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Title: Sunshine and Whiskey
Genre: Angsty Romance
Rating: T (I guess- boys kiss)
Pairing: Seth/Jacob
Words: 500
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Prompt: "Sunshine and Whiskey" by Frankie Ballard

AN: I wrote this like 3 months ago and never posted it. I probably intended to continue it, but that didn't happen. Anyway, I found it when I was trying to find my latest chapter of Delinquent that my computer oh-so-helpfully deleted. So that's why there's no new chapter there yet. :/

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Sunshine and Whiskey

Seth followed his nose—and his heart—to his future alpha's dingy little cabin in the woods. He wasn't fooling anyone at the pack meeting by volunteering to go after Jacob, but the others' opinions had never bothered Seth much.

The air inside was saturated with Jacob's scent, and Seth's eyes rolled back in pleasure as he stepped inside. A dark chuckle drew his attention to the table, where Jake was hunched over in the dingy room. A bottle of cheap whiskey was dwarfed by his large hand, and several more empty ones littered the table and ground around him.

"So you drew the short straw, huh, pup?" Jake's voice was rough, gravelly, and the sound went straight to Seth's groin. He shifted a bit to hide his excitement, then stepped closer to the larger wolf.

Seth shook his head and leaned down to catch Jacob's eye. He didn't miss the way the other man relaxed when Seth couldn't keep his hand off Jacob's shoulder. Or how his head dropped when that hand began to knead the tense knots in his neck. "No, I wanted to come," Seth murmured quietly, soothingly, instinctively knowing just what the older wolf needed.

Jake took another drink from the bottle he was holding, and Seth tensed when the action revealed what Jacob was holding in his other hand. The wedding invitation was faded and dirty, the picture even more so.

Seth felt an uncharacteristic surge of anger toward the human girl he'd once envied. Bella had led both Edward and Jacob around by the nose, until she showed her true selfish colors. She broke Jacob's heart just hours after he'd had his body shattered, then left Edward at the altar with nothing more than a note.

She had shown up a month earlier with a new tan, and a new boyfriend. The man was as human as they came, and a doctor to boot. She was clearly done with the supernatural side of things.

Seth had no idea how Edward was handling things, but he'd watched Jacob mope and shirk his duties for the past two years. He'd had enough. "Jacob, it's time to move on."

The words hung in the room like a separate entity, and Jacob's breathing was harsh as he finally raised his head to look at Seth incredulously. He couldn't believe the submissive wolf would speak to him with such authority.

In some ways, he'd been using Seth. He depended on the younger boy's unconditional devotion, and he wasn't unaware of his less than platonic feelings. Seeing him here, Jacob felt like scales had been pulled away from his eyes. He saw Seth, and he liked what he saw.

Seth was sure he was dreaming when Jacob leaned closer and clumsily pressed his warm lips to Seth's. The younger boy moaned as he gave into the kiss, mind swirling until Jacob pulled away laughing. "You taste like sunshine."

Seth snorted and shook his head. "Yeah? Well, you taste like whiskey."