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I “SHNOVE” YOU || JUDIE

TAGGING → JAMIE ANDERSON & JUDE SMYTHE LOCATION → Anderson House TIME FRAME → 2/16/16 NOTES → Mushy gushy emotional intimacy WARNINGS → none.

Jamie: "Truth or dare?" Jamie asked, tracing hearts on Jude's chest absentmindedly. Jude had come over to watch the show and keep Jamie company, which Jamie was more than thankful for, given that he was feeling exceptionally needy. It embarrassed him, but he figured that at this stage in their relationship, there was no reason to hide anymore.

Jude: hummed softly, letting his eyes close as his fingers played with Jamie's hair. "Truth," he said softly. The episode was on in the background, but he wasn't particularly keen on watching it, especially knowing that his fight with Alec would probably be featured. He turned his head to the side, letting his lips rest on Jay's temple, giving his boyfriend the comfort that he was silently asking for.

Jamie: hummed, "On a scale of 1-10, how happy are you that it's been five months? I mean, almost five, which is almost /six/," he asked.

Jude: A slow smile spread over Jude's lips. "Twenty," he murmured, not moving from where he was holding Jamie close to his side.

Jamie: giggled softly, pressing a kiss to the corner of Jude's mouth and giving him a scrunchy-faced smile. "Now it's your turn to ask me. That's the rules," he whispered.

Jude: "Mm, but I don't /like/ rules," Jude whispered back, opening his eyes to see Jamie, kissing the tip of his nose before nipping at his chin gently. "In fact, one of my best talents is breaking them."

Jamie: snorted, "C'mon, play with me," he said, running a hand through Jude's hair and looking at him with loving eyes. He felt so vulnerable underneath Jude's touch, like he could melt away at any second.

Jude: just grinned at Jamie, meeting his gaze and pushing his curls away from his face. "...Truth or dare?" he whispered after a few moments of silence, arching a brow at him.

Jamie: "Truth," Jamie said, tracing another heart on Jude's cheek this time, "Lay it on me," he laughed quietly.

Jude: leaned into the touch to his cheek, keeping eye contact with Jamie. "...Are you okay?" he asked softly.

Jamie: bit his lip, "That's a loaded question," he said, sighing gently. "Um, yes, but...vulnerable? And a little bit like the smallest thing could make me cry in a minute," he admitted, not knowing exactly why he felt that way.

Jude: nodded and leaned in to kiss Jamie gently. "I've got you," he murmured quietly, tugging Jamie to his chest.

Jamie: took a deep breath, "I'm a little ridiculous," he said quietly. "I just want to be close you and..." he trailed off, "I just want to talk to you."

Jude: "You're not ridiculous. You're my boyfriend. That entails being close to me and talking to me and all that. I want that too. And on days when you're maybe not sure how you're feeling, I'm here to lay in bed with you and watch the trashy reality show we star in."

Jamie: laughed quietly, burying his face in his boyfriend's neck, "How do /you/ feel?" He asked him, looking up at him and reaching for his hand.

Jude: shrugged, lacing their fingers together. "A little pissed," he said quietly. "Just...Still a little upset about fighting with Alec. And knowing the whole country's gonna watch it tonight."

Jamie: nodded, "You never did tell me about what happened, I mean, you don't necessarily have to," he told him, "But...if you think talking about it will help...'m here just for that."

Jude: hummed and kissed Jamie's forehead. "It's okay. I'd rather not rehash it. The gist is he wants to go visit our bitch of a mom over spring break because he thinks he'll just annoy Bas and I. Which is fucking ridiculous."

Jamie: gave him an eyebrow raise, "He's never annoyed you before, though? That's confusing," Jamie said, wrinkling his nose. "Have you decided what you're doing for Spring Break? Or what.../we're/ doing, you know, if I'm included in those plans..." he bit his lip, pushing his glasses up the bridge of his nose.

Jude: "Of course you're included," Jude mumbled, leaning in and kissing Jamie gently. "But I don't really have anything figured out...I was thinking maybe we could spend a couple days on the beach, though. You know, you splash around all cute in the water, I do my best to get some kind of tan so I don't look so deathly pale..."

