|| Whenever he looks at Blake, there's this fuzzy feeling in his chest, and Jack wonders if it's wrong. For one he's a scrawny teen with too many destructive impulses and Blake's a university student with a mouth that swears too much.Â
((That doesn't stop his heart from skipping two beats at a time when Blake looks up from their research, giving a slight smile, asking "What the fuck are you looking at, Jack?"))Â










