You Know The Boys Carrying Candles Before Once And For All? The Ones That Are Singing Sieze The Day?

“Dave?”

“Sorry,” Davey murmurs, shuffling around again. “My leg’s just cramping up, I’m fine.”

Jack moves closer, opening his arms and shifting his knees further apart.

“C’mere,” he beckons, tugging Davey along by the shirt sleeve until he’s settling into the new space Jack’s created for him⁠—sitting in the vee of Jack’s legs, leaning back against his chest. “How’s that? Better?”

Davey carefully lowers himself down, letting his head rest just under Jack’s chin, and relaxes in with a soft sigh.

“Better,” he agrees. “Thanks Jackie.”

“Of course, sweetheart,” Jack says.

Davey stills.

“You cold?” Jack asks. “Here, lemme…”

He adjusts their cocoon of blankets, his arms coming up to wrap around Davey’s torso⁠—warm and strong and secure.

“How’s that?”

“Perfect,” Davey whispers.

The movie continues, lights and color and action and sound, but Davey processes none of it, captivated by the gentle rise and fall of Jack’s chest beneath his cheek, the comforting heat of his body, the echo of his voice in his ear.

Unable to help himself, unable to just let things lie, he says, “Sweetheart.”

“What?” Jack asks, distracted.

“You called me sweetheart,” Davey says.

He feels more than hears Jack’s breath hitch in his throat, his hands curling a hair tighter around Davey’s waist before settling again.

He waits for Jack to take it back.

“I did,” Jack agrees instead, his words careful and measured. “Do you mind it?”

Davey breathes in and breathes out, finding the zipper of Jack’s hoodie and working it between his fingers. Jack sits patiently, rubbing soft circles along the his back as he waits for him to gather his thoughts.

“No,” Davey says quietly, after a while. “No, I don’t mind it.”

“You sure?” Jack checks.

Davey tucks his face further into Jack’s chest. He doesn’t know what to make of the warm feeling bubbling inside him and he’s unwilling to face it⁠—he’ll only ruin it.

“Yeah, ‘m sure,” Davey murmurs. “It’s nice.”

okay so I weave bracelets just for like a hobby should I make newsies bracelets.........

Davey Jacobs realizing that not only is Jack an idiot, but an idiot that he’s in love with

Circa 1899

Ralbert

it's slowly coming together, everyone ...... I haven't forgotten y'all I promise .... it's just taking a while to actually write and set up and logisticize and everything .... plus i SHOULD be getting an ao3 account on feb 21st so im hoping to post there :)

RESULTS OF POLL 1

what should jack's bday be in my apartment au??

don't come a-knocking but it's javey ... PLEASE ... ill write it ill do it guys ...

headcanon that albert stomps. he gotta get his emotions out somehow. either that or punching up his friends. he's so me btw

so much is happening right now. a non-binary and indigenous kid was brutally murdered and NO ONE did anything about it the moment it happened. a transfem was banned here for absolutely no reason other than transphobia and misogyny. and on top of that, fucking KOSA is back, a bill that will erase all of that if put on effect. this is all so overwhelming. this is what we have pride for. this is what we march for. and this has to fucking stop. spread the word.