Notes: yay! Another fic! This one is exceedingly happy and fluffy; I just had to write fluff with all the angst pouring out of my brain and into Foundations. Couples….there are a lot. Erm… Jack/Spot, Specs/Dutchy, Snoddy/Skittery, Mush/Blink, and finally, Bumlets/Swifty!!!! I can't wait to write the last one!!! Each chapter will be short and centered on a couple. Uh… this fic doesn't really have a plot. Just ton's of cuteness. ..^_^..

Thanks: yes, I already have people to thank… ^_^0. I thank Fatechan, Wizesandz, and Carmen for their help with the various couples and stuff. And for just plain support.

Disclaimer: ::points to the newsies:: not mine. 

The Sweetest Wine

First Glass: As Fragile as Forever

Jack and Spot, just leaving the ended game of poker, walked outside of the Manhattan Lodging House. Their arms were around each other's shoulders, and Spot was leaning most of the weight of his slight body on Jack's. They stopped just outside of the stoop and detached, somewhat reluctantly. "Ise gots ta actually go back ta Brooklyn dis toime Jack," Spot said, smiling.

"Ehy, can' you jus' stay 'ere again?" Jack whined piteously, before his mouth twisted into a grin, "Ise is shoah youse could fin' somewhere ta sleep!"

"No can do, Jacky-boy, Ise promised my boys dat I'd stay dere at least half da time, an' as t'ings is goin' now, dat ain't nevah gonna 'appen." Jack pouted, his full lower lip stuck out slightly. This was something Spot could never quite resist. He leaned towards Jack and put his hands on Jack's shoulders, kissing him thoroughly on his still pouting lips. Then regaining some self control, he pulled back. It wouldn't do to have sex in the street, as fun as it may be. Jack smiled slightly and sat on the stoop, hoping he could delay Spot a little while longer. Spot sat down next to him, fully aware of his lover's intentions.

"Aw….stay a little longah. Please?"

"Do Ise get moah kisses?" Spot grinned wickedly. Jack nodded and returned the smile mischievously.

"Youse gets even moah if youse stays ovah…"

"Nu-uh. Not gonna woik dis toime, Jacky-boy."

"It was woith a try." Jack smirked, crossing his arms over his chest.

"Shoah, shoah…" Spot said, leaning back against Jack's shoulder. Jack freed his left arm and put it around Spot's shoulder, pulling the other boy a little closer. Spot leaned his head back, and closed his eyes. Several minutes passed.

"Ehy, Spot?" Jack asked tentatively,

"Yeah, Jack?" Spot answered, not opening his eyes.

"When did youse figure out youse was attracted ta me?" He asked uncertainly. "Ise actually wanna know."

"Well, when did wese meet? Two, t'ree yeahs ago maybe?"

"Yeh, somethin' like dat."

"Well, den, prob'ly abou' six months aftah Ise met youse."

"Really? Dat long ago?"

"Yeh. Ise was barely inta puberty. Fouhteen or so. It was really embarassin' actually."

"Why?"

"'Cause youse was doing dat hangin' all ovah people thin' youse do so much. 'Cept wit me.  An' even d'ough dat 'appens a lot nowadays," Spot smiled, "It was pretty intahresting back den. Ise was t'inkin' 'Well, dis's new, kinda intahrestin' an' den Ise realized all of a sudden. Ise sure Ise wen' all red." Spot laughed softly at the memory. "What abou' youse?"

"Uh… Ise don' really know. It was one a douse t'ings dat jus' 'appens ovah time. An' den one day, Ise was jus' sittin' around watchin' da uddah newsies, watchin' youse. An' I realized it, an' shrugged. Ise wasn' really dat startled."

"Really? Why? When Ise found out, Ise didn' know how Ise coulda been attracted ta anuddah guy."

"Ise already knew I didn' like girls, and Ise had 'ad crushes on guys befoah, so it wasn' dat big a deal."

But you tol' me…"

"Dat I hadn' gone out wit anyone befoah, much less a guy. I know. An' it's true."

"But you did like uddah guys?"

"Yeh, but I nevah pursued anyt'ing." Spot cracked one eye open.

"So why did you wit me?" The all important question. What Jack was leading up too. "Dere 'as ta be a reason."

"Dere is. 'Cause Ise didn' 'ave a crush on youse." Spot sat upright.

"Ehy! Does dat mean dat youse-"

"Ise didn' 'ave a crush on youse Spot, Ise fell in love wit youse."

"Oh." Spot sat down again, a large and silly grin on his face. "Well, I love youse too, Jack." Spot turned his head, and kissed Jack on the cheek. They settled back down and relaxed, Spot leaning against Jack, Jack staring at the lights of the city and the half hidden stars.

"Ehy, Spot?" Jack murmured some time later, only to be answered by the slow, deep breathing of his lover. He smiled in the growing darkness, and decided to let the other boy remain sleeping. 'No need ta remind 'im 'e was s'posed ta go back ta Brooklyn." So he sat for some time, comforted by Spot's warm body next to him.

Notes: that ended up….deeper then I thought it would O.O;;. I still like it though. Short.