Jamie: snorted, "Your skin has a natural olive tone, you're not pale," he kissed his nose. "Can I sleep at your house the entire week? We can 'sin' all we want, as Kitty would say."

Jude: laughed, grinning widely. "We'll be her little heathens," he teased, nose scrunching up at the kiss and returning it with a press to Jamie's cheek.

Jamie: squeaked, "Maybe we can invite her for a sleepover one night, if we ever decide to you know...wear clothes? Are we capable of that?" Jamie looked up at Jude with big, innocent eyes; the kind that he almost always did on purpose because it made Jude's heart beat a mile a minute.

Jude: felt his heart skip a beat at the look in Jamie's eyes, absently biting at his lower lip. "Y'know, I'm not entirely sure..." he mused, shifting, getting Jay on his back and straddling his hips, sliding a hand up his shirt.

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Jamie: "What're you up to?" Jamie giggled, leaning into Jude's touches and smiling softly.

Jude: returned the smile and leaned down to kiss Jamie deeply. "Oh, nothing," he murmured, nipping at Jay's lip, tugging it gently with his teeth.

Jamie: let out a tiny "/Oh/," holding onto his boyfriend and kissing him back eagerly, feeling emotional and having an intense need to be close to Jude.

Jude: laughed softly and just kissed Jamie again. He wasn't exactly looking for sex, it was more establishing a connection, a tether, to hold Jamie to him and keep him close and make sure he was okay.

Jamie: nuzzled his nose against Jude's, humming happily. "I kinda wanna be naked, but not exactly...not for sex reasons."

Jude: nodded and kissed Jamie sweetly, smiling into it. "We can do that," he said softly, gently stripping Jay of his shirt before pulling his own off as well.

Jamie: "You're so perfect to me," Jamie said softly, innocently, "I need you closer."

Jude: "Okay," Jude whispered, kissing gently at his throat, dragging his hands down to his pants and making sure he had constant contact with him.

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Jamie: let out a shaky breath, reaching for Jude and kissing him hard. "I love you so much," he breathed out, locking eyes with him.

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Jude: smiled gently. "I love you so much, too," he said quietly, nudging his nose against Jamie's as he stripped him of his pants.

Jamie: rested his hand on Jude's waistband, giving him the hint that he wanted the damn things off already, smiling shyly as though there were anything left to be shy about. There had been plenty of reasons to feel shy in the past, for example, Jamie coming in Jude's eye, but somehow, he felt heat rising in his chest just from being with him like this.

Jude: let out a soft chuckle and sat up enough to slip his own jeans off, tossing them away and leaning back down to kiss Jamie. "You're cute when you're bashful," he breathed, as if he himself wasn't wearing a soft stripe of red over his cheekbones and the bridge of his nose. He settled over Jamie, nosing at his throat, kissing it and biting it lovingly and feeling at home here with him.

Jamie: tilted his head back, letting Jude do whatever he wanted and becoming absolute jello under his touches. He wrapped his legs around Jude's waist, bringing him closer, feeling his warmth against him pressing his face into Jude's neck, breathing him in. He smelled like he did when he was fresh from the shower; it was a smell that had honestly become home. Home wasn't a place. It was a heartbeat, a scent, a voice.

Jude: sighed as Jamie's legs wrapped around him, smiling against his skin. Slowly, he shifted them, laying on his side next to Jamie and guiding him to mirror the new position. His hand lifted, resting on Jamie's neck, thumb rubbing in slow, measured swipes along his cheek as he felt any tension in his body leave him, relaxed, safe here in Jamie's bed.

Jamie: 's body felt completely relaxed; tightness that he didn't know he had was gone. He turned his head slightly to kiss Jude's wrist gently while he rubbed him affectionately. This was who was he was going to love for the rest of his life...of course, he'd known it already, but it was such a rare thing to know so soon who your destiny was. Drowned in thought, he took to tracing shapes and words across his boyfriend's chest, inhaling deeply and exhaling slowly.

