Title: Three Things Jack Did to Make Aaron Unable to Sleep
Rating: PG-13?
Character: Aaron Ramsey and Jack Wilshere
Category: Fluff
Length: one-shot
Warning: Grammar
Disclaimer: Those boys aren't mine, but if they are, I'll marry them.
Author's Notes: Jack's injury didn't happen.
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Aaron Ramsey really hates it when he has to be roomed with Jack Wilshere.
Well, it’s not like he hates Jack, even you could say it’s the exact opposite, but it doesn’t mean he wants to be roomed with that boy at all time. Jack isn’t a bad boy, but all Arsenal players agree that having him as a roommate is just pain in the ass.
But maybe he’s gonna be much nicer to Aaron, considering the Welshman is his boyfriend after all?
No. Not at all.
It’s going to be worse.
Aaron could hear his teammates snickering on the background upon hearing the news and he grits his teeth. Taking a slight look around, he notices that Jack hasn’t been here yet. Maybe he’ll be able to persuade someone to switch room with him...
Suddenly, Jack rushes into the room, much to Aaron’s annoyance. “Sorry I’m late, so who’s going to be my roommate tonight?” he asks.
“It’s Aaron!” Theo confirms quickly, pointing at the other side of the room where Aaron is standing. It needs a thousand years of patience for Aaron not to punch the Englishman on his bloody nose.
“AARON!” Jack cries brightly, approaching the Welshman and flailing his arms over Aaron’s shoulder. “I’m so glad we can be roommates!”
Aaron smiles weakly. “I hope I can say the same, Jack.”
“Oh, why do you hope?” Jack pouts. “You don’t like to be roomed with me?”
“No,” Aaron answers simply.
Jack takes a few steps back and his eyes are immediately filled with tears. Aaron curses himself inside his head. Damn God who creates that kind of man! And he really hates himself at the time for letting Jack knows that the younger man only has to show his pout and watery eyes, and Aaron would give all the world to him. Well, not literally, but you get the point.
“You’re not happy to be with me?” Jack whispers in a small voice. “You don’t want to be my boyfriend anymore, Aaron?”
Aaron takes a deep breath. “No, it’s not like that, Jack,” he murmurs, pulling the younger man into his embrace. “I really love you and I’m grateful to be your boyfriend. But sometimes I hope that you’ll act more like....adults.”
Jack wipes his tears and stares at Aaron with innocent smile. “I’m 19, what do you expect?”
“Really? I thought you’re 5,” Wojciech jokes as he passes by the couple.
Jack looks at Aaron with watery eyes again. “Aaron, tell him to stop making fun at me!”
“Why don’t you tell him yourself?”
“He won’t listen to me.”
“I won’t listen to your boyfriend either, Jack. You’re so fun to tease!” Wojciech laughs.
“Aaron....” Jack starts again, pouting much more.
“Wojciech, would you stop teasing my soon-to-be husband? That makes him insecure. Thanks. Happy now?” Aaron sighs in defeat.
But Jack doesn’t care about Wojciech anymore. He grabs Aaron’s arm tightly and stares at him, his eyes gleaming. “Really, Aaron? We’re going to be married soon?”
Aaron curses himself again. This is going to be a long night.
---
“Nite, Jack,” Aaron yawns as he jumps onto his bed and buries himself inside the blankets.
Jack’s head pops out of the bathroom door. “Aaron?”
“Mmmh?” Aaron murmurs sleepily.
“You can’t sleep now, you have to wear the pajamas I’ve bought for you.”
“I don’t care about your freaking pajamas.”
“Ohh, but you’ll like it,” the younger man says, pushing Aaron out of bed until the Welshman falls on the floor, yelling some creative curses at Jack. “Oops. I’m sorry, Aaron.”
Aaron grits his teeth. Maybe it’s better to play along. Jack will get tired some time, right? So he rubs his back and says hoarsely, “Okay, can I see the pajamas?”
“It’s the same with the one I’m wearing right now.”
Aaron looks around to see Jack, and is speechless at once. The younger man is wearing a panda pajamas, complete with panda face on the hood. He looks incredibly....cute in that outfit, Aaron has to admit!
“Do you like it?” the panda grins.
Aaron inhales. “You’re cute, Jack,” he blurts out, blushing at the truth.
“Yay!” Jack squeals, clapping his hands. “That means you’ll be wearing it too!”
“What?! No!” Aaron shrieks as his sanity brings his mind back to reality. “I’m so not wearing that....thing! I’m not a five years old anymore!”
“Sometimes I like you better when you haven’t passed your magical 20 years old, Aaron,” Jack pouts. “Now you always act like you’re too old to play with me.”
“Jack, it isn’t like that. I....”
“Do you love me?” Jack pipes up, staring right into Aaron’s eyes.
Aaron inhales again. “Yes, I do,” he says honestly. “I truly love you.”
“Then wear it.” Aaron frowns and is about to argue but Jack quickly adds, “For me?”
And really, how could Aaron resist?
---
After a long time of putting on the panda pajamas and even a longer time to record it in photos and videos - because Jack insisted to do so - finally Aaron is able to jump back to his bed. But he hasn’t even closed his eyes when Jack’s voice is heard again on his side.
“Aaron,” he whispers right into Aaron’s ears. “I want ice cream.”
“You want ice cream on twelve o’clock on the night?” Aaron groans, trying uselessly to shield himself from the voice by burying his head under the pillow.
“It’s eleven fifty five, actually. But that’s not the point. I heard Theo and Gervi bring secret stashes of ice cream and I want it too.”
“Then go and get it yourself, their room is right in front of ours.”
