#Cause it’s 7pm on Wednesday rn

[ethereal-bumble-bee]

for the oneshot requests could we get maybe get some javey?

maybe some javey in winter and jack climbs through davey’s window because he got caught in the blizzard and can’t make his way back to the lodging house and now he’s cold and sad and hungry but davey’s there so he knows it’ll be ok <3

(Note: I love this prompt so much and I really enjoyed writing it!!! Javid is by far one of my favorite ships- I love their dynamic and how cute they are! Enjoy some fluff!)

The night was freezing as it could be, a blizzard raging through the streets of Manhattan and burying the streets in a thick layer of blinding white. Jack shivered in his snow-soaked clothes as he lifted a numb arm to knock on the Jacobs’ apartment door, praying that they were home. A shot of relief went through him as he heard someone fiddle with the doorknob, and Davey peeked out through a small crack in the door.

“Jack!” Davey’s visible eye went wide as he opened the door the rest of the way, taking in Jack’s pitiful self standing in front of him. “Oh my god, why are you outside in this kind of weather?” he demanded, and Jack smiled awkwardly as he wrung out his sleeves.

“Got caught in the snow comin’ back from selling.”

Davey scoffed. “Come inside.” He stepped back to allow Jack to enter, a look of worry spelt out on his face. Jack plastered on a grin to reassure him that he was fine, and he stood silently in the living room as Davey called out, “Mame! Jacek tu jest. Musi się rozgrzać!”

After a brief exchange of hurried Polish with his mother, Davey lightly nudged Jack towards his room, nodding at the door. “We need to get you into some dry clothing. Wouldn’t want you getting hypothermia.” 

Nodding dumbly, glancing around him, Jack waited as Davey rummaged through his closet. Wow, he’d never been in Davey’s room before. It wasn’t much- just a neatly made bed, a night table layered with books, a few scraps of paper pasted on the wall- but Jack marveled at the touch of home Davey had given the space. It was so very Davey, in a way; organization mixed with chaos, neatly packed and strewn about all the same.

Jack was startled out of his thoughts as Davey stood straight with an aha, holding up a shirt that seemed two sizes too big for the both of them. “This was a hand-me-down from a cousin of mine. It’s way too big for me,” he said, holding out the shirt along with a pair of trousers he’d found at the bottom of his drawer. “It might be too large for you also, but could you try these on?”

“Uh, sure thing,” Jack replied, a blush blossoming on his cheeks as Davey left the room with a pleasant smile. The clothes smelled like him, though they’d probably never been worn, and Jack sighed as the soft fabric warmed his skin.

Suddenly, his mind returned to the reason he was there. The snow still came down hard outside, relentless in its fury, and Jack knew it wasn't going to be letting up any time soon. His mind filled with worry about his boys back at the lodging house, and he hoped they weren’t too worried about him. “They’re probably safe and warm in bed,” he told himself. “Ain’t worried about a thing.”

Still, anxiety kept eating at him, and he couldn’t quite shake the worry as he left the now sopping-wet clothes he’d been wearing on the bed, hoping it wouldn’t be a problem, and stepped out into the hallway to look for Davey.

“Do they fit alright?” Davey questioned, studying Jack for just a moment too long before seemingly deciding there was nothing amiss and nodding with approval. “Don’t hesitate to keep those, either. I’ll never fit in them anyways.”

“Thanks, Dave.” Jack wrapped a hand in the fabric of the shirt, feeling suddenly extremely shy. Was it the circumstances with which he was there, or the way Davey was looking at him- as if he was studying him under a microscope? “Is it… is it okay if I, uh, sleep here tonight?”

“Of course!” Davey chuckled, brushing by Jack and re-entering his bedroom, Jack following like a lost puppy. Smoothing out the blanket and placing the old clothes gently on the floor, Davey patted his pillow. “You can take the bed- I’ll lay down a couple blankets for myself.”

Jack held up his hands, shaking his head. “I can’t take your bed, Dave. I’m used to sleepin’ on the ground anyways. I’ll be fine.”

“You’re my guest,” Davey insisted, his tone saying that he wasn’t to be argued with. Holding back a smirk at Davey’s concerned tone, Jack relented and sat down on the bed as Davey spread an old quilt down on the floor.

“Y’know, you don’t hafta sleep on the floor.” The words were out of his mouth before he knew it, the offer hanging in the air between them as Davey stopped half-crouched on the makeshift bed.

“Really?” If Jack wasn’t seeing things, he thought he could see just a slight blush spread across Davey’s face, just as adorable as ever. He nodded, praying that he wasn’t messing things up.

“Yeah, really.” Jack offered a friendly smile. “I don’t mind. Plus, I need the extra warmth, don’t ya think?”

