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AB Jack Davis ([info]my_boy_jack) wrote,
@ 2010-06-10 20:52:00

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May 25, 2000
12:32 PM
New York City

“Jesus, Jack, calm down,” June said with a slight laugh, rolling her eyes at the nearly-giddy man next to her. She’d sat with him on the train for a whole hour and a half, listening to him go on and on about how excited he was to introduce her to his boyfriend, how wonderful he was and how hot and charming and funny he was and blah blah blah blah.

She… was happy for him. She was, she really was-- Jack deserved to be happy, he deserved the best. But she was apprehensive. She didn’t know what kind of guy Jack would go for, if he’d live up to her expectations for him, if he’d be good enough for Jack.

June was nervous. And she didn’t want Jack getting his heart broken.

The blond in question practically leaped to his feet as the train slowed, and was the first one in line at the door to get out. He pulled June though the crowd, making both of them laugh, and they held hands as they pushed through the throng of people heading upstairs. After a relatively short walk, Jack and June arrived in the main hall, standing on a marble floor beneath a turquoise-painted sky.

“He should be here somewhere, he said he was waiting,” Jack said anxiously, looking around rather desperately for his boyfriend.


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[info]bombardier
2010-06-10 08:15 pm UTC (link)
Sam wasn't totally late, not completely, but he was just a bit tardy - that or he took a little extra time to try to look more presentable. He knew he was meeting his boyfriend's. . .well, his beard, as Sam called it, but he wanted to make Jack happy. That had been his priority all along, that he make Jack happy.

Also, part of making Jack happy was looking handsome, he'd learned, so he could do that. He also wanted to look all responsible and grown-up, in a way, and had actually worn a shirt with a collar and buttons.

Of course, the buttons weren't exactly fastened all the way, and his chest was showing, just how Sam liked it for Jack, but that was neither here nor there. He thought he looked good, as he passed a shiny window outside of the station. He put his hands in his pockets and walked in slowly, his stride lending itself well to swaggering masculinity - hiding the war injury well. He passed through the lunch rush, easily the tallest man in the crowds, standing at their usual meeting spot right in the middle of the lobby and trying to make it seem like he didn't JUST arrive there. He was supposed to be responsible and punctual, right?

Right.

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[info]my_boy_jack
2010-06-10 08:21 pm UTC (link)
Jack was on the lookout. It had been a week since they’d seen each other, and when their relationship was so new, that felt like a long time. A really long time. Jack was lovesick and wanted to be around his boyfriend constantly, and hated that he lived a whole hour and a half away.

Yes, Jack was sappy. And kind of needy. But this was all totally new for him.

“Sam!” Jack cried out happily when he spotted the tall man, grinning over his shoulder to June. “Come on, he’s over there,” he told her, yanking her hand over again, practically jogging over to the spot where Sam was. “I missed you,” Jack breathed as he let go of June, moving into Sam’s arms for a tight, long hug.

Before he pulled away and kissed him deeply, of course, hand holding his cheek.

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[info]bombardier
2010-06-10 08:31 pm UTC (link)
Sam felt as if it was a long time to go without him, too. He missed him terribly, even though they'd only started going out recently, but he was lovesick as well. He missed Jack when he woke up in the morning and wasn't there, expected to see him at the deli down the street, and he called him all the time just to chat with him between classes. But he needed to see him, and had to stop himself from ditching physical therapy sessions to catch a train to New Haven to see him.

Needy, yes, but Sam could deal with that.

Hearing a familiar voice, Sam grinned and saw his boyfriend with a brunette girl in tow, walking over to him as well. He laughed cheerfully and wrapped his long arms around Jack's hips, moving into the kiss easily, without hesitation, just so happy to see him. One hand rose to the back of Jack's head as he pushed him into the kiss quickly, making the most of this public "spectacle" they were making, seeming to forget the forgotten straight girl.

Kissing Jack Davis for the first time after a week kind of took priority.

