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This is a generic Jakepost to reply to. Because the meme post was all Jake and has some inconceivable amount of comments now so it doesn't like to load. Have at, my lovelies.

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He hunched himself up a little farther, burrowing backward into the jacket he wore with the sleeves rolled up. He tugged the neck of it up over his head like a hood.

"I dunno, I didn't really plan past here."

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Funny that it was Dirk's sweetness that made tears finally well up and ooze out of Jake's eyes, congesting his nose and making his breath seize up in his chest. He leaned sideways and buried his face in Dirk's chest, a long whine of a sound escaping him as he did so.

"You stinking nincompoop, why do you insist on being the sweetest thing whilst simultaneously the most arseholian gentleman I've ever had the full and complete pleasure of being friends with."

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The days he let himself actually think about it, yeah. Most days he didn't, because it was such a topic of upset, and there wasn't even really anyone to tell or help. And now suddenly Dirk knew, and it made Jake a little sick inside to know Dirk knew, but all the while he'd always wanted someone to know, because he felt like if someone knew he wasn't entirely alone in being wrong.

He quieted slowly, tired out and comfortable, in the barest sense of the word that he was warm and held by someone who cared. Comfortable was rarely a word he could use to describe himself.

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Well if Dirk wanted a tearless journey, he was heading in the right direction with suggesting a movie. Jake sat back and smiled a bit, swiping the back of his hand over his eyes and shifting to stand.

"Movies are one thing I'm chock full of," he explained, shooting Dirk a halfhearted double pistols and a wink.

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"I was aiming for something we've both seen and won't be distracted by," Jake conceded, a rushed little shimmy of his hands at the dvd station before he was wandering back to Dirk and climbing into his lap.

"Because I figure this might be a prime plot of land to talk on," he continued with a shrug.

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Jake chuckled low in his diaphragm, leaning backward into Dirk and touching their noses together.

"Seems fair," he said lightly. In the background, Tomb Raider started to play.

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Jake had been affectionate with Jade in an entirely different way, for obvious reasons, and he missed it and craved it so terribly that Dirk had better be quite prepared for a contact-heavy month. He was quiet for a long time, despite having claimed they needed to talk.

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In the end not very much talking wound up happening at all, because Jake just shifted around until he was slumped and sprawled half in and half out of Dirk's lap and he'd fallen asleep with his head on Dirk's shoulder and one arm draped along the length of his thigh, hand hooked slightly over his knee. He hadn't realized he was tired.

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Jake English was a frequently awkward creature.

He was reasonably easy to move, waking up briefly and pushing his glasses off his head and burrowing sideways into Dirk to enjoy his warmth. He wound up in a tangle of limbs, but unless Dirk minded, he certainly didn't.

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"Mmgh," Jake offered, twisting so his face was pressed into the mattress. He wiggled around and contorted himself oddly so his hands were under his shirt just below his shoulder blades, fidgeting, and then he raised himself up to sit, eyes still closed and fuzzed over with sleep as he undid the bandaging.

His shirt was loose enough that there wasn't a monumental change, but when the long strip of fabric was extracted from beneath his shirt, there were definitely breasts there. He tossed the fabric to the floor near where his glasses had fallen, squirmed awkwardly, and opened his eyes to get an idea of whether or not it would be okay for him to curl back up against Dirk or not.

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They felt really strange being pressed up against him, to be honest. Jake grunted again, softly, but nestled his way into comfortably tangled, closing his eyes over again.

"Mm, thanks."

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Jake shifted and tapped his lips to Dirk's, instead.

"Love you too."