Davey considered this for a moment before standing up and moving to the bed, untucking the blankets and crawling in next to Jack. He sighed as Jack wrapped an arm around him and pulled him close, relishing his warmth and smiling into his hair.

He could stay like this forever, Jack thought, warm and safe with Davey by his side…

“Goodnight, Jackie,” Davey murmured, his voice already sleepy. Jack planted a soft kiss on the top of his head, rubbing small circles into his back.

“G’night, Dave,” he whispered to him, his heart filling with warmth as Davey dozed off in his arms, all worries leaving his head and his eyelids drooping.

And so they slept, waking up to the dazzling sight of brilliant white snow blanketing the world outside, clean and crisp and pure.

They’d surely be snowed in the rest of that day, but it wasn’t a problem to them- as long as Jack had Davey to keep him warm, it was all going to be alright.

[solasulad]

November Update Mo’de.

November 9th I don’t even know what’s going on. I thought I wanted dick tbh. Like thought I was okay with fucking with him cause I didn’t feel anything for him. Turns out I play myself and etc you already know how this goes...

So I’ve been talking to mode on and off lately mostly weekdays for like 2 weeks we been texting. Was supposed to see him Sunday or something but said fuck it and he never replied back. So he says he has a phone issue okay I get it cause he downgraded to a iPhone 6. Kinda make sense but idk if I even wanna believe his phones been acting up since February.

So.. we had talks of plans on meeting up. Come Monday he’s been very friendly with me via text. Even when I give him half ass replies he takes it and says something else. Told me me missed me again, I said yah sure should’ve ghosted your ass he’s like why? I told him he’s like sorry we can chill this week. This week ended up turning into a w/e feeling tbh. Like I was horny mad horny i was even down to fuck him and not say anything either. Just go there fuck and leave nothing else. Maybe even end it the feeling was just trash tell him I moved on or something and that I want to focus on my self. Sound like a white bitch but it’s true. I really wanted to end it at some point. Everyone I know says he’s not worth it. Damn even my mom says he’s not worth it. He challenges my insecurities. He isn’t that good looking but he makes me feel like I’m just average at best.

Nov 20th So cont. he sends me a message on Tuesday asking about my bday and that I should let him know if anything changes. I said I would, then he finishes the text sentence for me with one word & I reply back like you finishing my sentences he’s like yah real one I’m like cringing rn he’s like boo I’m like don’t.

Lol^ but he never texts me affectionate stuff so that was a turn off since I was already tryna distance myself from that.

So come to Wednesday we still talk via text only** I was horny too 😭 so I messaged him asking if he was busy after work. Then replied back he’s with his homie.. asked me if tomorrow was okay I was like okay.

I just wanted some dick tbh nothing else maybe a little cuddle that’s all 😰

Come Thursday, we text during the morning was still replying late the other day. W/e but we did have plans to link up that night. - we link up Thursday night. He pulls up to tim hortons in my area and I get into his car. We’re just talking for like a bit suddenly out of nowhere my younger brother pulls up, him and his friend in my step dads car. I see him get out the car smoking a cigarette and just standing there.

I’m shook at this point. I lean back in mode’s car because I don’t want to be seen. I confused because I don’t wanna expose myself but I want to approach him and smack him across his head. So he goes into Tim hortons, mode tells me that I should go and just say I saw him pulling out of the drive way. Once he goes inside I quickly run in the store and approach him. I look at him and can tell he’s high. His eyes red, smells like shit & can’t even focus.

So I talk to him and tell him fix up. That’s not the kinda path he’s gonna wanna be on when he’s older.

Long story short, I told him go home and I’m see him there.

I leave the area call mo’de to link up again and he follows me to another spot near by. We talk for a bit I can’t even remember what cause it was two week ago. But we talked for a bit then started making out. He pulls up to another spot, we get in the back and he’s so horny. My intentions that night was to fuck. But the whole seeing my bro thing fucked me up. Like my mind wasn’t there. I couldn’t do it.