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[info]my_boy_jack
2010-06-10 08:38 pm UTC (link)
June wasn’t expecting to see that.

She gasped a little in surprise, brown eyes going wide at the sight of Jack… making out with another man in public. He had certainly never done that with her-- he’d never done ANYTHING like that! And it wasn’t really proper, was it? “Jack!” she hissed quietly, embarrassed for all of them, looking around to see if anyone was staring.

No one was, but she didn’t care.

Jack smiled into the kiss, pulling back reluctantly-- with several smaller, quicker kisses as pitstops along the way. He touched his boyfriend’s face sweetly again before turning, holding Sam’s arm around his hips. “Sorry, June,” he smiled at her breathlessly, obviously just thrilled to be with his boyfriend again. “This is Sam. Sam, this is June.”

June smiled awkwardly, sticking her hand out for him. “Nice to meet you,” she said, only a hint of stoniness detectable in her voice. She was… well, she could understand why Jack liked him-- he was tall, good-looking, but other than that? Well, he obviously didn’t have great manners, if he let Jack make out with him in public. He could get him in trouble with that shit!

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[info]bombardier
2010-06-10 08:44 pm UTC (link)
Sam wasn't expecting Jack to leap at him like that, but was glad he did. Of course he was glad! He missed him! He was so lovesick and so needy to be with Jack again that the hiss from the girl went unnoticed, instead replaced with a quick, quiet groan of Jack's name of his own. He didn't care if it wasn't proper, and that didn't even cross his mind.

He met Jack's kisses with his own grin, whispering, "I'm so glad you're here" as his boyfriend touched his face and held his arm around him. One arm still holding the young man, Sam extended his hand to shake the girl's. "I've heard a lot about you, it's good to meet you," he drawled in his thick accent, squeezing Jack's hip teasingly as he made that remark. Jack had told him a lot about her, but he knew to be on his best behavior.

Well. That was all relative. His goddamn boyfriend was finally here!

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[info]my_boy_jack
2010-06-10 09:00 pm UTC (link)
Jack wasn’t expecting to do it either, but he didn’t mind that he had. Normally, he would have gone to the city when he got out of class on Friday… but here it was, Saturday at noon, and he missed him. Besides, Jack was growing more and more comfortable with being open with Sam in public. The train station was safe, it seemed-- everyone was too focused on themselves to pay any attention to the kiss he and his boyfriend shared.

Jack grinned brightly as they shook hands, tilting his head to press a too-long kiss to Sam’s cheek. He absolutely refused to move away from him, staying hip-to-hip, with his boyfriend’s arm around his waist. “Sam’s from Texas,” Jack piped up with a proud grin, causing June to laugh at him.

“I know, Jack, you’ve told me a thousand times,” she replied with a smile, still feeling… slightly annoyed. For one reason or another.

“Oh, right,” the blond laughed sheepishly, feeling a bit like a teenaged girl whenever he spoke about Sam or was near Sam or thought about Sam and… well, yes. Er. “Well we can… go, then? I thought maybe that place you took me to two weeks ago? That one on Christopher Street?” Jack asked him, putting a hand on his boyfriend’s stomach, sweet, as he looked up at him, practically asking for another kiss.

June rolled her eyes. Hopefully neither of them saw.

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[info]bombardier
2010-06-10 09:22 pm UTC (link)
Sam was comfortable with acting sappy around his boyfriend within reason. They were comfortable with holding hands where they could, or kissing when it was safe to, and in the middle of the busiest station in Manhattan, that was as good as any place. He grinned as Jack kissed his cheek, running his thumb along the side of Jack's hip affectionately, as if to thank him for the praise in being a good boyfriend and greeting the girl. He cheerfully laughed and nodded, "I think she can tell by the voice, baby." He shot an apologetic little glance to June as his boyfriend acted so silly, but thought it was adorable all the while. "What else didja' tell your girl here about me?" Sam asked, taking the opportunity to brush his nose against Jack's cheek, being playfully teasing.

