Here's another one shot for you BooBaLooPants ! ;)

It had been a long day at work for Cal, who was still working for his father's steel company. He wasn't interested at all in it, not anymore. Jack had turned upside down his life, he made him see and appreciate things he wouldn't have thought about doing so. He made him be a better man, and he had more confidence now. He was his only reason to get up early in the morning, even if he didn't even want to leave his side. But he had to work, to support them, and even if Jack had found a job, only one salary wasn't sufficient for them. And even if he wanted to, he couldn't find another job, it would be too hard, and it was too tempting to keep this one. Such a not-so-bad job and salary, you wouldn't give it to anyone just like that.

He exited the building, his work suitcase in his hand, walking with an assured step to their apartment, wich was around 10-15min away. He walked, still having a hold onto the suitcase and one hand in his pant pocket. He passed in front of little shops selling clothes, jewelry, barbershop, candy shop, and one particularly caught his attention, it was a chocolate shop, and an idea came to his mind. He walked in, and looked at the various chocolate boxes of all forms and size, and after a few minutes, he decided on a long square box with all sorts of delicious chocolates inside. Tonight they'd eat thel together, telling each other about their days, relaxing and cuddling together to the light of some candles.

He paid and leaved the shop, heading home. He continued walking, becoming more and more lost in his thoughts. He thought about Jack, he seemed to haunt his mind once again, his dark golden blond hair swinging in front of his eyes, which would look at him with pure love, and his smile that made him melt right on the ground, and his calloused yet soft hands on his cheek..
He didn't realize right away that something wasn't right. Before he knew what was happening, he was violently thrown to the ground, and he could only think about the intense pain on his cheek. He didn't get the chance to get up, his attackers kicked him on the stomach repeatedly, leaving him gasping in pain. Then one of them made him grabbed him roughly by his discarded collar.

"Give us the money you little rich bastard" He said in a very menacing tone.

"But wha-"

"Because you and your father belittles us, we don't have enough money to support our families, you rich bastards treat us like some slaves in your company, and we're fed up now, so give us your money"

"You don't have the right to-"

"Shut up you filthy rich bastard!" He yelled at him, taking a pocket knife and pointing it to him.

"O-Okay.. I will give you money..! Just don't hurt me..!" Cal answered, his voice and body shaking from fear, making it difficult to take the money properly.

"Okay go on.. take your time.." He said with an evil laugh, "It would be a real choc for your lover to find your dead body in an alley" He whispered in a deep and threatening voice. And then he understood. They were attacking him not only for the money, but for the relationship he had with Jack too. His eyes widened. They were against it.

"I-I don't know what you're talking about" Cal said, wanting to protect Jack from them. Unfortunately this kind of relationship was still a very sensitive subject at the time.

"Oh yes you do!" He grabbed his collar roughly, before taking the money from him, "If you don't do something to arrange our situation, I can assure you that you won't ever see the light of day again.. And your lover too" Cal looked at him with menacing eyes, trying to keep his composure, and to keep his tears from falling. With that he pushed him to the hard ground and left with his men. Cal got up, moaning in pain. He grabbed his suitase and the chocolate box, and headed home, his pain becoming unbearable.

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Jack sat at the window of their bedroom, waiting for Cal to come back home. He had begun to worry, he should have been there for awhile now. Then the door opened, and Cal walked in, panting and gasping in pain. Jack immediately saw it and ran to his side. He saw his injured face and torn clothes with some spots of blood.

"Cal.. what happened?" He asked him.

"There was.. Some men.. They.." He breathed heavily and gasped in pain.

"Come on, I'm gonna clean your wounds" Jack leaded him to the bed and went to the bathroom to take some alcohol, cottons ans bandages. He came back to him, set the medical stuff aside, and helped him to undress. Once he finished he proceeded to clean the wounds on his face, stomach and back.

" It will sting a little bit" Jack warned. Cal reacted to the alcohol with a grimace, but he let Jack take care of him. While he was doing that, he explained him what happened.

"You know, it hurts me to admit it, but for once I'm scared" He said after a while as Jack was bandaging his injured side.

"You have the right to be, you know" He said, finishing to put the bandage on the wound on his back, then he deposed a soft kiss on the back of his neck. Cal shivered. He felt his hands going to his bare chest, hugging him tightly.

"Oh, I'd almost forgot" Cal got up and went to retrieve the chocolate box and went back to Jack.

"I bought it before I was attacked.. I thought that we could spent a nice evening together"

"Oh Cal you didn't have to.."

"I wanted to" He said with a quick smile, trying to ignore the light blush appearing on his cheeks. Jack reached for his hands, he set the chocolate box on the nightstand, and made him sit beside him on the edge of the bed.

"Thank you" He slowly leaned in, and kissed him on the mouth, bringing him closer to his body. Cal wrapped his arms around his shoulders, responding to his kiss. His calloused yet soft hand moved carefully around his waist, closing the gap between them. Another hand came in his dark hair. Cal attempted to resist, but he soon let his love for him take over everything. After a while he broke the kiss.

"Whats wrong ?" Jack asked ever so softly.

"I don't know if I can keep you safe anymore.. after what happened today" He tried to make eye contact with him.

"I don't expect you to" He answered, grabbing his head with both of his hands, tenderly caressing his still bruised cheeks with his thumbs. Cal managed to look at him in the eye, and this time he couldn't stop the tears from running down his face.

"I just don't want anything to happen to you" He said, quickly dipping his head in the crook of his neck, not caring if his tears soaked his shirt. Jack soothed him, laying back on the bed, so Cal was resting on his chest.

"You're okay?" He asked him after he had calmed down.

"Yeah.. I am.. I think so" Cal answered, his eyes still red from the tears, "Stay with me now"

"I will" Jack kissed him, and then hugged him tighly, "I won't let you go"

This time he truly believed him, and in response he leant in his loving embrace.

Nothing would ever come between them.