Jack wraps his arm around Poison's shoulders, idly tousling his fingers into his hair. He rests his cheek against him.
"What are we doing?" he asks softly, laughing, dazzled.
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Jack wraps his arm around Poison's shoulders, idly tousling his fingers into his hair. He rests his cheek against him.
"What are we doing?" he asks softly, laughing, dazzled.