Sam nodded and smiled, feeling more comfortable than he ever had as Jack touched him like that. Not at all seeing June's expression, only focused on Jack now, he chuckled and drawled, "Which place? The grilled chicken sandwich place? By the bookstore? Yeah, we can go there. Anywhere you want." Dotingly, Sam leaned in and kissed his younger boyfriend quickly, knowing full well what that expression meant - and more than happy to oblige him.

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[info]bombardier
2010-06-11 10:14 pm UTC (link)
Sam stifled a shiver, instead just wriggling his legs as his knees went weak, loving it when Jack kissed him like that. "Jack, baby," he playfully and flirtatiously reprimanded, showing he didn't mind in any way, shape, or form. "You'll make June jealous," he laughed out loud, grinning at his own joke.

The older man wasn't entirely comfortable around straight women, he was never the type of gay man to have heterosexual women friends like many did, but he could suck it up and make nice for Jack. And this one seemed harmless enough - just your typical rich girl at an expensive school. "Are you studying the same thing as Jack? Gonna' be an ad exec?" he smiled politely, settling back comfortably in his seat.

Sam did laugh as well as June said 'you know,' grinning as if it was a joke, maybe not the best thing to do, but it amused him. "I know," he smirked, thinking it wasn't as big a deal as June thought it was. He had no idea how serious they were, and made light of it. . .in a way. It was more humorous to Sam, really, but Sam didn't know just how bad the situation was outside of Manhattan.

"I can see," Sam grinned, holding Jack a little closer as he looked over at June. "It can be difficult, he's a little bit of a handful sometimes, you probably know what I'm talking about," he smirked slyly, just trying to get Jack's goat.

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[info]my_boy_jack
2010-06-12 03:45 am UTC (link)
June blinked at them, mouth hanging open slightly in hurt shock. Jack, again, had never, ever done that with her. He’d never even thought about it. And here this man was… somehow convincing Jack to throw himself at him, like he… she hated it. She hated every part of this.

But Jack smiled up at him, giving him another kiss. “Sorry,” he apologized to Sam, sweetly bumping his nose against his quickly.

“Ah, journalism,” June answered, still looking at Jack warily, as if wondering who he had become. She’d never seen him look like this, so… happy and at ease and relaxed. That was good, of course, she just worried about the cost at which it came. She was worried for him, worried about how fast he was falling for this guy.”I’m going to be a reporter. Hopefully.”

“She will,” Jack piped up, nodding. “She’s a brilliant writer. She’ll get picked up by a paper with no trouble.”

June didn’t think it was funny. At all. It had practically destroyed her. She looked at Sam quickly, shocked that he’d laughed, though decided to play it off-- for Jack. She fought for a smile, even though she felt like yelling at the older man Jack had got for himself. She had thought she was going to marry him, after all.

“Shut the hell up,” Jack laughed at him again, playfully pushing him back as he smiled, finally sitting up straight. “You’re an asshole,” he told his boyfriend with an adoring grin, looking like he was… professing his love, or something.

June, meanwhile, was not impressed. “Not really,” she said, shrugging a little, earning a silly “THANK YOU,” from the man in question. She didn’t think Jack was a handful at all-- except that stubbornness of his, maybe-- and certainly didn’t think he was difficult. She didn’t really think Sam should be joking about him so early on in the relationship.

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[info]bombardier
2010-06-12 08:38 am UTC (link)
Sam fortunately didn't notice June, as his green eyes hung heavy, still trying to shake the intense attraction and feelings Jack caused in him with the kiss to his chest. He merely murmured happily at the young man as he apologized, showing him he didn't care too much, more focused on the cuteness of the kiss. And that nose-bump. . .yeah. Sam was falling hard. Jack was just too adorable.

