2 seperate threads, 2 seperate muses, 1 situation.
Of course youre going to see it happen more than once.
His heart raced and he bit his lip. Only wanting more.
He walked ot the front door, taking another sip from his coffee. “Are you coming?”
"Uh…okay. I’m not wearing underwear right now. Your turn." It was a lie, but he wanted to see whether or not the young magician would believe him.
Jacks eyebrows furrowed . “You aren’t?” he asked, nodding.”Eh i never thought you did anyway, nyways yeah im kind ainto guys so your turn now you go.”
"Do you know how many articles of clothing I wore that day? I still find discarded clothing in random places. It’s like the day after Easter where there’s still leftover eggs. Except instead of getting spare change and pieces of chocolate, it’s just more stuff I have for laundry. What game did you have in mind?"
"Sorry about that…" Jack laughed, then looke dup at him eager, but not excited more so to just get it over with. "Secret for secret go first because i dont wan tto"
"Is that the only idea you have? Because, no offense, but that’s kind of childish." Jack should know that J. Daniel Atlas doesn’t do secrets.
"Well im not just gonna yell straight out im kinda into guys and its either that or blind darts so take your pick atlas"
His cheeks darkened more and he smiled “may I have another kiss? Maybe one not made of chocolate?”
Jack pretended to think before leaning forward and touching a gentle kiss to his lips. Jack let it linger for a moment before standing again.
"Why would I be bitter?"
"Never mind. I’m listening."
"Alright secret for secret you first."