#you might say. val. you're already over the 5 sentence limit. why not write actual sentences??? and youd be correct but. here we are

[hischierlovebot]

Nico/Jack: sad (because it’s short so hopefully I can handle it)

The park is almost empty, at this time in the morning, save for the few joggers that have decided to brave the cold, side-eye Jack as they run past him, seated on the grass, the morning dew slowly soaking his clothes.

He wouldn't be here, if he could help it, but he'd woken up this morning and he could feel it, the rage bottled up, the need to fight and bite and claw at someone's eyes until he made them bleed, and he'd had to remove himself from the equation, flee Nico's place before he turned it into a crime scene; break Nico's heart bad enough that he'd break Jack's back in return, and he'd be turned into a ghost that would never truly exist outside of Nico's apartment.

Jack cares about him, them, enough that he can't do that, can't let his fury make Nico into a target and lash out enough that Nico won't want him by his side anymore.

The words cut deep as he swallows them all, keeps them locked behind a box they won't accidentally exit and hurt anyone but himself, and by the time Jack feels confident they're not about to break free, the fury has been replaced by sadness, and his legs are cold and numb.

Nico is about to leave his place, when Jack turns the key in the lock and steps inside, but freezes, they both do, when they lock eyes.

"I was going to look for you," Nico says, and he doesn't sound mad, just concerned, and relieved, that Jack is back, and Jack doesn't hesitate, to step forward and bury his face in Nico's neck, wrap his arms around Nico so hard that it must hurt, but it doesn't matter, because Nico holds him back, and doesn't let go.