"That's interesting!" Sam nodded enthusiastically, looking for the praise on a job well done from Jack. "So you want to be a newspaper reporter? Not one of them reporters on the TV?" he asked, keeping the conversation on her, as he figured straight girls liked, and as Jack would like him to do.

"What? So you say I'm handsome and amazing and hot and you love spending time with me, then you call me an asshole?" Sam teasingly inquired, grinning all the while. "Can't keep track of you, I swear, you're impossible," he slugged him guyishly in the upper arm and said, gesturing to him in front of June. "This is what I'm talking about, so damn hard to keep track of," he teased, though he slid his hand along Jack's stomach under the table still.

"Then why's he taking out all his unpolite-ness on me, then, if you don't see it?!" Sam laughed out loud, grinning over at Jack at his own joke. "Stubborn as an old mule sometimes, I swear," he joked. Of course, he meant a handful in a. . .a different way, but maybe it was for the best that June didn't pick up on that.

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[info]my_boy_jack
2010-06-12 09:21 pm UTC (link)
“What?” Jack asked with a light laugh, still smiling at him. He knew he’d gotten Sam riled up, though he hadn’t meant to at all. “Calm down,” he ordered quietly, still smiling at him softly and happily.

June wished they’d calm down as well.

“A newspaper reporter, yes,” June answered, thinking all of Sam’s interest in her was just for show. He obviously didn’t care; he was only going off of what Jack told him or asked him to do. She saw the way he smiled over at him, could see the top of his hand as he squeezed Sam’s thigh encouragingly. And she hated it, of course.

Jack grinned as well, elbowing Sam playfully in the chest. “I do think you’re all those things,” he said with a bit of a blush, rolling his eyes over at June. “Shut up,” Jack laughed at him, happily cuddling into him even more. He smiled happily, running his hand up Sam’s forearm, just completely enamored with him.

“He sure is stubborn,” June confirmed, unable to lie about that one. Jack just rolled his eyes, waving over a waiter. “Both of you shut up,” he snorted, still holding Sam’s hand as he looked at the menu, looking up with a smile as the waiter arrived at their table.

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[info]bombardier
2010-06-12 10:10 pm UTC (link)
"You know what," Sam murmured back to him, a blush falling lightly on his cheeks, just enough to show the freckles on his nose and face - something Jack had pointed out to him, something that would always be attributed to his boyfriend, even later on. "Easy for you to say, Jesus," he snickered and shook his head, playfully covering the opening of his shirt.

Of course he did care, he was just scared of awakening her "hard-ass" qualities that Jack had warned him about! He wasn't yet comfortable around her, not entirely, and had gone into this day thinking he'd be under a microscope around June. She didn't seem too bad, but he was trying. He'd get comfortable soon enough, he felt. "That's interesting," he nodded. "I've met a few of 'em. They interviewed me back when I was in the army, both kinds, too. Writing ones and them on the TV with a camera crew," Sam explained. "Get to travel all over the world, meet people, sheesh, reporters got it made," he said, sounding oh-so-intelligent as he drawled and dropped his letters everywhere.

"An asshole too?! What makes me an asshole?!" Sam asked with a bright smile and a cheerful laugh, just playing along. "Mean, you are," he smirked, letting his boyfriend cuddle close to him and touch his arm like that.

Sam opened his mouth to say something just as the waiter walked up to their table, ready to take their orders. "Well baby, what'll you and June here have?" he asked Jack, letting both of them go first.

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[info]my_boy_jack
2010-06-12 10:33 pm UTC (link)
Jack only smiled wider, proud he was able to get to his boyfriend so easily. This whole “sexually attractive” thing was still kind of new for him, after all. “Shut up,” he laughed at him quietly, obviously sharing a private moment with Sam. “Make it up to you later,” he mumbled, kissing the older man’s lower lip quickly.

June nodded, pretending to be interested in all Sam said. He just sounded like an idiot, really, and he clearly had no idea what he was talking about. Jack meanwhile, made goo-goo eyes at him, playing with the buttons on his shirt. “You were interviewed?” Jack asked him quietly, interested, even though he knew his boyfriend didn’t like talking about his time in the army too much. “While you were serving?”

