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Davey walked down the street after a long day of selling. He’d let Les go with Jack for the day, and the three of them had agreed to meet at the Circulation Window once they’d finished.
Once Davey arrived, he saw Jack standing there, but no Les. Panic and anger immediately seized him as he marched towards him.
“What the heck Kelly?? I TRUSTED you with him, and you show up here-“
“DAVEY RELAX! He said he wasn’t feelin’ good, so I took ‘im home.” Jack huffed, pushing up his shirtsleeves, glancing up at Davey’s face, watching the relieved expression melt into place
Wow..... now that the situation had been cleared up..... he realized something.
He was alone.
With Jack.
Jack Kelly.
The man of his dreams.
Davey felt his heart speed up, his palms begin to sweat, and his mouth dry up.
He gulped.
He loved Jack so much.... he always had from the moment that he’d first seen him... but if Jack knew what he was, or worse, who, he’d hate him. He’d hate him forever, and he couldn’t bear to lose him.... not like that.....
“Dave? Dave, did ya hear me?”
“Huh? What is it?”
“I said do ya want some ice-cream? I think they’ve got pistachio today.”
Davey found himself nodding even though he didn’t really like that flavor and soon enough he was trailing behind Jack to the store, wanting desperately to take his hand, but knowing he’d question it and-
“Two please.”
Jack dug a dime out from his pocket as Jacobi handed Davey the two cones.
Ugh. Pistachio.
He handed Jack his cone, and tried to lick his while leaving the store.
Gagging, he tried to play it off as merely choking, but Jack wasn’t an idiot.
“Davey? What’s the matter with ya?”
Davey tried to look nonchalant, but had a feeling his face was twisted in a grimace as he held the ice cream.
“Nothing.” He said, taking another lick.
“Do ya not like pistachio ice cream?”
Davey sighed. He couldn’t hide it anymore.
“No. No I don’t like pistachio.”
“THEN WHY DID YA ASK FOR IT???”
“I WASN’T THINKING JACK!”
“THINKING?? YA DON’T GOTTA THINK TA ORDER ICE-CREAM DAVEY!”
That wasn’t what he wasn’t thinking ABOUT, but he took a deep breath, and tried to play it off.
“It’s been a long day Jack. I- I think I need to get home... do ya want the rest of the ice-cream?”
“Sure. Maybe Race’ll eat it, or somethin’.”
Davey cracked a smile at that, noting again how much Jack loved his boys.
“See ya tomorrow Kelly.”
“See ya tomorrow Davey.”
He nearly stopped in his tracks at that... a first name.... did that mean something? Too bad it wasn’t his real one.....