JACKSON

Jackson let himself into Danny's house, kissing his friend's mother on the cheek before climbing up the stairs. He wasn't close to his adoptive parents but Danny's parents had always been good to him. It didn't take him long to walk down the hall and push Danny's bedroom door open. They didn't have a knocking policy because after being friends since kindergarten there was nothing they hadn't seen of each other.

He wasn't surprised to see Danny half naked, in the process of pulling on a pair of jeans that were way too tight. Jackson could be objective, Danny was attractive, but he still didn't understand how wearing jeans that tight was worth getting laid. It just seemed like all different kinds of torture Jackson was so not into. But considering the amount of times he'd watched The Notebook he wasn't sure he could really talk. The shit they did to get laid…

"Hey Dude."

"Hey Jacks."

"I was going to ask if you wanted to hang out but I know what those jeans mean."

Danny grinned at him. "The Jungle is having a under 21s night and I'm going with Stiles."

"Stilinski," Jackson's mouth dropped open. "You're going out to a gay club with Stilinski."

"That's what people do when they like guys Jackson, they go out to gay clubs," Danny deadpanned. "And besides, they only have under 21s nights like twice a year and Stiles really needs to meet some guys that aren't twice his age."

"Stilinski likes guys?"

"Did you hit your head Jacks? He's been asking me for the last two years if gay guys kind him attractive. And with the whole twink thing he's got going the answer is yes. You want to come with us?"

Jackson just stared at his best friend as Danny zipped up his jeans and started pulling out hangers from his closet, looking at the shirts. Since when did Stilinski like guys? And since when was he close with Danny? And how long had Danny been clubbing buddies with the guy? There was no way he'd missed that much in the six months he was in London. Lydia would have told him. Danny would have told him. He wasn't homophobic, it would be kind of hard to be homophobic when you slept in the same bed as your gay best friend after long video game marathons.

"Jackson?" Danny clicked his fingers in front of Jackson's face.

Jackson shook his head to clear his thoughts. "Yeah?"

"I asked if you wanted to come."

"Nah I'm good dude. You guys go get laid. Well you go get laid, Stilisnki won't be."

"You'd be surprised."

Jackson raised and eyebrow before pointing towards the tight white shirt Danny had in his left hand. Danny grinned and threw it on, the material almost skin tight. Jackson rolled his eyes and walked out of the bedroom not bothering to say goodbye. He and Danny didn't do goodbyes because that was for girly people like Stilinski and McCall. He did, however, kiss Mrs. Mahealani goodbye before driving towards Lydia's house. He needed to get laid before he could even think about his best friend and Stilinski at the Jungle.