Part 1:
Jackson woke up early that morning. It was definitely intended. His showers were always early so as to avoid showering with any of the other men. There were only three people at that camp that knew his secret and he knew they'd keep it. Max, who was a lot quicker to pick up on things being amiss, Shilo, his newest best friend, and David, kind and gentle. David had hired him and all of Jackson's paperwork still had his assigned birth gender in it for legality. David swore to secrecy, with zero favor in return. The same couldn't be said for Max. He would owe him something, eventually.
As he stepped into the open shower room for the adults, Jackson pulled his shirt from his body, stretching out his arms as he did so. It was still so freeing to be topless, even if no one was around to see his flat chest. He sighed breathing in the steamy air. Wait-... STEAMY?! Jackson looked around the room, praying to God it was David showering, but in front of him, instead, was a tall, muscular Cameron Campbell, stark naked and washing his pits, "Hey, kiddo! Don't be shy. We're both men, here. You can take the other-" before the man could even finish, Jackson was clumsily gathering his things and bolting away from the situation.
Just as Cameron exited the shower, still drying his hair, shirtless and a little wet, Jackson returned to the showers, holding onto David and looking at the ground. Campbell looked confused, "Is... he alright, Davey."
"Oh! Yeah-yeah. He's just really shy. He's asked me to stand guard at the door while he showers." David said with a yawn, ushering him inside and leaning against the door.
Jackson felt bad that he woke David up for something so silly, but he was terrified of being judged or misgendered, especially since he really liked this place. He just hoped no one would be too mad at him when he went about his activities today.
Jax stepped out of the showers just a few moments later, giving David a thumbs up to get a little more rest before the kids woke up. Even if David was out for a while, Jackson WAS hired as a vigilant assistant. He could control it. He'd dealt with more than a hundred children at a time. He could more than handle the few allowed to be at this fixer-upper camp.
During breakfast. The kids were slow, sluggish, like they'd been out past their bedtimes again. This was good for Jackson. It meant time to relax at breakfast and sitting down to enjoy his gluten free toast. It had to be gluten free. He had an intolerance to it. But the strawberry jam on top was perfect the way it was. No change necessary. When he took a bite, some of the jam ended up on his uniform shirt, making him groan. He was about to stand up when a large hand entered his peripherals, making him jump away before he realized it was Campbell with a napkin.
"You're a little wary of people, huh?" The man asked, taking a seat next to him. Jackson took the napkin and wiped his shirt, sad that it still left an ugly stain, the strawberry pink leaving almost a brown color behind on the green shirt. He groaned again. The young man looked to Campbell and nodded. He could agree to that. He had good reason, but it wasn't like he was gonna share his entire life to the man. They barely knew each other, "Looked at the schedule Davey had planned for today..." Cameron spoke again, "Your shift ends a little early. Come on by my cabin and we can share a drink. I like learning about the new employees." He patted Jackson's back, making the young man think. He did recall Shilo had an evening like that with Campbell. She came out okay from it.
"Okay! Yeah! Let's-... Let's hang out tonight! I-I-I can't wait!" The young man beamed at Campbell, smile wide and baby blues even wider. His smile soon faded, however, seeing an odd look on the other man's face, "Did I-... do something wrong?"
Campbell shook his head, waving off the comment with one of his huge hands, "Pfff- Nah, kid. I just... zoned out."
That was a lie. It had to be. Jackson was usually pretty confused, but he was an expert at zoning out. And he never focused on someone's face when he zoned out. It was always down or at an open window. He wasn't sure why Campbell was lying, but he supposed maybe there was a good reason, "S-See you tonight?" He asked, tilting his head, blinking slow.
Campbell nearly pushed the table a foot when he stood up, "YES! Six tonight! Good. I'll make food to eat! Enjoy your breakfast!" He spoke abruptly, exiting the building loud enough to make Gwen give a look of confusion over to Jax. He could only shrug. He had no clue what was up.