Jude: smiled at the kiss to his wrist, and slowly, his hand trailed down along the chain encircling Jamie's neck, down, down, down until he found the promise ring there. He lifted it to his lips and kissed the metal, warm from resting against Jamie's skin, before letting it gently fall back onto his chest and pressing closer to kiss Jamie's forehead. "...Je t'aime," he mumbled softly, but it was heavier, had more weight to it than their usual I love you's. It was serious, more a promise than a declaration.

Jamie: "Je t'aime aussi," he breathed, very seriously and with (for once) almost perfect pronunciation. It felt big, like an actual vow, and it was then that he felt tears well up in his eyes, unable to stop them.

Jude: nearly beamed at Jamie, and his hand slid back up to his face, thumb gently wiping at the corner of his eye to brush the tears away. "Come here," he said quietly, tugging Jamie closer until he could tuck the other’s head beneath his chin, eyes closing as he hugged him to him tight.

Jamie: was able to fall asleep that way, face buried in his boyfriend's chest, inhaling and exhaling, snoring lightly. Right before he drifted off though, he managed one last "I love you," which muffled, sounded more like "I shnove you."

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TEXT 📲 JUDIE

Jamie: Recovered from Valentine's Day yet? ;)

[sydneyberry]

Text ✉ Jude & Sydney

Sydney: So hey, question. Since you are like one of the most honest people I know and I actually don't get offended when you tell the truth. I decided that I need some help from you. Help a sista out please.

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TEXT 📲 JUDIE

Jamie: So...what's up with you and Peyton? :o

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TEXT ✉ JITTY

Kitty: My mom knows.

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LOVER TO LOVER || JUDIE

TAGGING → JAMIE ANDERSON & JUDE SMYTHE LOCATION → Anderson House TIME FRAME → 1/16/15 - after the WSS opening NOTES → Jude doesn’t expect much for his birthday, but Jamie’s going to give him everything and more. WARNINGS → nsfw because we’re always nsfw

Jamie: After sharing a delicious pizza at some hole in the wall Pizza joint that Jude picked, Jamie drove the two of them back to his house, where his parents were out and Blaine was more than likely celebrating with Sebastian. He pulled into the driveway, then got out and ran around to open Jude's door for him, "Before you make fun of me," Jamie said with a giggle. "It's your birthday, and I have to do this because you're the Prince today," he winked.

Jude: arched an eyebrow as Jamie hurried around the car, laughing as he stepped out. "You're adorable," was all he said in reply, voice soft, and he leaned down, pecking Jay on the forehead before taking his hand. "You know you don't have to do shit for my birthday, right? I mean, it doesn't have to be a big deal or anything. It's just a day." He shrugged, walking up to the house, looking forward to spending the night with him.

Jamie: shook his head, "Hey, listen, you were so good to me on my birthday. Why shouldn't I want to do the same for you?" He grabbed his hand and led them inside and up the stairs to his room where they spent all of their time more often than not. "Let me spoil you a little, yeah?"

Jude: rolled his eyes fondly, following him up to the familiar bedroom that was becoming a second home to him. "Well if you insist." He winked and toed off his shoes, immediately falling onto the bed with a happy groan. Jamie: smirked, "Should we do presents?"

Jude: "Um, absolutely," Jude replied with a grin, pushing himself up onto his elbows. He wasn't expecting much; just a night with Jamie was more than enough.

Jamie: grinned, turning to his closet and grabbing a gift bag from it. "One of the things was very, very last minute," he said shyly. "Everything else I picked out very carefully weeks in advance..." He gave it to Jude to unwrap. Inside was a sweater with a snake-skin print on it, a necklace with words that read, "Love is keeping the promise anyway," and a new set of guitar strings for the old, abandoned guitar that Jude hadn't played in years. He was hoping it would inspire him to start playing again; to start doing what he truly loved so perhaps finally, he could feel like he was doing something right in a world where he felt like he could only do wrong.

Jude: looked at Jamie curiously as he took the bag, carefully unwrapping the gifts. He laughed quietly at the sweater, feeling the soft fabric and setting it carefully to the side to look at the necklace. Immediately he was undoing the chain, sliding the charm off and taking off his promise ring necklace, slipping the heart shaped pendant on to settle next to the ring. "Jay, I..." And then he noticed the guitar strings. He couldn't remember the last time he played, and he picked them up carefully, biting his lower lip hard and gripping them tight. A soft, almost weak laugh left him, and he leaned in, kissing Jamie firmly. "..Thank you, Cutie."

