Jake was regretting taking the photos with him. He had hid them, looking at them once he had gotten to his room back home. It wasn't quite the photos themselves that were regrettable however.. He found himself not able to look at Dirk without them coming to mind. Now Dirk was rather attractive in his uniform, his brand of humor bringing a laugh to Jake's lips more than once. Having seen Dirk naked though? It just made him form the habit of stripping Dirk with his eyes.

Jake had to force himself to look away as Mr. Strider orders Dirk to strip is shirt off again to check the piercings. He had been sitting in the desk chair when the boss cleared his throat. Turning his head, he catches Bro Strider smirking at him as Dirk leans shirtless against the counter.

" Jake, you know about Dermals. How about you check Dirk out for me while I set up for another customer?" Jake couldn't help but gulp as Mr. Strider walks away. Oh he would be checking him out all right. He looks up at Dirk, trying to control the flush that rose in his face as the man approaches him. This position was not goof for his heart.

Due to the low position of the chair, Jake was face to face with Dirk's navel. He tried his hardest not to glance down at the package right in front of him, a breath away. Biting his lip, his finger meets Dirk's burning skin, his other hand gripping the firm waist of the man as he checks the healing. As he skims his finger over to the other side along the waistband, Jake couldn't help it as his eyes once again followed that trail of blond hair downward. He found himself staring at the slight bulge in Dirk's pants when he hears a throat clear from above him.

Looking up, he notices Dirk's blushing face and the source of the sound. Apparently Mr. Strider had finished up, and had been watching him and his little staring problem. Jake's face burned, and he didn't think it could grow any redder if he had been the devil himself. Embarrassed beyond all hell as both Striders had evidently noticed his wandering gaze, he quickly finishes up his inspection. He couldn't meet either of their gazes for the rest of the day, a smirk appearing on the lead Strider's face every time he saw Jake.

Jake had been trying to work up the courage to ask Dirk about his other profession, not able to do it every time he got the chance. It seemed like every time both him and Dirk were free at work, Bro Strider would appear. It was awkward enough bringing it up without doing it with an audience. Eventually he decided after a week of failures, that he would ask him in private.

Both he and Dirk were stuck in the back seat of Bro's car, Dave having called shotgun. Jake had once again been invited to dinner, and seeing this as an opportunity, he couldn't decline. Much to the amusement of the driver, the pair were both blushing, neither of them aware of the other. Dirk had fled to his room the instant the car stopped, Dave being roped into helping set up much to his complaint.

Jake had tried to help, but was shooed off enough to just be left awkwardly sitting in a kitchen chair and watching. He had noticed from his time with them, that the Striders seemed to have a rhythm of their own when it came to working. He was just not part of that beat. It seems that Bro Strider seemed to notice this as well, kicking Jake out of the kitchen. " Go bug Dirk," He says, smirking before he gave the directions to the room.

Jake was not exactly comfortable with this, not sure what to do. This was the perfect opportunity to ask about the job, but he would be alone.. with Dirk. With a quiet groan, he makes his way up the stairs, rehearsing what he was going to say in his head. Standing in front of the door, he knocks.

" Come in," comes quietly from inside, and Jake opens the door. Dirk was shirtless, obviously just having taken off his uniform. " What is it Da-oh." Was Dirk's reaction as he turns around. The blush staining his cheeks proving that Jake was not expected. Not sure what else to do, Jake looks away and closes the door as Dirk throws on a T-shirt.

" So I had a question," He starts off when Dirk looks up at him, gesturing for them to sit on the bed. Jake complies, not really wanting to stand for the awkward conversation. Maybe a bed wasn't the best place to be seated with his crush.. but it was better than nothing. Biting his lip, he hesitantly continues. " I- you have another Job? I saw the photos." He blurts out the last part, wanting to hide. This was so not going according to plan.

Dirk's eyes were wide as Jake had blurted this out. " Please don't tell bro, he can't know I do this. He can't know I'm Gay," Dirk pleads, shocking Jake. He could See Dirk starting to panic once he didn't answer immediately, resorting to rambling reasons and pleads.

Jake was starting to freak out a little himself, not sure how to shut Dirk up. He wanted to reassure him. Acting before he lost his courage, he presses a kiss to Dirk's lips. Satisfied that he had shut Dirk up, feeling him calm slightly under his grip, he pulls away with a whole new problem. He had just kissed Dirk. His face heats up as he meets Dirk's shocked Gaze. Oh god he was going to melt into a puddle right here.

" I'm sorry I-" He was shut up by Dirk pulling him into another kiss, and Jake really did melt.

The pair had managed to admit to a mutual crush before dinner, the other two Striders being none the wiser. Afterwords, they went back upstairs to hang out. Dirk hadn't been quite sure what to do, still shocked at the earlier events. Deciding on video games, they faced the dilemma of only the one recliner. They settled this by Jake sitting in Dirk's lap, both of their faces burning bright. Dirk soon relaxed though, his focus on beating Jake in Mortal Combat.

Jake had won the first round and decided apparently to take his prize. Dirk curiously watched him as he turned around fully to face Dirk. Cupping his cheeks, he pulls Dirk into a battle of lips. He wasn't quite sure what to do as Jake's hands gently tugged at his hair, his own moving to gently knead at his waist.

Their kiss soon heated up, and Dirk found himself to be enjoying it. Needing more, he pulls Jake closer against him, pulling a small noise from the man. Heat seemed to rush downwards from Dirk's chest at the sound, and he was pulled into exploring. His hands travel down, cupping Jake's plush rear as Jake bites his lip. Breathily breaking apart, the two awkwardly smile at each other.

" Want to play another round?"