Horseshoes and Hand Grenades

"Ow, shit!" Alex jerked back, his hand moving up to cover his eye. "Jack! It's in my eye,"

"Fuck, I'm sorry," Jack leaned over, trying to get Alex to move his fingers. Alex refused to do so, whining and grumbling as Jack tried to stifle his laughs.

"Stop being an ass and help me!" Alex snapped, rolling onto his back.

"You're going to need to get dressed if we're going to go to the washroom," Jack chuckled, picking up his own T-shirt and boxers before chucking Alex his own. Alex sat up, and they dressed quietly, before Jack was leading Alex out of his bedroom. They made their way down the hall silently, not wanting to wake anyone up, before shuffling into the bathroom.

"Uh, I think you're going to have to stick your head in the sink?" Jack suggested, and Alex nodded, his eye still squeezed together.

"Yeah," Alex agreed, doing as Jack said as the older boy rubbed his back soothingly. Several seconds later, he reemerged with his face wet, but his eye finally open.

"Better?" Jack asked, and Alex hummed in confirmation. "Good," Jack chuckled, taking Alex by the hand and bringing him back into his room.

"Should we just go to bed now?" Alex asked, and Jack shrugged.

"If you want," Jack sighed, flopping down onto his bed.

"I'm sleeping in here with you, right?" Alex asked, watching the way Jack's lips formed a small smile.

"'Course, babe." Jack said, patting the spot next to him. "Where else?"

"Well, what if your mom-"

"I told you, my mom doesn't give a fuck. I think she's convinced herself we don't even hold hands." Jack explained, as Alex shuffled over to the bed and laid down next to him. "What're you doing?"

"What do you mean, what am I doing?"

"What're you doing over there?"

Laughing in response, Alex asked, "Just layin' down. Why? Where do you want me?"

"Here," Jack stretched his arms out to Alex, and the younger boy scooted over into his hold with a giggle. "Much better."

The pair fell asleep quite quickly, and when Jack woke up in the morning, Alex was already dressed.

"Why'a up s'early?" Jack mumbled, his eyes squinting to look up at Alex as he walked past.

"It's not early, Jack, it's ten. I already went down stairs to eat something, your mom said I could."

"S'good," Jack yawned, sitting up. "C'mere."

"I have to go home, love," Alex said, trying to avoid the pout on his boyfriend's face.

"Please? Just a second," Jack tried, grinning as Alex finally stalked over to where he sat. The younger boy climbed onto the bed, situating himself in Jack's lap.

"Yay," Jack laughed, as Alex kissed his cheek lightly, while Jack's hands moved down Alex's waist, over his hips, and onto his ass.

"Why do you always have to do that," Alex groaned, joking around but generally curious, as Jack pulled him forward, pressing their lips together.

"'Cause I like you," Jack reasoned between kisses, giving Alex a pat on said area with both hands, before pulling back. "Go home now, baby."

"Alright, Alex smiled, climbing off the bed. "Fuck, my lips are so dry."

"Do you need some Chapstick?" Jack asked, reaching over to his bedside table and pulling out a tube.

"I can't, Jack," Alex chuckled, "Remember? I don't know what's touched it,"

"I'm sorry, babe," Jack shook his head, "I'm not used to this, it's hard."

"I know," Alex nodded, "But I am, so you don't have to worry about it. I can correct you."

"Good," Jack said, as he followed close behind, his boyfriend as they made their way down stairs and over to the door. "I'll see you tomorrow, right?"

"Right," Jack nodded, waving Alex off as he turned away and headed for his own house.

Since they were finally on winter break, homework did not matter, and Jack texted Alex no more than ten minutes later. He asked if he could visit the younger boy later that night, so they could welcome him birthday together. Alex chuckled at Jack's eagerness, jogging downstairs to ask his mother if it was okay, before texting Jack back with affirmation. Meanwhile, Jack got started on something he had been planning for a while, with a new idea in his mind that might be the perfect touch.

Jack showed up at Alex's house at nine in the evening, his mom having driven him over. When Alex opened the door, he was greeted by his boyfriend in a hat and mittens, which was the most adorable way he had seen Jack, ever. In his hands was a large plate, covered with what looked to be quite a bit of tin foil.

"Hey, love," Alex greeted, "Do you want me to take that?"

Jack nodded, handing it over, before stepping inside as Alex made a quick visit to the kitchen. He met Jack back in the foyer, smiling warmly as Jack undid his jacket, having already removed his hat and his mittens. Alex leans up to kiss his cheek, frowning as he settled back down on his feet.

"You're so cold," Alex observed.

"You're warm," Jack countered, pulling his boyfriend into a hug, and resting his chin atop his head. "It's snowing outside."