I couldn’t fuck knowing what I saw. And he was really horny too. I recall him kissing my neck down to my breast and me feeling sad. Like I felt like crying. I even shed a tear but wiped it away. I was just looking at him rubbing his chin, and asking him if he missed me he’s like he does. But I ended that night. Told him I had to go, it was getting late he’s like what, come on Im super H’d. My whole Mode just changed man. Like I felt like crying, felt so bad and sad. Just wanted to be held nothing more. I realized it he can’t love me and that hurts. He can’t love me how I want him to love me. Made me even cry harder that night. So I left it as that. Messaged him later that night when I got home saying I was sorry & that shit just caught me off guard. Didn’t mean it. He’s like he understands. Texted him Friday morning also and then he said he could see me later on after work. I said that was cool, yah cause it’s Friday why not. So I ended up agreeing for 8:30 ish. My friend was buggin so I invited her over and went to the mall together to do a little outfit  shopping for Marisa’s bday. So... times getting closer and he’s not hitting me up. I message him at 9 and ask busy? He’s like yah i say it’s okkk. I leave it as that. From Friday to next week Thursday I never hear from him.  Whole week last week I was like when’s he gonna text me. Check for me? Send me snap? Nothing. Anyways I literally left it as it is, & see a text from him Thursday afternoon asking what’s up. I reply back and so we make plans to link again. He asks about my mtl plans and that’s a flop. Says he’s still going so I’m like lol have fun, he’s like why don’t you come. Awww he’s such a lair I love it. Like tell me to come with you and you gonna hurt my feelings. That’s what niggahs do.

November 22nd cont. He texted me Thursday we talk about the basic shit and kinda make plans to link up but the doesn’t happen. Friday night we say let’s met after work, okay bomb so it’s planned. I get home and have to deal with my older bro getting him a rental under my name. Smh so I’m running back and forth in traffic in the city with him. Let mo’de kno what’s going on. Text him he’s like it’s cool, after works still a go. I get back to the house around 8pm perfect timing. Tell Hoyo I’m about to step out for a bit then bam. He hits me with “his friend got into an accident this is his second accident in two weeks” damn I said. Alright.

Next morning he asked what I was up to I was busy dealing with family wedding planning that weekend so I wasn’t really checking for him like that. I send a text asking if he could visit me and he’s like yah around after the wedding and he’s like yah that’s okay. I’m at the wedding waiting for a text back from him kinda, cause it was an early wedding dinner. By 9:30 I was out that place back home. Didn’t want to stay home but I tried to see what he was up too. No reply back I just left it as that. Texts me in the morning Saturday now asking what I went when I texted him. Convo continued, it was kinda dry. But never really cared. Just wanted dick at that point but also was on my period :(..

He still messages me Monday and we agree to see each other after work. The time comes to see him and I’m already ready at this point. I’m home I leave without telling anyone just out the house Start the car and wait to text him.

We met around his ends a plaza parking lot. I arrived at the plaza around 8:10 maybe waited till 8:40 for this guy. So I was just in the car playing music crying going through emotions while waiting for him.

He comes, I get in his car and we drive off to the back of the plaza... I’m on my period so nothing could even happen. But he parks the car and we talk. We didn’t talk about my bday or the Mtl trip, we didn’t talk about us and how we wanna go from here, we didn’t talk about texts and how we waste each other time. Instead we talk about stupid shit that won’t even matter. I just called him names that whole night. Made fun of him jokingly but seriously. But I did kiss him when I got into the car at first.  

Woah, my train of thoughts everywhere. Shit probably doesn’t even make sense but I’m tryna sum it up. So we talked for a bit then made out. Jumped into the back seat to make out further. Took my jacket off and had him kissing all over me. His soft ass kisses, shit got intense cause I felt his boner through my pants and pad. I had him screaming, moaning telling me he’s coming don’t stop. My jaw got fucking tired but it ended he came so much cum holy. But to end that night, he told me to text when I get home, I told him hit me up if you wanna go out, aka niggah I’m tryna go out..

So fast forward next day Tuesday I’m still calling him names via text. Convo doesn’t really go anywhere but I wanna see him again 😔😔 I just wanna cudddle it’s so cold outside :(

Wednesday I tell him I wanna cuddle then says come then said I’m wild for leaving in the cold. W/e I just want dick and to cuddle not a big deal.

Don’t have plans with him to see him but once my period ends I’m gonna fuck.

- Friday November 23rd. 

So i thought. 

Thursday evening around 7pm the convo was going. Mostly all Tuesday and Wednesday was kinda sex talk. But thursday night he messages me asking if i was home told him yah he's like lucky I'm like nah i wanna be cuddled up with you.... That was around 7pm.. 

i don't get a text back until 9am friday morning aka tonight.. He messages me like so come through.. Im like damn. its a little to late now, then he follows up with a confusing ass convo talking about how he always fucks up things.. Im like L o L have a good weekend talk to you monday.. He's like where you going? I'm like dead at this point because nothing he's saying makes sense and is confusing as fuck. So i sent a text around 6 or 7pm once again and get no reply now its 11:30 just ending off the night. 

Well i know what we are and know we won't be anything more. I don't want a relationship no matter how much my tummy feels for it. 

I can't deal with that that type of fucked up ness in my life. 

Either you with me or you aren't.