AN: Nope, still not mine.
Two o'clock in the morning a clap of thunder sounded and Jack roused from his sleep. He felt the spot next to him thinking he'd feel Zack's body but it was empty. He rubbed his eyes and sat up in bed. Looking around he couldn't see him anywhere so he got out of bed and went to the kitchen.
He saw Zack sitting in the nook with a cup a tea and a pad of paper. "Tea's in the pot if you'd like some." Zack replied as he wrote on the paper.
Jack poured a cup and walked over to Zack. He leaned over Zack's shoulder and Zack shut it quickly. "Everything okay?"
"It's fine. This isn't ready yet." Zack replied touching Jack's hand that rested on his shoulder. "Let's enjoy the rain. We haven't done that in a while."
"Okay."
Jack let Zack stand up and the two sipped tea and watched the lightning and rain. Zack slipped his fingers through Jack's and held him close.