“I called you an asshole before, too,” Jack reminded him, still grinning as he gave him another kiss, unable to stay away for too long. “Its just who you are.”

June certainly agreed with that. … Even if Sam had been nothing but a gentleman. Whatever.

“Ceasar salad, please,” June said, giving the waiter a more-genuine smile. “And a grilled chicken sandwich for me, please. With French fries,” Jack ordered with his usual dimpled grin. The waiter nodded in return, giving Jack a bit of a sexy smile, but Jack ignored it. “What’re you having, Texas?” he murmured to Sam, still rubbing his thigh affectionately.

Texas? Texas? Jack had a NICKNAME for him?!

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[info]bombardier
2010-06-13 04:14 am UTC (link)
While it was all new to Jack, Sam fell for it hard. Not only did his boyfriend care about him and not only was he intelligent and funny and a million other things that Sam could say in the throes of puppy-love about Jack Davis, but he was definitely, truly, absolutely sexually attractive. There was no doubt about it - Jack was smoking hot, and it seemed to come naturally to him. "How do you say we go about doing that?" Sam whispered quietly, barely over a mere murmur in his deep voice, smiling wantingly at Jack, especially after he kissed just his lower lip like that. It was obvious, that near killed Sam.

Sam didn't know anything about reporters! He was trying, but of course he didn't know what he was really talking about! But the way Jack looked at him made him feel as if he was doing a great job so far. The older man got an almost uncharacteristically innocent expression in his green eyes, nodding in that quick 'well let's get it over with' way he got when he spoke about the army and his time in it. "Yeah, in the hospital. Wanted to talk to me about what had happened," he replied, not really wanting to talk too much about it, especially not in front of June, who they were trying to show a good time. "Over in Kosovo," he murmured quietly, as if that part wasn't important.

"Then you're just always mean," Sam grinned and kissed him in return, turning his attention to June once more. "This is what I'm talking about, he likes mean name-calling," he joked, running his hand up through his boyfriend's hair.

The older man grinned as Jack ordered his usual, leaning in and squeezing him in his arm quickly. "I'll have the meatloaf, please," he grinned, going a completely different route from the Yale students. "And a coke, thanks," he nodded as the waiter left, turning to press a kiss to the tip of Jack's nose.

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[info]bombardier
2010-06-15 05:59 am UTC (link)
Sam wasn't convinced, but stopped anyways, reluctantly loosening his hold on his younger boyfriend. . .though his eyes did glance down to Jack's hands n his chest, though in a different way than Jack probably meant to. "Okay," he said in a quietly vulnerable voice, concerned still, but holding Jack if Jack insisted. From the way the other woman acted and looked at them, it seemed to Sam as if it did have something to do with him, or at least who Jack was, which Sam was obviously at fault for - in one way or another. "If you say so," he murmured against his lips, kissing him once more, leaving to sit back in his seat comfortably. . .arm still around him, of course.

"The gays?" Sam laughed out loud. "I dunno! I ain't really no part of the 'gay community' or whatever the hell they're calling eachother now, I don't know what rules they have," the older man exclaimed. "Two nights? June, what do you say, what do you think it is?" he asked the woman sitting across from them, trying to keep her involved as well.

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[info]my_boy_jack
2010-06-15 07:11 am UTC (link)
Well Jack certainly didn’t mean for it to be attractive, but he did tend to forget how his boyfriend felt about that. They weren’t in a place where it would be sexy! They weren’t alone together! “I’m fine,” Jack assured him with a smile, kissing him again… only to be interrupted by June.

“William wouldn’t be happy,” she said, wanting to distract him. “Will doesn’t need to know… anything about my life right now,” Jack said sternly, suddenly quite defensive. “And please June, let’s just… I don’t want to talk about this,” he said, rather forcefully, which was a surprise coming from the younger boy. “Lets just save it for another time, okay?”

