This story is dedicated to Lucy. She's constantly giving me feedback on my stories and is always supportive. I know she likes to read Bobby/Jack stories so I'm going to try and write some kind of love story between the two, I'm not sure how it'll go but I'll do my best. So Lucy and everyone else who finds it intriguing, enjoy! I don't own four brothers.
I guess I could say I never saw this coming, but it would be a lie. I always knew I would love him. From the first time he told me that I was one of them now, I knew. I didn't love him then, but I knew I would. It's not easy, not for me and not for him, but at the same time nothings ever been easier.
It's the pain in my soul that draws him to me, because he recognizes it as his own. He knows it, has felt it himself. He sees himself in me, when our eyes meet it's like staring into a mirror. We don't share our past, but we share the pain it's brought us.
Even though I always knew I would love him it took some time before I did. I was just a kid and he was my protector, that's all there was. For so many years it was just a platonic love, it's just now that we're older that these feelings have made themselves known. The funny thing is that no one is surprised, it's like they all expected it, and maybe they did. Maybe they saw it coming.
Everytime Angel and Jerry went to see their girls we stayed home, watching a movie, talking, and when I was older we went out to get drunk. But it was always just us.
That's why it dosen't feel strange to lay in his arms, because it's always been us. Him and me. It's only natural that I would be drawn to the only one who really understand, the only one who knows how I feel. It's only natural that it would be me and him in the end, cause there never was anyone else.
Laying in his arms watching a movie I feel almost normal, like I can be normal, because he's there to back me up, to support me, to tell me to shut up when I'm stupid. And I calm him. The anger in him is explosive, but my presence keeps him grounded. It might seem strange to some, but to us it works.
I feel his eyes on me and I look up and meet his eyes. He knows my thoughs are wandering and I see the concern in his eyes. He always worry about me, what I'm thinking. I smile and I see him relax. No dark thoughts today. When I lean up he leans down, and it's the most natural thing in the world when our lips meet.
I know, I've always known that no one is better for me than him. Even though we fight, make up and fight again I could never find anyone else that understands me like he does. He knows me better than I know myself, and I know him. Every part that he likes, the parts he hates and the ones he dosen't want anyone to know, least of all me. I know them all and I love them. I love him. Nothing is more simple than that.
A short look at a possible future for Jack and Bobby. Hope you liked it!