[[AU]] Homophobia

[downwithmyship]

Jack stayed the night in the Lounge for Hunter's sake. He's been waiting for his giant to show up. The shine hasn't worn off the thrill of letting the young man fuck him. It's early yet, though Jack is impatient. Still, it surprises him when there's a knock at the door. Hunter is certainly chivalrous enough to knock when he knows damn well he's

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[shooting_blind]

Instead of the tall heroic redhead stands a much shorter dark haired beauty. Saturday's black eyes travel from Jack's face all the way down and back up again- taking his time. His face never changes. He wears a small pleasant smile and is carrying a plastic bag. It's not empty.
"Hi, neighbor. I ummm... came bearing gifts."
He leans his shoulder and head against the doorjam. Saturday looks adorable, but he's just keeping Jack from shutting the door. As much fun as it would be to break down the door it's also loud. And apparently Jack has company coming. This might not be the best time.

"I was having this real bad day when we met. You know. One of those nexus days."
He talks like he has all he time in the world. Sat holds up the bag with one hand and twisting it closed with the other.
"I wanted to bring you something. A present. Can I come in?"

[downwithmyship]

He should shut the door. He should send this man away. Jack knows these things. Healthy paranoia says to be wary of a man who tried to strangle him once already. The sister called him a monster. Yet, with those black eyes moving over him... Saturday looks so much like Sheldon. Jack misses his twin so much...

"Aye, but 'm afraid you'll need t'be quick. I've other company expected."
Big, protective company. Jack feels sure he'll be fine with Hunter to look after him.

[shooting_blind]

"Your boyfriend? The one I saw... kissing you.. in the hallway?"
He walks in. brushing against Jack on his way and goes into the kitchen, expecting Jack to follow just like anyone would a stranger in their home.

He begins to empty the bag on the counter. Big thick peaches.
"I should leave then."
He looks so sad now. Pity him... he wonders if this act works with a man that looks so much like him.

[downwithmyship]

"Ah.. aye." Jack chuckles under his breath, that being as close as he'll come to looking embarrassed. "That'd be the lad."

He does, in fact, follow Saturday. It's a slow, disinterested sort of sway, but he's following. Then, there are peaches. Delicious looking peaches. Jack wants Sat gone for when Hunter arrives, but.... peaches.

"No need t'be going jus' yet. After all, Hunter's not arrived yet. S'that fruit fresh, then?"
It does look good. Jack snatches one up, sniffing it and taking a bite.