traitor fit !
I like him much better without the suit. cowboy or nothing baby
(Writing recs) could you do something relating to Javid and their difference in hand sizes-? It's just so cute and I know you liked the idea
I’ve been editing this for some time and I finally kinda like the product❗️ here ya go my friend I hope it’s up to par !
The lamps had all been turned out, and the fire dwindling in the wood stove was the only light left in the front room.
After supper, a while ago now, David had ushered Jack to his bedroom, far from private but the most secluded place they could get until the warmer months when the rooftop wouldn’t be covered in ice and snow, and the temperature would rise to something good and reasonable, rather than so cold that you could see your breath billowing in front of you every time you stepped outside.
Snow had been falling all day, turning to something more of a blizzard once the sun went down. The glass was frosty and Les had drawn pictures in it until Mayer told him to stop.
David closed the curtains while Jack was there, as if somehow that would make it less cold. They bundled together under the covers, and Esther delivered them hot chocolate to try and drive the lingering chill away.
David had indiscreetly checked his watch periodically, watching the hours tick away where Jack wouldn’t see and be reminded of how late it was getting. David selfishly hoped that by the time Jack realized, it would be too late, and he would have to spend the night at David’s place instead.
Around nine-thirty, Jack finally stretched and pushed off the quilt, saying he had to get going or old Kloppman would lock him out.
David rolled his eyes and got up to open the curtains. The fire escape was layered thick with snow, pretty in the dark, but nothing he could imagine wanting to trek through so late.
“Why don’t you just stay over tonight? It doesn’t make any sense to go through all that trouble when there’s already a place for you here.”
For a moment Jack paused and seemed to consider what David said. He continued slipping on his tattered gloves that had seen better days. “I’ve overstayed my welcome long enough.”
David narrowed his eyes at him, angrily, hoping Jack would notice. He didn’t, therefore David made no move to unlock the window just yet. “It would be a lot easier, though, if you stayed. Your socks will get wet if you go out there.”
Jack made a face at him, and wrapped his black and grey scarf around his neck.
“I’m just saying,” David reiterated, shrugging and leaning his palms on the windowsill. “What’s that thing you always say? ‘Work smarter, not harder’?”
“Mouth,” huffed Jack, part affection and part irritation.
Applying the same sentiment, David could just as easily have let it go after Jack had already made up his mind. But it was dangerous out there, and Jack could catch a cold, or pneumonia, or something could happen and he’d be out there all alone with nobody to help him somewhere safe. Too much could go wrong when it could all be easily avoided if Jack just listened for once in his life. David guessed that sensibility had never been his strong suit.
David cracked a smile, leaning on the bed frame for a second so he could kick Jack’s boots under his bed. “I could even make us breakfast in the morning.”
“You got school.”
“Tomorrow’s Saturday, Jack.”
“Even if it wasn’t, that wouldn’t matter.”
“Where’s my boots?” Jack scanned the floor. David lurched forward as Jack made the motion to kneel down to check under the bed.
“In this weather,” David remarked, pushing his hand to Jack’s shoulder to stop him, “You could catch cold. Maybe worse. Hypothermia, it isn’t pretty. Or pneumonia, or…”
Jack met David’s unwavering gaze. “Or?”
David stared back, taking the hat out of Jack’s hands and putting it on the mattress behind him. “I really think you should stay.”
“You think so?”
“I want you to stay.”
Jack gauged David’s expression, the stiffness in his shoulders and the tight corners of his lips. The kind of look that Jack used to dread.
Jack’s fingers twitched and he looked away. David knew he had won.
Slowly, Jack began taking off his coat. David caught his hand and plucked off one of his gloves, leaving the other at Jack’s side. David stepped closer, their fingers entwined, palms flat against each other.
Holding hands was never something Jack ever envisioned romanticizing or dwelling on once the moment was over. David made him crazy sometimes. His hands were unlike any others he’d held before, which weren’t many. They were soft and cold and unworked, just like the rest of him, and it was irking. Every time their fingers laced Jack was reminded of how far apart they really were. There was a nagging voice at the back of Jack’s mind, always, antagonizing a twinge from his heart, telling him to let go, as if the contact was poison, and if they did it for too long he would infect David.
They stood a breath away from each other. David could practically hear the gears turning in Jack’s head, and the pinch of his expression up close made him want to reach out and touch his cheek. Instead he leaned his head against Jack’s shoulder, rubbing his thumb over the back of his palm.
“Your hands are so much bigger than mine,” David swayed.
“The better to hold yours with I guess.”
David chuckled, gingerly reaching his other arm around Jack’s waist. “You can never overstay your welcome here, by the way. There won’t come a day where we won’t be happy to have you.”
Jack nodded brusquely. Somehow he doubted that. Something could always happen. David could grow out of their friendship. Jack could do something truly horrible. He wouldn’t even have to try. It would be so easy. The Jacobses were so kind…
Jack cleared his throat, leaning out of David’s touch. “Thanks, Dave.”
you & me always forever
hello! I love your art so much, it brings me great joy. If you haven't already, would it be possible to request some ✨racetrack✨? :)
Aaa thank you so much !!! here is The Racer !
blush being soft for drawing requests :)
consider it done !
“do you think the moon really is made out of cheese”
My career was on the skits mate😱📼and you fished me outa the muck😚👑you got me back on my feet👆you did‼️
💞It was nothing chum😌I wanted to help you make more of that far out sound😏🤼♂️I love your music, my man🥰🎸And I love……🤭😰
You don’t have to say it mate💫👨❤️💋👨
hi i love your art so much. could i request javid asleep? just soft and cuddly 🥰 thanks
Thank you!!! Here ya go mate👍
SHH!!!!! Be very quiet. They r sleeping
Good morning to sad cowboys, boys with blue eyes and smart brains, children who go feral for candy, harmonica-playing bookies, vaudeville performers, adopted fathers, freckled gnomes with slingshots, sauerkraut ruiners, seniors who lie to cops, the 26th president of the United States, girls who can throw a punch, boys who tell dumb jokes and the boys who love them for it, and people whose love language is Marbles.
I can’t wait until finals are over next week. I’ll have way more time to accomplish basic necessities ! like watching Newsies, and
dude omg I’m rewatching newsies and I physically can’t— why is blush so cute 😭😭
the way they smile at each other, the way they’re constantly getting the other‘s attention, the way they’re always making physical contact, just— ughhhh they’re so precious
Step 1. yearn
pride pfp :]
who d'ya suppose he got into a fight with?
IT’S HALLOWEEN TIME TO GET SPOOKY
I T S T H E M I D D L E O F J U N E
I T I S H A L L O W E E N T I M E T O G E T S P O O K Y
ok who the fuck got this on my dash it’s still june
how does this appear every june
T I M E T O G E T S P O O K Y
T I M E T O G E T S P O O K I N G Y’ A L L
LEE IT’S JUNE
GAY HALLOWEEN TIME
y’all know what fuckin month it is 😎
TIME TO GET SPOOKY
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