'll be there in five minutes." I listened to Alex's feet pad across the floor quickly and heard the bedroom door open. I kicked off my shoes and palmed myself lightly through my dress pants, deciding I had enough when I heard Alex making some really nice noises from our bedroom.
I opened the door slowly as to not make a sound, and saw something that I did not quite expect. Instead of seeing Alex with his hand wrapped around his length, there was a bottle of lube discarded on the pillow; his knees were bent, feet flat on the bed with 3 fingers inside of himself. His eyes were hidden behind his other arm, mouth open slightly and chest rising and falling rapidly. Oh.
"Jack!" He cried out, hips rising as he must have found his prostate, and I decided right in that moment that I couldn't just stand here and watch him do all of this by himself anymore.
"Fuck, Alex," I whispered, pulling his fingers out of himself and climbing over him. "Just when I thought you couldn't get any hotter..."
"Jack, I need you," Alex panted out, pulling me down to the bed by my tie, and he was quick to discard every last article of clothing on my body. Eventually, after applying generous amounts of lube, I pushed in slowly, waiting for the boy below me to adjust to the intrusion before building up an increasingly fast rhythm, hips snapping together and pants and moans filling the room.
"I-I'm, Jack, I'm gonna-"
"Me too," I groaned. "Come for me, baby," I whispered in Alex's ear, and he lost it, clenching his walls and pushing me over the edge as well. Together, we rode out our highs and I collapsed on top of him, content with the direction my afternoon has taken.
We lay together in silence for a few minutes, regaining our breath before Alex suddenly shot up out of bed in a panic.
"My brownies!" he exclaimed, running out of the room, still naked.
"What are you talking about?" I called after him, getting up to pull on a clean pair of boxers and following him slowly.
"I forgot I was baking brownies!" Alex cried, pulling them out of the oven and checking the timer to discover that they weren't burnt yet. "Oh, thank god," the older boy said, setting them on a cooling rack and looking pretty proud of himself.
"Look at me being productive and shit; making brownies and getting laid."
I couldn't have asked for a better boyfriend.
***
I called Alex at work the next day with big news for him.
"Hey Jacky," he greeted.
"Hey, Lexi, guess what I got for you today!" I replied, and he hummed in response. "I bought us tickets to the Ravens game on Sunday!" I told him, and I swear he shrieked like a 12 year old getting One Direction concert tickets.
"Jack, I haven't been to a game in forever!"
"Exactly, that's why we're going, dummy," I teased, and we both laughed, saying our goodbyes and "no, I love /you/ more!"s before proceeding with the rest of our daily lives.
Alex's POV
The day of the game rolled around pretty quickly, and to say I was excited was an understatement. As I pulled on my Raven's jersey early that morning, I had a flashback to when we were in high school and the Ravens had made it to the Super Bowl.
I woke up on Sunday mornining to my phone beeping over and over with texts from Jack.
WAKE UP
ALEX
WAKE
UP
IT
IS
SUPER
BOWL
FREAKING
SUNDAY
WAKE THE F UP, GASKARTH
DONT MAKE ME COME OVER AND SACK YOU
I WILL AND YOU KNOW IT
COME ON
WE'RE GOING TO PARTY
AND WATCH THE RAVENS WIN
WAKE THE F*CK UP MAN
COME ON
GAYSKARTH
WAKE UP
I sighed and pressed the FaceTime button, calling Jack. He picked up almost immediately, smiling at me. It was 9 AM and he was already wearing his freaking Ravens jersey. I couldnt help but smile as he bounced in front of the camera, like a little kid on Christmas morning.
"Good morning, Jacky." I said. "Good morning, Lex." We both laughed at each other for our nicknames and I positioned my phone on the table next to my bed after getting up and stretching. Jack watched me pick out black skinny jeans and my Ravens jersey out of the closet. "Ooh, do I get to watch you shower, too?" Jack asked, winking.
~
After a long game with our friends who DIDN'T STILL hate us (being Rian and Zack and Matt and Vinny,) everyone got up off the couch screaming "THE RAVENS FUCKING WON!! THE RAVENS FUCKING WON!!" We all were bouncing around and hugging each other and just enjoying the moment with everyone else in the city of Baltimore. When Jack and I got to each other, I wrapped my arms around his waist, and he wrapped his around my neck, pulling me into a deep kiss. "AWWWW!" We heard from everyone around us.
It was a freaking great night.
I missed those days. I was slowly regaining some memories, and the thought of going to a Raven's game triggered this memory to come back. Very exciting.
When we got there and took our seats, Jack seemed nervous and was very jumpy. He kept looking over at the big screen during halftime, and I was concerned. "Are you okay, Jack?"
"Yeah, I'm fine, why?"
"I don't know you just seem a little…off…"
And that was that.
Near the end of halftime, I finally understood what was going on with Jack. The big screen was on, a camera going around the entire crowd, stopping at happy couples while a heart was around them on the screen, displaying the words "KISS CAM"
The camera came around to us, and Jack's hands were literally sweating as he cupped my jaw and leaned in for a quick kiss, and I thought that was the end, smiling. But we remained on the screen as Jack took a deep breath and lowered himself to one knee, putting one hand inside of his pocket.
"Alex," he began, wrinkles littering his forehead and suddenly, I knew what was going on. "We've known each other for years now, technically, if you don't count that break, and you've been gaining memories back lately, and that's really great, and now we live together and I get to wake up to you every day, which I love. I've been thinking about the two of us, as a couple, for a long, long time now. I can't imagine a life without you, Lex, it's unfathomable. I can't imagine waking up to an empty bed, I can't imagine not kissing you good morning or goodnight, I…" Jack took a deep breath again. "I love you so, so much, I guess I should just cut to the chase, I want to spend the rest of my life with you." Jack pulled a black velvet box out of his jacket pocket, presenting it's contents to me.
"Alexander William Gaskarth, the love of my life, my everything, will you marry me?"
Tears welled up in my eyes, a lump formed in my throat, and the only logical thing for me to do was rapidly nod my head, covering my mouth with my hands.
"Yes, I'll marry you! I love you, Jack!" I choked out, pulling him up and crushing him in a hug, followed by a slow, passionate kiss, different from any other that we've shared in the past.
Running out of air, Jack was the first to pull away and delicately pick up my left hand, slipping the silver band over my ring finger. The crowd erupted in applause and cheers, and a few boos from homophobic people, but that's okay because Jack is the love of my life and that's all that really matters anymore.
It doesn't matter where I am, what the conditions are, and what I can remember. As long as I have Jack by my side, I'll never need anything else.
Notes
So this took me a month to write and I'm not even proud of it, but I hope you all enjoyed it <3Comments would be amaaaaaaazing c:
~SaraBethGaskarth
aaaaaawn gay couple <3
12/27/13