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------ “I have to go grab a customer but make sure you stop by again sometime.” “I will. The food was great.” “Look forward to it,” Eric said walking away from the table. Jack turned around and watched him, letting his eyes roam over Eric’s back as he waved to the customers who had just walked in, his cheerful voice ringing through the Bakery as he said “Hey y’all!” Jack liked this place. And Eric had a nice ass.

It takes Jack 50 days to finally see what's been right in front of him for the past two years.

A/N: fic has been fixed! can now read the entire 12k, no problems!

The grainy cellphone photo on the cover of the magazine is of his own back, his red Samwell t-shirt. He's got a forearm braced on the wall, his other hand holding the face of someone small and blond, mostly blocked from view, who has his hands on Jack's chest and a blue hoodie tied around his waist. Emblazoned across the bottom of the cover are the words IS JACK ZIMMERMANN GAY? and it feels like someone just punched him in the stomach.