Jamie: beamed at him, "I thought the shirt would look cute with your skin tone, and...the necklace ties in with your promise ring," he started. "And then...your strings...I thought maybe, just maybe, you'd like to start playing again." Jude: swallowed hard, nodding a bit. "We'll see," he said softly, leaving it at that, settling closer to Jay. His fingers stayed curled around the pack of strings, the Ernie Ball label barely legible through his fingers as he drew Jamie into another kiss.

Jamie: kissed him deeper, wrapping his arms around him and crawling into his lap. "I love you," he whispered. "I hope your birthday weekend's all you were hoping it would be..." he trailed off, nuzzling his nose, "But it's not over yet."

Jude: wrapped his arms around Jamie, sliding his hands into his back pockets. "Mm, yeah? What else do you have up your sleeve?" He nipped and tugged at Jamie's lip, worrying it gently, kissing at his chin.

Jamie: nipped at Jude's neck teasingly, "I thought I'd..." Kiss. "Give you something that you'd definitely remember for your birthday..." Jamie smiled mischeviously. "You know, like...having sex with jail-bait?" he winked.

Jude: barked out a shocked laugh at that. "Holy shit, I absolutely didn't think of that. Does that make us some sort of Romeo and Juliet couple? Star crossed lovers, never to know one another biblically?" He scrunched up his nose, shaking his head.

Jamie: snorted, "I think it's a little late for that, don't you?" he kissed his jaw, "I mean, really?"

Jude: hummed, tilting his head slightly. "Mm, you make a valid point." He shifted, laying down, keeping Jamie on top of him. "That mean you're gonna fuck me til I scream tonight?"

Jamie: licked his lips, "Mhmm, that's precisely what it means," he said, his voice low and gravely. He moved to nip at his neck once more, playing with the bottom of his shirt. "This...really needs to go," he said, pulling it up and off before moving to pull off his own.

Jude: 's breath hitched at the tone of Jamie's voice, letting his eyes flutter closed at the nip to his throat. "Couldn't agree more." He helped Jamie get their tops off, hands roaming restlessly.

Jamie: shivered at Jude's hands on his body, quickly attacking Jude's chest with his mouth, biting and sucking where every birthmark, every freckle was. He ran his tongue over his right nipple teasingly, "Mmm," he hummed happily, wanting to drive him nuts.

Jude: arched up beneath Jamie, letting his eyes fall closed and his teeth sink hard into his lower lip, still swollen from being split not too long ago. "Fuck," he breathed out quietly, twitching at the way Jay's tongue dragged over his nipple, feeling like he was slowly being set on fire.

Jamie: smiled slyly as he slid down Jude's body, kissing every part of him, sucking a trail of hickeys from his chest to his abdomen and taking his sweet time; he was in no hurry, and he adored making his boyfriend crazy with need. Slowly, he began undoing Jude's belt, making eye contact with him without breaking it.

Jude: gave a near-whimper as Jamie teased him, lifting a hand and tangling his fingers into his curls and pulling gently. It felt like Jay was taking an eternity, and while it was driving him insane, Jude wouldn't deny that he loved it. He blinked his eyes open, locking them with Jamie's, a soft whine escaping him.

Jamie: licked his lips, tugging down Jude's jeans and underwear and tossing them aside. His hand reached for the boy's cock, wrapping his hand around it and stroking experimentally before stopping entirely, leaning down and giving the side of it a teasing lick. He snickered mischeviously, then looked up at him again, "Lube?" he asked, not bothering to ask for a condom; Jude had made it clear that he was done with those.

Jude: let Jamie strip him, giving a moan before it cut off as Jay stopped stroking him. "Oh Jesus fucking Christ," he mumbled, shivering, feeling like his whole body was a live wire. He nodded rapidly, hand scrambling to the bedside table to pull open the drawer and toss the bottle of lube down to Jamie. "Just--Fuck, Jay, you're driving me crazy.."

