Jack Barakat/Alex Gaskarth

Rated T

*Possible Trigger Warning*

jack find alex self harming on tour while the rest of the band is out and then cuddle (really really fluffy) c:

"Alright, see you later!" Jack said as he walked away from Rian, Zack and the crew as they made their way to a bar. It was unusual that Jack didn't join them but sometimes he just wanted chill on the bus. He walked through the parking lot, wrapped up tight in his hoodie. The moon shining down, lighting up the bus. Jack opened the door, stepping into the warmth and threw his jacket on the couch.

"Alex?" He called through the large tour bus. He didn't answer so Jack went looking for him. His bunk was empty so he checked the back.

"Alex?" Jack whispered. Alex sat on the couch, a box of bandages, rubber bands and razors next to him.

"Alex what are you doing?!" Jack rushed over to him, snatching away the blade he held in his hand that was pressed to his wrist. Blood seeped out of thin slices on his arm, maybe five on each arm. Alex just sat there in silence, tears streaming down his face. Jack hurriedly grabbed a wet rag, bringing it back to Alex, gently wiping up his cuts. Blood kept forming, sliding down his arm and onto the leather couch. Jack put some Neosporin on his finger and lightly dabbed it on each cut before wrapping them up. Jack got rid of the razors and came back to Alex.

"Why'd you do that Alex?" Jack said wrapping his arms around the older man, bringing him close to his chest and kissing the top of his head. Alex sniffled, gripping onto Jack's shirt, holding him close.

"I don't know, I just-" Alex started to cry, tears falling onto Jack's shirt. Jack pulled him closer, rubbing small circles on his back.

"Shh, shh. It's okay Alex, I'm here." Jack comforted him. They laid in silence for awhile before Alex finally told Jack about his depression because of his anxiety. Jack just held him, whispering that everything would be okay.

"I know what will cheer you up." Jack beamed, hopping off the couch and rushing to the little kitchen area. He grabbed a pack of popcorn from the cabinet and unwrapped it, popping it in the microwave and cooking it. Jack put some other snacks on a tray and dumped the cooked popcorn in a bowl, he grabbed some alcohol and went back into the back lounge. Alex sat on the couch wrapped up in his blanket as Jack placed the food and drinks down beside him. He put in a movie and they curled up next to each other, Jack's arm around Alex's shoulders.

In the middle of the movie they'd run out of snacks so Jack went back to get some ice cream, bringing the whole container with two spoons. He sat back beside Alex and opened it, tossing the lid aside and handing Alex a spoon. They ate some and watched the movie, Alex was laughing at a certain part and Jack just watched him, the smile spread across his face and the sparkle in his eyes as he sat beside his best friend, the love of his life, watching one of his favorite movies. Jack scooped his finger in the ice cream and rubbed it on Alex's face, Alex flinched at the sudden cold and turned to Jack-who pretended he hadn't done anything. Alex smiled and scooped ice cream onto his finger and rubbed it on Jack.

"Alex that's cold!" Jack giggled, trying to push him away. Alex only scooped up more, tossing it at Jack.

This continued until all of the ice cream was gone and both men were covered in it, sticky and laughing. Alex held Jack down and kissed his cheek with a smile. Jack smiled back, wrapping his arms around him and pulling him down to his chest, they cuddled, Alex snuggling into Jack.

"You are absolutely perfect. I love you." Jack said against Alex's hair. He felt him smile against his chest,

"I love you too Jack." They both fell asleep cuddling on the couch, still an sticky ice cream mess.