Horseshoes and Hand Grenades

"Did you follow me up here just to do this?" Alex breathed, backing away slowly from Jack's lips and looking him in the eye. "Because we could have just done this down stairs." They were sitting on the edge of his bed, and had been for the last fifteen minutes or so, making out at a fairly steady pace.

Jack laughed. "Not really, but why're you in such a rush?" Alex shrugged, and Jack hummed. "Okay, well..." He trailed off, pulling Alex back in toward him again, and kissing his cheek before moving down to his neck. If Alex wanted to keep it moving, then he would. As he tugged on Alex's shirt to reveal his collarbone, gently nibbling on it and then slowly licking over the area, he realized something. "We should go back downstairs."

"Why?" Alex raised an eyebrow, a full pout on display as he pulled the collar of his shirt back up. He kind of looked like an angry toddler. It was hard for Jack to not laugh.

"Somebody could come up here any second." Jack reasoned, and Alex sighed.

"So? We're just kissing," Alex said, receiving a skeptical look from Jack in reply.

"That's where you think this is going?" Jack asked, and the corners of Alex's mouth switched.

"Well," he began, unable to finish when Jack finally caught him smiling. Alex let out a small laugh instead, which made Jack want to squish his stupid face and shut him up. At least Alex was not actually mad or disappointed, just a little cheeky.

"Exactly," Jack nodded, "Which is why we should go."

In obvious disagreement, Alex did not respond, choosing to move over and climb into Jack's lap instead. He put his arms around the taller boy's neck, bumping noses with him as we whispered, "I can lock the door,"

"No, Alex," Jack chuckled, hands moving to Alex's waist to make some distance between them. "Are you sure you haven't drank anything?"

Alex narrowed his eyes at his boyfriend. "Yes, why?"

"You know this is dumb. Besides, I thought you didn't want to have sex with me when I've been drinking?"

"You aren't even drunk," Alex replied, sitting back onto Jack's knees. Jack shrugged, it was true. "And I never said I wanted to have sex."

"Either way," Jack said, leaning forward kissing the blond on the lips lightly, "That's enough for now." Alex got up off of Jack, taking his hand as they made their way to the door. He was content with the end of their dispute, until Jack mentioned something else. "Remember when you were so shy about sex? You're kind of crazy now."

"I'm not the one who walked to your house at midnight for it," Alex rebuttled, and Jack let him have that one.

On their way down the stairs, Jack decided to change the subject. "You know, you amaze me." He said, and Alex looked at him questioningly, waiting for Jack to continue. "You don't want to drink, so you don't. Not many people our age are able to actually follow through with that, their own decision that they actually want."

"Not really," Alex hummed, still leading Jack along by the hand. "I'm used to it, remember? When I was smaller, it was cake and sweets and things like that. Now it's easy for me to avoid things, even when everyone else is enjoying them."

"That makes sense," Jack nodded, "I just think it's cool, especially since I do it quite a bit. You still don't."

When they arrived back into the living room, all was well, besides the side eye Jack received from Rian. Rian was good at knowing what was up. Jack sat across from them, with Alex sitting down next to him. Since everyone was still engrossed in their previous conversations, Alex focused on Jack once again.

"You should sleep over," he decided.

"Are you sure your mom would be okay with that?" Jack asked, unsure of Alex's proposal.

"Yeah," Alex shrugged, "I mean, just stay here until they get back when it's super late, and then they won't really have a choice."

"You're funny," Jack smiled, "But really. They wouldn't be mad?"

"I don't think so," Alex said, curling his arm around Jack's front and cuddling into him. "I just want you to stay."

By the end of the night, Alex was pretty satisfied. His friends had fun, everyone got home safe, and Jack's mom had agreed to let him stay over at Alex's. It was only midnight when Alex finally had the place cleaned up, but he was still quite tired. Deciding not to make the same mistake he made last time, he waited up for his parents on the couch with Jack. By the time they arrived an hour later, though, Alex was fast asleep on Jack's lap, and Jack had to ask Alex's parents if he could stay over by himself. Surprisingly, it was not that awkward, and Alex's parents were alright with it.

