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Zackary smirked a little. "I just wanted to know if it's true or not."
Zackary smirked a little. "I just wanted to know if it's true or not."
"Yeesh… Are you trying to embarrass me now?" He sighs. He shuts his eyes, "Yes."
"Hm." Zackary looked thoughtful. "Why? No one's loved me before… at least, romantically."
He looks down. "I… don't know… Your stubbornness? Your brilliance…" He sighs softly, "Honestly the list goes on and on." He waves his hand dismissively. "Not that you'd care…" He mutters.
Zackary tossed the hair out of his face and smirked a little, despite how nervous he felt. "What if I did care, huh? I enjoyed getting to know you for the past couple of weeks."
He looks at the other, then down. "You're playing with me aren't you?" He hides his face in his hands, feeling like his insides are being torn to shreds.
"No. Why would I be?" Zackary raised an eyebrow.
"Why else? Unless you actually like me?" He mutters, sighing softly.
"Perhaps I do." Zackary felt his ears heat up.
He blinks rapidly and looks up, his eyes wide. His heart thudding loudly. "S-seriously?" He mutters softly.
Zackary looked away from him, the heat from his ears migrating to his face quickly. It's literally all I've been thinking about… but I can't tell him that.
"Y…yeah." I don't want to deter him either. God, I forgot how complicated relationships can be.
Seth slowly stands and walks towards Zackary. He lifts a trembling hand to touch the others face. He leans forward, gently placing his lips against the other.
Zackary kissed back briefly then remembered his son's existence and pulled away. "Later… Seth…" He grinned a little and nodded. "Later."
He huffs, and nods, smiling a little. He hums softly, glancing at the other and blushing softly.
Zackary grinned a little bashfully and glanced away, feeling giddy and childlike.
Seth clears his throat, walking towards the kitchen to tidy up a little bit.
Zackary relaxed into his hand and Jace giggled faintly. "You're in looove."
Seth begins cleaning, humming softly as he washes the dishes.
"Jace…"
"Yes daddy?"
"Eat."
Seth chuckles softly at the conversation, carefully hand drying the dishes and putting them away.
Zackary half-closed his eyes again as Jace continued eating like a good boi.
Seth gives a soft sigh before returning back to the living room, holding an ice pack. "For your eye." he says, handing the other the ice pack. "I'm gonna need to check your wounds in a little while." he says softly so Jace won't hear. He didn't want the wounds to get infected, but he also didn't want Jace to know his dad was hurt that badly.
Zackary nodded and pressed the pack to his eye. Jace finished his food just then and went to go put them in the sink.
Seth chuckles softly, watching Jace with a light smile on his lips. He sighs softly, looking up at the ceiling.
Zackary yawned and Jace nubbed into the other room to watch some TV. Zackary soon rose and followed his son, to make sure he didn't get into trouble or hurt himself.
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