“I can’t. Theo kicked me out of our room last week and I don’t want to mess up with him anymore.”
“That’s your fault.”
Jack sighs. “At least ask them to give me a cup? Please?”
“Fine,” Aaron grumbles, knowing that it’s the only way for Jack to let him sleep peacefully.
“I’ll share half the ice cream for you!” the younger man smiles brightly as he pushes Aaron outside the room.
Aaron shakes his head. What a kid. But a small smile plays in his lips because he knows no matter how annoying Jack is, the Englishman is still the cute boy Aaron loves the most. Aaron is the kind of man who feels right if he has someone who needs him, who depends on him, and Jack gives it all to him. Aaron may complains a lot about Jack to anyone who would listen but everybody knows he never hates Jack.
Anyway, let’s get back to recent time when Aaron is knocking on Theo and Gervi’s door. There are a few seconds before Theo’s sleepy face pops out of the door. “What?”
“Jack heard that you’ve brought some secret stashes of ice cream and he wants some,” Aaron explains patiently.
Theo blinks.
“Theo?” Aaron waves his hand in front of the Englishman’s eyes, thinking that Theo hasn’t been properly awake.
Suddenly Theo jumps and opens the door widely, much to Aaron’s surprise. “GERVI!” the Englishman shouts loudly. “You really have to see this!”
“Wha-OH!” the Ivorian gasps as he sees Aaron.
Aaron blinks. “Something’s wrong?”
But neither Theo nor Gervi hears him as they have collapsed on the floor, their loud laughter echoing on the still corridor. Aaron could only stare at them incredulously. Are they going crazy?
Finally Theo stands up, wiping a tear off his eye. “Oh, this is golden,” he says breathlessly. “My stomach really hurts!”
“Thanks for giving us such fun, Aaron,” Gervi says, laughter still bubbling out of him.
“Me?” Aaron blinks again. “What....”
“Your pajamas,” Theo bites his lower lip to keep himself for laughing again.
Aaron looks downside to his pajamas and immediately blushes hard. Of course, he’s wearing the panda pajamas Jack gave him. Shit, why didn’t he take it off before?!
“This is so going into Twitter, Ramsey!” Gervi exclaims, taking a photo with his cellphone.
“WHAT?! DON’T YOU DARE, GERVINHO, OR ELSE I’LL TELL COACH ABOUT THE ICE CREAM....”
“Tell me what?”
Aaron, Theo, and Gervi all looks around to see Wenger in his usual grey suit, staring at them sharply.
“Uhm....” that’s all Gervi could say.
---
Aaron walks into his room and throws a box of chocolate ice cream to Jack’s lap.
“I want strawberry ice cream,” Jack protests.
“Say something more about ice cream and I’ll kill you,” Aaron snaps.
“What happened?” Jack asks worriedly, putting his arm on Aaron’s shoulders, completely forgetting about his ice cream.
“Arsene happened,” Aaron grumbles.
“Oooh.”
“’Oooh’?! That’s all you could say after I risked my life for that stupid ice cream?!”
“I....I’m sorry,” Jack stammers. “Besides, I really want to know....”
“Long story.” Aaron buries himself inside his blankets once more. “Maybe I’ll tell you tomorrow. I’m going to sleep now.”
Jack bites his lower lip. “Okay....but there’s a problem.”
“What?!”
“I can’t sleep.”
Aaron’s heart softens a little bit upon hearing Jack’s small voice. Maybe that boy does regret what he has done for Aaron. But it doesn’t mean Aaron will fulfill his request once more. “That’s not my fault you forgot to bring your teddy bear.”
“Aaron?”
“Huh?!”
“Be my teddy bear tonight?”
“....................................................What?”
“I need my teddy bear, but I don’t have it with me now, so....I want you to be my teddy bear so I can cuddle you.”
Aaron could feel his heart jumping inside his chest. Sleeping with Jack and being cuddled by that boy? It sounds pretty tempting....
Aaron shakes his head. No. Not again. After this panda pajamas and ice cream disaster, he has had enough for tonight. “No, Jack. Please, can’t you see that I need sleep?!”
“Aaaaaaaarrrrrooooooooooooooooooonnnnn,” Jack pleads desperately. “Pleeeeeeeeeease?”
“NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!”
“Aaron, my love, you know you want me,” Jack says in a sudden honey-sweet voice.
Aaron risks himself to open his eyes a little bit and curses immediately. Jack is standing next to him. The younger man doesn’t pout or cry either, but he’s pulling out his puppy dog eyes and a sweet smile imprinted on his lips.
“But fine, if you don’t like it....” Jack sighs, pretending to give up, still in his honey-sweet voice. “I’ll be looking for someone else who’s willing to....”
Jack can’t complete his sentence because he’s been cut shortly by Aaron who pulls him to the Welshman’s bed, then attacks him with kisses. Jack smiles and closes his eyes, enjoying each touches from his lover’s lips.
“I love you, Jack,” Aaron says breathlessly.
“Love you too, Aaron,” Jack laughs as he locks lips again with the older man.
Aaron pulls Jack tightly in his embrace and shuts his eyes. “Night, my love,” he murmurs to Jack’s ears.
“Aaron,” Jack whispers. “There’s one more thing. Please? Just one more.”
“What?”
“Sex.”
Aaron raises his eyebrows. “You have sex with your teddy bear?”
Jack rolls his eyes. “Of course not! Besides, you’re so much more than a teddy bear.”
Aaron doesn't say anything for a while, and the younger man prepares himself for witty words and rejection. But this is what comes out from Aaron’s mouth, “You like strawberry, don’t you?”
FIN