"Hmm, fun," Alex mumbled, before taking Jack by the hand and pulling him into the kitchen. "Can I look what's in that thing you were holding?"

"Go ahead, sweetheart." Jack grinned, trying not to laugh as Alex removed the tin foil.

"I'm sorry for getting- Jack, what the fuck?" Alex coughed out, pausing from reading the writing on the cake to give his boyfriend one of the dirtiest looks ever.

"Oh, come on," Jack chuckled, "It was funny, you have to admit it."

"I mean, I guess so, but what if my mom-"

"Oh, hi, Jack! It's so good to see you again!" Mrs. Gaskarth said, as she entered the room. In a panic, Alex opened a draw and reached for a spoon, smearing the writing on top of the cake.

"Alex, what have you just done?" Isobel raised an eyebrow, confused as to why her son would ruin such a nice gift from such a nice boy.

"Uh, Jack didn't have enough icing at his house, so we're going to make more. Just spreading it out, mum." Alex saved himself, catching the approving look Jack have him in response to his quick answer.

"Alright, hun," Alex's mother said, "I'll leave you two alone, then."

Once she had retreated back into the living room, Alex turned to Jack, shoving him ever so lightly into the counter!

"Jack! What if my mom saw it! She doesn't need to know you got semen in my eye!" Alex stressed, his whispers sounding a fair amount like yells.

"Relax, you handled it well. Are we going to make more icing, then?" Jack asked, watching as Alex thought for a moment.

"Wait, is this actually for me?" He questioned, surprised the thought had not entered his mind sooner.

"Yep, you don't have to worry about anything. I looked up recipes online and stuff, but I was still scared, so I just called your mom. She told me what to do, and how to do it. I was very careful, you shouldn't have to worry." Jack explained, as Alex's face lit up.

Pulling Jack into a hug, Alex murmured, "You're the best ever."

"I love you," Jack said into Alex's hair, his heart still doing the same little leap it did whenever he let those three words out.

"I love you, too," Alex replied, easing Jack's nerves as usual. At this point, Jack wondered why he ever doubted Alex. They were teenagers, though, and things were unexpected. "You're so good to me."

"I love hearing that," Jack responded, "'I love you,' I mean. I can't believe you do. It's great. And of course I'm good to you, I won't ever be anything less."

Alex giggled at Jack's words, leaning forward to press a kiss to his boyfriend's neck. "Of course, I do. I love a lot of people, Jay. Obviously you're special, but you get what I mean."

"I do," Jack nodded, "We're young."

Nodding as well, Alex asked, "So, can we eat this, now?"

"Didn't you want to add more icing? Besides, wouldn't you want to save it for tomorrow?" Jack asked.

"Nah," Alex shrugged, "My mom's probably already forgotten. And no, I've got a cake for tomorrow from my mom, too. We should definitely eat this now."

"If you say so," Jack smiled, before helping Alex get what he needed to cut the cake. He made Alex cut himself a big piece, before only asking for a smaller one.

"Are you sure?" Alex hummed, "I know it's for me, but it's a lot for me to eat on my own, Jack."

"I'm sure," Jack deciding, getting much more joy from watching Alex eat his cake than he did from eating his own.

After they finished cleaning up, the couple sat on the couch together, Alex curled up in Jack's side as they watched T.V.. They were able to find a couple good movies on, since it was the Christmas season, after all. Before they knew it, it was approaching midnight, and they were awaiting the seconds until Alex's birthday arrived.

"Happy birthday, baby!" Jack cheered, when the clock finally hit 12:00 am.

"Thanks," Alex laughed, pecking Jack on the lips.

"Tomorrow's going to be fun, I can't wait to give you your present." Jack voiced, noticing how Alex became a bit confused.

"The cake wasn't my present?" He asked, frowning when Jack shook his head. "You didn't have to get me anything, really."

"Don't be silly," Jack shook his head, pausing when one final thing popped into his head. "Wait, I have another sort of part of your gift, I guess. It's not really supposed to be part of it, but I bought it for you, and it's your birthday, so whatever."

Standing up and jogging back into the foyer quickly, Jack grabbed something out of his jacket pocket, before sitting back down next to Alex on the couch.

"Here," he said, placing a tube of Chapstick into Alex's hand. "Because you needed it earlier."

"You're cute," Alex grinned, "Thank you, Jack."

Notes

bet you weren't expecting that ! ! !

i hope you guys enjoyed this and i'm sorry if it sucks lol let please me know what you think :^)

this is the last smut for like ten more chapters as things are about to get a lil wild tbh so stay tuned

thank you to Carebear for commenting and thanks for reading <3 <3 <3