June gave a bit of a sigh, though she nodded and gave in anyway. “Fine,” she said, “but you know I worry.”

“You don’t need to,” Jack told her, now sounding a little better off, taking Sam’s hand in his own. “I’m happy,” he grinned, looking up at Sam, letting him know that was all his doing.

“I really have no idea,” June told Sam, sitting back as the waiter brought their food. She took the opportunity to focus on her salad, noticing that Jack finally sat up and broke away to eat. “Luckily I accosted you in the locker room,” he smiled, eating a couple of French fries from the large pile on his plate.

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[info]bombardier
2010-06-15 07:56 am UTC (link)
It was still sexy! He didn't care about the context! A hand on the chest was a hand on the chest any way you got it on there! Or so Sam, the perpetually horny man, always thought. "If you say so, Yale," Sam murmured against his lips, also interrupted and distracted by the young woman.

He knew who William was, and he knew how quiet and stoic Jack got when he was brought up. He knew he was the priest, and he almost felt as if June was trying to make Jack upset. Maybe he was just reacting to Jack's defensiveness, but he couldn't be sure. It was still worrisome. He merely pouted and held Jack's hand in his own, not wanting to speak up as June did. "I'm happy you're happy," Sam said, dotingly kissing Jack on the cheek and trying to drop the subject, though he was still concerned.

Sam welcomed the waiter's interruption, now being able to focus on their food instead of him faltering in trying to speak to the other woman. "Accosted?" Sam asked as he tucked into his huge plate of food, starting with the mashed potatoes first. "You didn't accost me. You walked in there all shy and cute and asking if I'd even remember you," he teased, eyeing Jack's fries with interest.

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[info]my_boy_jack
2010-06-15 06:09 pm UTC (link)
June wasn’t trying to make him upset, but she was trying to prove a point. Jack needed someone he could rely on, someone who would make him feel better, someone who knew what he was talking about. Sam, clearly, was not that man, and she wanted the both of them to see it. She felt bad for making Jack upset, but she thought it was better this way than because of something Sam did.

Jack smiled at him, catching his lips again in another kiss, this one harder and deeper. “I’m happy,” he told him again, sounding more sure of himself finally, pressing another fast kiss to Sam’s lips.

June glared. Still. This wasn’t the reaction she was looking for, but it… was still okay. The thought was there. The issue was exposed. It’d… grow from there, she could hope.

Jack grinned brightly and looked over at his boyfriend, shrugging as he turned back to his food. “Well I didn’t know! He said after swallowing a bit of his sandwich. “You’re… older, hotter, more experienced, how the hell would I know if you remembered me? You probably meet five or six hot guys a day, even now. I didn’t think I’d be that memorable for you,” he smiled, eating a couple more fries.

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[info]bombardier
2010-06-15 06:36 pm UTC (link)
Sam was trying to make him feel better, but knew it was a touchy subject, and was wary to try to intrude too much into that sector of Jack's life. He'd already done enough intruding, being his first gay relationship and all, but he was fine with that. When family and religion started getting thrown into the mix. . .Sam stayed politely out.

"Good," Sam said, lips and eyes heavy and dazed after that harder kiss, that being the insistence he needed. He knew he could cheer Jack up when hard topics like that were brought up, even if he didn't know exactly what to say - he did know, however, that he could let him know that he was there for him in other ways.

Sam chuckled to himself as he chowed down on his dinner-sized lunch, swallowing and remarking sappily, "You did think I was hot, didn't you?" with a sly little grin. "Of course I'd remember you. And I haven't met any hot guys since I met you," he said casually, as if it was just a mere fact, and not something sappy and heartfelt. . .well, coming from Sam Doubletree, anyway.

