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[jack_inthegreen]

Here's a Jack.

It's the red-haired one who likes apples. He's folded up on a sofa, drawing his babies (who are home tonight with their nanny. Even the divine need a few minutes to themselves sometimes.)

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[will_scarlett]

Will has been up most of the night prowling the bar and his sugar high and restlessness hasn't worn off yet, he'll need food and sleep soon but not yet. Another red headed draws his attention as does the sketch pad, artists are few and far between for him, "What are ye drawin', sir?"

[jack_inthegreen]

"My children," Jack says, glancing up with a grin.

[will_scarlett]

"They're beautiful, what are there names, sir?"

Will does a slight bow as he looks more closely at the drawing, a look of quiet awe on his face.

[jack_inthegreen]

"Just call me Jack," he says and holds the sketchpad so the lad can see the picture better. "They're Georiga and Keiran."

[gris_bug_man]

Here is a husband. He trusts Jack will not object to company.

[jack_inthegreen]

Never, particularly when it's a husband being the company.

Gil gets kissed "hello" and "isn't it a nice night?" and "here you are!"

[gris_bug_man]

Jack also gets kissed "hello", as well as "it's a lovely night", and "here is where I would want to be".

[jack_inthegreen]

Mmm . . . Jack could speak in tongues like this all night.

So Gil gets kissed "I missed you" and "I love you" and "isn't it nice here, snogging on the couch?"