Jamie: laughed breathlessly, "That's the plan," he smiled. Abruptly realizing that he was still in pants, he stood to shake them off before getting back down onto the bed and spreading lube onto his fingers, "Spread open for me, yeah?" Jude: licked his lips as he watched Jamie strip out of his pants, spreading his legs shamelessly for his boyfriend. "I love you."

Jamie: "I love /you/" Jamie said, inching his index finger into his boyfriend and fucking it in and out slowly, watching Jude's face for any sort of discomfort. Of course, he knew that Jude could take it, but he always wanted to make sure he was okay. A moment later, he leaned down and let his tongue join his finger, spreading him just a bit wider and moaning against his skin.

Jude: gasped quietly as Jamie slipped a finger in, quickly adjusting. A surprised moan left him as Jay's tongue slipped along his hole, surprising him, making him spread his legs even more as his head fell back against the pillows. "Oh fuck I love it when you do that," he moaned out, hands slowly curling in the sheets.

Jamie: didn't answer him, too involved in what he was doing to really think of anything else. He added his middle finger into the mix, fucking both fingers in and out rapidly while flicking his tongue; he could feel the boy writhing under him and it gave him the utmost satisfaction. Jude: was quickly panting under Jamie's ministrations, body jerking as he took everything Jamie was offering and asking wordlessly for more. He could feel his face heating up faintly, and he whined once more, chest rising and falling rapidly. "Fuck, Jay, just--Oh my /God/--"

Jude: groaned and smacked a hand over his eyes, almost painfully hard at this point. "Stop fucking teasing," he bit out, and it was supposed to be commanding, strong, but it came out more like a plea and high and breathy in a way he was still getting used to sounding.

Jamie: nodded, "Mmm, I think I might be all done," he admitted. "But only if you think you're open enough for me, hm? What do ya think?"

Jude: nodded rapidly. "Yes, yes I'm fucking ready, will you just--" He cut himself off as he shifted on Jamie's fingers, gasping.

Jamie: nodded, lining himself up with Jude's hole and holding his hips steady before inching himself inside of him with a sharp gasp, "F-fuck, /oh/."

Jude: let his mouth drop open slowly as Jamie pushed into him, eyes fluttering before falling closed as his hands slid up, grabbing Jamie tight. "Oh Jesus you always feel so good," he mumbled breathlessly, clinging to him tightly.

Jamie: settled into Jude all the way, breathing hard and whining a little at the tightness; he'd never get used to this, never in a million years. He gripped his hips so hard that his knuckles turned white, "Tell me when I can move, baby."

Jude: felt an ache in his hips at how hard Jay was holding him, and he reveled in it, secretly hoping it would bruise and mark and stay for a while. They would be a nice change from the yellowing marks covering him from his fight, at least. He nodded, quiet for a moment, hiding his face in Jamie's shoulder, before giving him a gentle squeeze. "Move. /Please/."

Jamie: snapped his hips forward mercilessly, knowing that his boyfriend could take it, he let out a loud moan, muffling it into the boy's neck before sucking a hickey into it to go along with all of his other ones, he snapped his hips forward at a steady pace, letting Jude get as close to him as he needed to be.

Jude: 's eyes rolled back in pleasure as Jamie fucked him, overwhelmed in the best way as he let himself get lost in the pleasure of it. He wrapped his arms around him tightly, pressing as close as he could, taking the chance to hold him tight and dig his nails harshly into his boyfriend's back. Jamie: hissed quietly, Jude's nails in his back giving him pleasure and pain at the same time. He nibbled at Jude's neck, leaving marks all over him. "Oh f-fuck, baby. Oh God," Jamie whined, the feeling of Jude around him so deliciously tight.

Jude: groaned loudly, legs wrapping around Jamie's hips as he dragged his hands down his back to draw forth angry red lines. "Fuck I love you, I love you so fucking much," he managed to gasp out, Jamie feeling so big and filling him up completely.

Jamie: pounded into him faster, deeper, his breathing ragged. "I love you, beautiful. I love you," he whined, pounding into him so hard that the bed shook. "You wanna g-get on top?"