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[info]my_boy_jack
2010-06-15 06:50 pm UTC (link)
Jack was okay with Sam… intruding! He didn’t think it was intruding, even! He wasn’t eager to talk about that part of his life, not with his new boyfriend who he was still trying to impress. He was worried about scaring Sam away, wanted to seem… cool and hot and accessible. He worried that the truth about his family and his life before coming out would drive Sam away.

“Of course I thought you were hot,” Jack snorted at him, giving him another wide grin. “Don’t look for compliments, you get enough of them,” Jack laughed playfully, smiling. “You know what I think about you,” he said, a little quieter. Jack smiled to himself as he ate his fries, shooting a quick look to June as if to share his pride in having Sam. “We’ll see how long it lasts,” Jack teased him good-naturedly.

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[info]bombardier
2010-06-23 07:46 am UTC (link)
"Then you should have told him this. This puts me in an awkward spot," Sam said. "You're just afraid of him shooting the messenger, you're too afraid of telling him what you feel, that he'll explode at you. But it's fine if you explode at me, you don't know me," Sam explained his reasoning at this attack on his character, showing her how it felt for her to do this to him. "In-sane?" the older Texan drawled, leaning back in his seat and grinning as he let out a sardonic chuckle. "Them's some pretty big words. You got a psychiatric eval-u-ation for me too, there?" he laughed again, shaking his head. "No, I know just what I'm talking about. You said it yourself! I'm no good for him! Now based on what you know about me, I'd say I have it just right what you're judging it on." He just rolled his eyes as she cursed and called him an asshole, thinking she was a crazy, jealous bitch.

Or just a straight girl. To Sam Doubletree, those often went hand in hand.

"Why would I want any of his money? Hush money, that's what it is, to keep him from being truthful with those he should be truthful to," the older man started arguing back. "I don't want money. And why would I, a slutty gay man who can't keep his dick in his pants, want someone inexperienced? Who doesn't know what to do? Huh? Thought of that?" he continued to fight back. "I know he don't like keeping things from his parents, but I also want him to be happy, which he wouldn't be if he didn't see me for four whole months. The facts," he snarked back at her.

"You're damn right it is, Sugar," Sam huffed at the young woman, chomping on his lower lip, upset and fuming and feeling very insecure about his relationship now. June had planted the seeds of doubt in his mind, and now he worried that June would let Jack realize how "wrong" she thought he was.

And he'd already fallen for him.

Sam knew he was obviously shaken, and knew he couldn't hide it from Jack. He turned as he heard his boyfriend's voice, still waiting for the cashier, at first saying, "Baby, I told you I'm picking up the bill," until he heard his awkward greeting. "Yale, everything's fine," he insisted, though still felt June's withering gaze on them, even if she wasn't looking. Her presence was more than enough. "What would you do wrong?" Sam laughed, wrapping his arm around Jack's hips and pulling him close. "You were in the john, baby, you didn't do anything wrong at all, don't talk like that," he said, leaning in and kissing his temple, lingering there a moment too long. "Don't worry, Jack," Sam told him again, pressing a real kiss to his lips this time.

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[info]my_boy_jack
2010-06-25 07:18 pm UTC (link)
“I don’t think he needs to get unnecessarily hurt,” June bullshitted, not actually knowing how to explain her reasoning. “If you were mature enough to do this, to step back because its better for him, then… well, it wouldn’t be a huge ordeal. You’ll both avoid complete disaster.”

June didn’t know, of course, that despite their ups and downs, Jack would be with Sam for the rest of his life.

“Doesn’t everyone want a man with money?” June snapped back, almost jokingly, though it clearly wasn’t. “And a virgin? Aren’t men supposed to love that? And Jack had both, right there at your disposal. June wasn’t deterred. “You could easily encourage him to come up with another way. He doesn’t need to lie any more,” she insisted.

“Don’t call me that,” the girl snapped at him, right before Jack returned to the table.

