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“Dave?”

“Sorry,” Davey murmurs, shuffling around again. “My leg’s just cramping up, I’m fine.”

Jack moves closer, opening his arms and shifting his knees further apart.

“C’mere,” he beckons, tugging Davey along by the shirt sleeve until he’s settling into the new space Jack’s created for him⁠—sitting in the vee of Jack’s legs, leaning back against his chest. “How’s that? Better?”

Davey carefully lowers himself down, letting his head rest just under Jack’s chin, and relaxes in with a soft sigh.

“Better,” he agrees. “Thanks Jackie.”

“Of course, sweetheart,” Jack says.

Davey stills.

“You cold?” Jack asks. “Here, lemme…”

He adjusts their cocoon of blankets, his arms coming up to wrap around Davey’s torso⁠—warm and strong and secure.

“How’s that?”

“Perfect,” Davey whispers.

The movie continues, lights and color and action and sound, but Davey processes none of it, captivated by the gentle rise and fall of Jack’s chest beneath his cheek, the comforting heat of his body, the echo of his voice in his ear.

Unable to help himself, unable to just let things lie, he says, “Sweetheart.”

“What?” Jack asks, distracted.

“You called me sweetheart,” Davey says.

He feels more than hears Jack’s breath hitch in his throat, his hands curling a hair tighter around Davey’s waist before settling again.

He waits for Jack to take it back.

“I did,” Jack agrees instead, his words careful and measured. “Do you mind it?”

Davey breathes in and breathes out, finding the zipper of Jack’s hoodie and working it between his fingers. Jack sits patiently, rubbing soft circles along the his back as he waits for him to gather his thoughts.

“No,” Davey says quietly, after a while. “No, I don’t mind it.”

“You sure?” Jack checks.

Davey tucks his face further into Jack’s chest. He doesn’t know what to make of the warm feeling bubbling inside him and he’s unwilling to face it⁠—he’ll only ruin it.

“Yeah, ‘m sure,” Davey murmurs. “It’s nice.”

hey uhhhhh guys would you appreciate me if I lb'd watching 92sies tonight.... maaaaaaaybe I'll watch it tmr so I can write tonight..... RAHHHH I HATE MAKING DECISIONS

*makes an original post and checks the notes every two minutes*

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jack and crutchie who have look at phone in bed time together every day vs. davey who has to look at phone in bed by himself (crutchie is funnier so he gets bed time with jack)

crutchie and davey play ranked splatoon w race while jack looks at phone in bed ... occasionally davey yells in anger just like a 'GRHAH' and it catches jack really off guard ... one time he actually falls out of bed ... my domestic boarding school headcanons ...

he taking up the whole dang bed

javey btw

in light of @newsiesfixation 's newsiesblr casting should I draw myself as Davey and/or anybody else as their respective characters....... lmk ..... dm or ask me if u want me to draw u .....

can i also make the suggestion of the use of #newsiesblr cast for all related matters ... bc ill b using it ... lmk if anybody has any issuesssssss ...

the fact that there are so many american psycho memes on pinterest is so funny like do you guys even realize thats strike leader jack kelly

this is javey