Jack tried his best to stay still. To empty all thoughts, as Chase had said. But it was difficult for the hyperactive young man to do so. His mind was filled with too many thoughts and he didn't like staying in one position, frozen in place, for long. Jack let out a long breath and relaxed his shoulders, finally calming down, to some degree. He was still worried about the weird grocery list he had given Kena, she didn't even look at the paper before walking away with it in her mouth. What if she slobbered all over it? Would it even be legible when she transformed and went out to the get the things? What if she forgets something? Kena wasn't the biggest fan of him and she could easily not get something to spite him. It has been a week and she just left to get the supplies.

There was a soft hum that caught Jack's attention, he kept his eyes closed, not wanting to risk getting scolded by Chase for doing so and tried to locate the source of the sound. The hum was deep, soothing and the voice of the humming. The tune was also familiar as well.

Chase?

Was Chase humming? Jack hasn't seen nor heard Chase meditate much before, but from what he's seen and what he knows of Chase, the warlord wouldn't hum a song that Jack listened to often while meditating. Was Chase mocking him? There wouldn't be much reason nor something to gain by doing so, though. Perhaps he just has the song stuck in his head and doesn't realize that he's humming that tune.

"Spicer?"

"Yeah?" Jack peeked through one eye and saw that Chase was sitting in front of him. He quickly shut it, praying that Chase didn't catch that. "Chase?" Jack perked his head up when he heard a snap and yelped when Chase was suddenly on top of him. He gasped into Chase's mouth as the warlord kissed him, harshly scraping his teeth against the young man's lips as he did so. As soon as the kiss started it stopped. Chase returned to sitting on the ground and continued meditating as if that never happened. "What?" Jack said softly, not knowing how to react. "Oh...okay then. I'm just...gonna go to the restroom." Jack awkwardly got up and left the room.

Jack had finished washing his hands after using the toilet and splashed some water onto his face. He needed to calm down if he gets too worked up he'll transform and he wasn't in the mood to deal with that and he was sure Chase didn't feel like putting him down either. Although Chase has been doing things to get his heart to race and risking his change. Did Chase prefer him changed? Was Chase only dealing with him so he could be with his true form? Jack shook his head and dried off his face, he was overthinking again. He needed to focus on controlling his new self at the moment. He could still feel that urge in the pit of his stomach and he hated it.

The young man went back to the room and didn't see Chase where the warlord had been. Perhaps he grew bored and left? Although Chase seemed like the kind of person who could meditate for days nonstop and keep going. Jack straightened up when there was a snap and he sniffed the air. That smell. He knew that smell very well and could practically taste it.

"Chase? Chase are you okay?" Jack knew Chase was bleeding, but what could have happened to cause that? "Ch-Chase?" The young genius felt that urge in his stomach getting stronger as the scent grew closer. "I..." Jack could feel his body changing already, struggling to take its true form as he held back. He can control this. He can.

"Hello." Jack let out a hiss towards Chase, his teeth sharp and lips curled back in a snarl. "Looks like someone's worked up, good." Chase braced himself when Jack leaped at him. The warlord wrapped his arms around the younger man, he heard Jack let out a small whimper, showing that he was not expecting that. "Let's calm you down before you go too wild."

"What are you..." Jack's voice trailed off when Chase put a hand on the back of his head and pressed it against his chest into a tighter hug. Jack's face was a bright red, why was Chase doing this? He didn't seem like the hugging kind. The young man tried to look up when he heard Chase humming the same tune he had been before. Was he missing something? What was with the sudden changes in mood? Was it possible for immortal warlords to be bipolar?

Jack eventually felt his heartbeat slowing down and he was lost in Chase's voice. If he was there any longer he would have fallen asleep against Chase. Jack didn't protest when Chase lifted him and walked out of the room. Jack laid his head against Chase's chest and could hear the warlord's heartbeat, noticing that Chase was almost walking the same pace as his heart.

"I believe that's enough for the day." Chase stated as he placed Jack down on his bed. "We shall work some more tomorrow." He added before leaving. Jack rolled over to his stomach and let out a happy sigh as he nuzzled his face into his pillow.

"Like a little pup." Wuya scoffed.

"Don't ruin my mood." Jack mumbled.

"You do realize he's training you like a pet, right?"

"Shut up, Wuya."

"'My little monster'? More like, my little-"

"Could you not!? Please!" Jack snapped. "I don't want to hear your jealousy."

"If I was jealous, I'd be much harsher. I'm only stating the truth. I may not see or hear everything, but even a deaf-blind person would know what Chase was doing."

"Wuya, please just-" Jack stopped when Wuya snapped her fingers. "What was that for?"

"Is your heart racing?"

"I..." Jack put a hand on his chest and found that Wuya was right, his heart was pounding. "Why...you only..." Jack lowered his hand. "Snapped."

"Took you long enough."

"I can't believe it!" Jack shouted and grabbed the pillow beneath him, holding on to both ends and ripping it in half.

"Calm down Jack, it's not that serious."

"Don't tell me to calm down! I'm pissed!" Jack climbed out of his bed and stormed out of the room, finally understanding what Chase has been doing to him lately and was not pleased with it.