“Are you sure?” Jack asked him, still concerned. “I dunno!” he answered, letting Sam pull him close. “Was I being too clingy, or something? I can lay off, if you want. Or is your leg hurting, or something? Did I say something wrong? Jack kept blabbering, even as his boyfriend kissed his temple. He kissed Sam back, leaning up into him a little more. “You’re sure you’re okay?” he asked after he’d pulled back, his hands on his boyfriend’s waist.

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[info]bombardier
2010-06-26 07:08 am UTC (link)
"I ain't mature enough to just go along with what a complete stranger to me thinks I should do?" Sam asked, green eyes fiercely focusing into June's, anger palpable on his face. "If it doesn't work, it doesn't work. I don't really approach relationships by thinking of how the breakup will be, that must be really goddamn depressing," he sneered and chuckled, though he did see it that way. He hadn't at all been thinking of how he could hurt Jack if this didn't work out, and before this instance, he hadn't thought he had to think that way. But June had planted the seeds of doubt.

"Maybe that's just what you want, maybe," Sam pointedly remarked, raising his eyebrows slightly. "I don't think of my boyfriend as something disposable." The older man crossed his arms over his chest and continued to frown at the woman, shrugging and saying, "Well he could stay with you, I guess - that gives him a real reason to be closer to me. But you wouldn't want to help your friend out that way, to keep him happy, do you? That doesn't seem to be quite your thing. If you think I'm so damaging to him?"

Sam nodded and gave him a reassuring smile, knowing he couldn't tell him exactly what had happened. "I'm sure, Yale, positively sure," he replied, shaking his head. "Not really, no, it ain't hurting. And you didn't say anything wrong! How could you? You were in the bathroom!" He kissed him, pulling him in closer, nodding. "I'm fine, baby, are you okay?" he said, redirecting the question to him, taking his hands in his own.

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[info]my_boy_jack
2010-06-27 06:43 am UTC (link)
“But if you know something is doomed to failure, why hurt him? Why hurt yourself?” June challenged, even though she doubted Sam would be hurt at all. She knew Jack would be, though. And she was worried for him.”Just… break it off now, it won’t be as bad. You don’t know what Jack is like yet.”

Well, she had no idea if he did or not-- not for sure. She just doubted it. She had no idea how open Jack had been with him, or how attached he was already. It had taken a long time for her to get him to that point, after all.

June rolled her eyes at Sam, crossing her arms over her chest as well. “Of course I’d be willing to do that for him,” she scoffed, though she hated the idea. “But if he isn’t there every night, my parents would say something to his. So he wouldn’t be able to practically live in your room like you want him to.”

And like Jack wanted to as well. But she ignored that part.

Jack was still confused, but he kissed Sam back, the cashier going on about his business as if nothing was out of the ordinary. “I’m great!” Jack told him, letting his boyfriend pull him in even closer. “I’m happy,” he said, smiling.

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[info]bombardier
2010-06-27 08:55 pm UTC (link)
"I don't really think of a relationship as being dead on arrival like you seem to," Sam narrowed his eyes at June and explained, shaking his head. "If it doesn't work out, it doesn't work out. I don't stop myself from going into things just because I might get hurt when it's over," he replied with a glare. "That would be cowardly. And I don't know it's going to end like that, you don't either. We love spending time with eachother now, that's all we can focus on. I ain't ending what we have now just because it might end badly. I don't want to miss out on what I have now," he said, trying to keep himself calm as he ranted at her. "I know what he's like," Sam frowned and said, though maybe June was right. Maybe he didn't.

"Then you wouldn't," Sam glared at her. "He wouldn't live in my room. He just wants to see me," he snapped at her, feeling very defensive of his budding relationship with the young man now. What made it worse was that he had to defend himself to his boyfriend's best friend.

"Good, I hope so," Sam murmured to him, knowing the employees of the restaurant were probably used to men cuddling when they had to be paying their bill. "I want you. . .to be happy, you know," Sam said to him, shooting a quick look back at their table, where June still sat. "With me. With us together. I want you to be happy."

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