"Alex," Jack whispered, once the blond's mother and father had began to head upstairs, "Your parents are home. They said I can stay. Let's go upstairs now, okay?" Alex mumbled something that Jack could not quite catch, but he was able to get up and drag himself up to bed with the help of Jack, tugging off his pants and kissing Jack on the nose before flopping down and falling fast asleep.

When Alex woke up, Jack was just getting out of his bed on the opposite side of him.

"Where're you going?"

Jack turned around, smiling at Alex. "Hey," he kept walking, picking up Alex's phone that had somehow been left on the floor across the room, and bringing it back. "Your phone is vibrating." Jack picked it up, looking at the screen and not saying anything else, before handing it to Alex. By the time Alex had a chance to take a look, it stopped ringing.

"I'll text him," Alex mumbled, typing something quickly before tossing his phone away and patting the spot beside him. "Come here."

Sitting cross legged, Jack reached out to play with Alex's hair as he asked, "Why is Max calling you this early?"

"We made plans to hang out yesterday, but I forgot to give him a time." Alex explained, and Jack nodded.

"When are you leaving?" He asked, and Alex shrugged.

"In an hour or two, I think. Sorry I didn't tell you, I completely forgot." Alex said in the middle of a yawn. Jack lay down next to him, getting under the blankets again and wrapping his arm around Alex.

"So I don't have to leave for a while then?" Jack assumed, and Alex nodded.

"Well, unless my parents want me to do anything before I go," Alex began, "Wait. Nevermind, they're at work. I love spring break."

"That means it's just us here," Jack continued, leaning in closer to Alex and burying his face in his neck, smiling against his skin. "Right?"

"Right," Alex said softly, feeling like Jack had been waiting for him to catch on for a while. He felt Jack's lips on neck, traveling up toward his face, before his boyfriend was looking at him in the eyes.

"I want to kiss you everywhere," Jack said, and Alex laughed. "Eve-," he kissed his forehead, "Rey-" he kissed his cheek, "Where." He finished off the word with a kiss to Alex's nose, and Alex grinned up at him, cupping Jack's face in his hands.

"Go ahead."

The pair spent the next hour or so enjoying their privacy, and Alex was glad that he was finally being reimbursed for the night before. They explored things they had forgotten about recently, and it was as perfect as it could be; Though they were just messing around, and they knew it. Neither of them really expected much from the other. Alex was running late by the time he was showered and dressed, and of course, he ran into a dilemma.

"I have no fucking clean pants!" He shouted from the bathroom, to where Jack was lying on his bed in his room. Getting up to join Alex in the washroom, he was greeted by his frowning, boxer-clad boyfriend. "I forgot to wash my pants. I literally have none."

Thinking for a moment, Jack had an idea. "I think I left a pair of my soccer pants here a while back, and I'm pretty sure they were clean. They're somewhere in your room."

"Since when?" Alex asked, and Jack shrugged.

"I don't know. I forgot about them, and you're kind of messy." He laughed, making Alex pout more.

"Go find them for me, you dick." Jack did as he was told, and came back with the pants a few minutes later. They were a little dusty, but for some odd reason, Alex did not want to wear his other clothes. Jack found it weird how he would only wear clean clothes, yet often forgot to wash his laundry. "These have your initials on them."

"So?" Jack replied, shrugging.

"Okay, fine, whatever," Alex said, slipping them on. When he noticed Jack eyeing him, he huffed. "What?"

"You fill those out a lot better than I do," Jack laughed, and Alex rolled his eyes.

"Yeah, whatever, thanks. I have to go soon." Alex said, giving up with trying to pull up the pants, since they were a bit too long for his legs. "I'll see you later, love."

Notes

LOL SRY U THOT IT WAS SEX ok hi guys so no surprise here but i'm still shit at writing and i only have 1 chapter left prewritten??? but whatever i won't let u down :^) this is also the last happy chapter so plz don't hate me when things get craY

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