#aka how deep a hole can Jack dig himself before Davey takes pity and pulls him out
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One of the last things that gets packedâ âright up there with the wifi router, the stuff for the bathroom, and Jackâs good pillowâ âis the calendar. Davey carefully peels it from itâs place of honor on the front of the fridge, almost the whole of April carefully x-ed out.
âThe 29th is on Friday,â he notes as he tucks it carefully away, smiling softly. âWe should try and do something.â
âDave, we are up to our ears in fuckinâ boxes,â Jack complains from his spot on the floor, giving an earnest attempt at becoming one with the carpet. âWe ainât gonna get our deposit back if we ainât outta here before the first.â
âYou were out of town on a contract last year and the year before that we both had the flu,â Davey complains. âItâd be nice if we could actually do something to celebrate.â
Itâs at this point that Jack realizes he has no idea what the fuck Daveyâs talking about.
âDave,â he says. âWhat the fuck are you talkinâ about?â
âThe 29th,â Davey says, like that alone is enough of an explanation.
âWhatâs so special about the 29th?â Jack asks.
Davey frownsâ . And not just his Jack, you dumbass frown, but the full-blown, pinched-mouth, brow-furrowed, Jack, this isnât funny, stop it frown that makes makes Jackâs heart want to shrivel up and die whenever itâs pointed his way.
So, Jack pivots. Hard.
âIâm kiddinâ,â he quickly assures him, pushing himself up on his elbows as his mind races for some kind of solution. ââCourse we can do somethinâ. Maybe dinner at that Italian place we saw on the corner? It looked like a nice joint.â
Daveyâs expression clears.
âGod, I would kill for some tiramasu,â he says wistfully.
âHopefully, it wonât come to that,â Jack laughs, relieved. âIâll call in the morning, see if they take reservations.â
âPerfect,â Davey says, with a beaming smile that makes Jackâs heart lurch for entirely different reasons. âItâs a date.â
âYeah,â Jack says weakly. âItâs a date.â
#newsies#javid#*editor's note#*the writing desk#bits & bobs#still very much a work in progress but from my Jack-doesnât-know-theyâre-dating fic#aka how deep a hole can Jack dig himself before Davey takes pity and pulls him out#the world may never know#Jack finds out he and Davey are dating bc he didnât want Davey to be mad at him#which honestly? mood
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