The next day, Jack wakes up with an aching body. He sits up on the bed and sighs

"That's the last time I ever swim with Dave"

He gets up and makes his way to the bathroom, starting the shower while he brushed his teeth.

The hot water made him sigh in relief once he stood under the two shower heads, the warmness however was nothing compared to Dave's hand.

He yearned for that warmth again, he wonders how it would feel to have Dave's hands all over his body.

"Jack"

He turns around, Dave holds him against the wet wall, leg going between his thighs

"You want me Jack" Dave whispers, voice heavy with lust.

Jack bit his bottom lip, feeling Dave's warm palm on his cock, he arches his back against the wall.

"Mmmh...I do"

"I can make you feel good, picture my ass in that pink speedo"

The strokes were steady, the warmth was addictive. Jack moans loudly.

"Angh"

He came, the mess splashing on the floor and down the drain. He sighs, his shaft now limb, the reality of what he just did now sinking in.

"Shit"

•°• ✾ •°•

"Aunt Victoria I'm fine"

"Are you sure? We all recieved the message from the hospital"

He sighs and puts on his ring.

"I promise you, I'm fine"

"Okay then. I'll send you a schedule for your next photoshoot. Make sure to take Jack with you so he can take some notes for our line"

"Alright. Now can I go have my breakfast?"

"Yeah, your mom will call in an hour or two, buckle up"

He sighs.

"Thanks for the heads up"

Heading downstairs, he finds The chef serving up breakfast. It wasn't that hard to cook but he has a full work schedule ahead.

"Your food sir"

"Thanks"

He sits down and grabs a fork, just as he was about to take a bite, his phone rings. He sighs

"Yeah?"

"Are you busy?"

It was John. Dave looked at his breakfast and sighs internally.

"I have a shoot in three hours what's up?"

"I thought we could go shopping, just as friends"

Dave really felt bad for John but who knows, maybe John will meet someone new in this shopping spree of theirs.

"Meet me at Dior in an hour"

"See you then"

He hangs up and begins to eat. Although he was meeting with John later on, his mind was on Jack. He takes his phone and dials the said man's number.

"Hey"

His heart fluttered once he heard Jack's voice.

"Hey uhm....how are you feeling?"

"I was feeling better but hearing your cheap voice made me sick again"

Dave rolled his eyes yet he was smiling.

"Okay you ungrateful husband, I was checking on you"

"I appreciate it. I'll see you tomorrow for the shoot"

"Okay, bye"

He sighs and smiles. He was feeling a little bit happy after talking to Jack.

•°• ✾ •°•

John was walking around the store, picking out some clothes. He sees Dave's Bentley park across the street, the man comes out wearing simple black jeans and an orange tshirt.

"Hey John" Dave says once he got inside the store. They exchange a hug and John handed him an envelope.

"What's this?"

"A party invite. My parents are hosting a charity gala for the homeless this Wednesday. I'd appreciate it if you and your fiancé came. The theme is formal and elegance"

Dave smiled at him. He thought this was going to be an awkward meeting but he's glad to see John in high spirits.

"We'll be there"

"Good, now pick out a suit for the event. I already have mine"

"So this is why you said shopping huh" he teases and nudges John on the shoulder.

"Yeah, come on"

•°• ✾ •°•

"What's your pant size?"

Jack frowns and looks at the phone to see the caller. This was really Dave asking about his pant size.

"Why?"

"I'm buying you something, be quick"

"30"

"Thanks, meet me at the manor for dinner"

"I can't, I have plans"

"I'll call you then. Bye"

Jack hangs up and stares at the phone for a moment. What was Dave planning?

"That will be £70 000 sir"

"Thanks" he says as he hands the cashier his card. He packs the velvet box inside the bag and takes his card back.

Stepping out of the store, he decides to check out the Dior store.

Meanwhile....

"This would look good"

Dave shook his head in refusal.

"I don't think a sparkly suit will be Jack's taste."

"Oh...then how about a royal blue one?"

He shook his head again.

"I think black is the best for him. It'll compliment his smooth skin and make his eyes stand out more"

John looked at him and smirked.

"You really love this guy huh?"

Dave was taken aback by the question. Isn't that too soon for that! Wait....oh that's right, John doesn't know what is really going on. He smiles.

"I do"

John smiles at him but frowns when he sees Jack walking in front of the store. He turns Dave around quickly.

"What's wrong?" Dave asks in shock.

"Someone was taking pictures of you"

Dave sighed and pulled away from John's hold.

"It's okay. I should go now" He didn't mind having his pictures taken but he was with John and he didn't want Jack to misunderstand.

John hears the door open and he sees Jack talking with the cashier.

"You leave and I'll take care of the bill"

"Are you sure?"

John nodded quickly.

"Yeah, put this hat on and run out of here"

Dave takes John's hat and puts it on before rushing out, bumping into Jack's back, the hat falls down on the floor.

Jack turns around to see who bumped into him only to to be surprised.

"Dave?"

The man looks up in shock as he heard the familiar voice.

"Jack?"