Jude: whined brokenly and nodded as well as he could, shifting quickly until he could get Jamie onto his back and singing down onto him fast and hard. "Oh, fuck!" he cried out, not wasting time, not adjusting, just fucking himself down onto him.

Jamie: closed his eyes tight and let out a strangled noise, "Fucking s-shit," Jamie cried, gripping Jude's hips so hard that he knew he would leave a bruise. "That's right baby, take it. It's yours," he breathed. It was all too much and not enough at once, Jamie was hungry for more of him.

Jude: quickly lost the ability to speak; instead he focused on what he could think of, which was Jamie buried inside him and the feeling of the other's hands gripping him tight. He worked himself down as hard as he could, feeling like he would never be satisfied, would never get enough of him.

Jamie: licked his lips at the sight of Jude riding him; he was certain that there was no sight more beautiful then his boyfriend with his head thrown back, broken sobs coming from him every time he dropped his ass back onto Jamie's cock. Jamie began to thrust his hips up into him, biting his lip hard to concentrate on /not/ coming right away for the sake of his boy. "G-gah f-fuck," he babbled. "You're so good for me, sweet baby. So good."

Jude: would have been embarrassed about the squeak that escaped him at the way Jamie began to push up into him if he could think about things like that, but as it was, he was preoccupied with being overwhelmed by the praise Jamie was giving him. "Mm, good for you, fuck!" he managed to say shakily, feeling himself getting dangerously close to the edge.

Jamie: could feel Jude's precome dripping from his cock onto his stomach, "Mmm you're so close, I can feel it," he whispered, his voice gruff. "Fuck, kiss me," he whined.

Jude: shivered faintly at the almost harsh tone of Jamie's voice, and he leaned in immediately, kissing him hard and clinging to him. He rolled them back over quickly, onto his back, clutching onto Jamie as he moaned into his mouth. Jamie: pounded into Jude with reckless abandon, moaning so loudly he was convinced his voice would go hoarse. He stretched the boy's legs over his shoulders and fucked in hard and fast until his hips came to a temporary standstill as he spilled into his boyfriend with a moan of his name. He picked up again right after, unwilling to let his boy down. "C'mon baby, I've got you."

Jude: whimpered as Jamie spilled into him, arching up beneath him, the strain in his legs barely noticeable over the feeling of being filled. He gasped harshly as Jay kept going, biting his lower lip hard enough to nearly reopen the split before screaming bloody murder as he came hard, his entire body shaking. Jamie: "Good boy," Jamie praised him gently, his breaths shaky. He kissed him deeply before starting to pull out of him.

Jude: "No, nonononono," Jude whimpered weakly without thinking, his hands gripping Jamie as tight as he could with how drained he felt. A sense of desperateness had returned as Jamie tried to pull out, leaving him whining and needy all over again.

Jamie: searched his face, "Baby, what's up? Did I hurt you?"

Jude: felt his cheeks heat up, and he bit his lip once more, meeting Jamie's eyes. "N-No, 'm--'m fine, just. Don't...Pull out."

Jamie: tilted his head, "You sure?"

Jude: nodded slightly, looking away.

Jamie: nodded, "Your wish is my command. Situate me however is most comfy for you, okay?" He smiled dreamily at his boyfriend, his breathing still uneven. Jude: gave an almost shy smile and wrapped his arms around Jamie, giving him a little tug until he fell atop him. He gave a little laugh, hiding his face in his throat. "...This has been the best birthday I've ever had," he confessed quietly, voice rough.

Jamie: kissed him hard, smiling against his mouth a little. "Get used to good birthdays, okay? 'Cause with me, they'll never be anything short of fantastic." Jude: laughed breathlessly and held him close, already beginning to drift off, exhausted. He snuggled closer, shaking his head. "I can't wait," he whispered.

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Text: Sydney ⇆ Jude

Sydney: Jude! Can I ask you for some advice?

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HE RINGS MY BELL || JUDIE

TAGGING → JAMIE ANDERSON & JUDE SMYTHE LOCATION → Mugshots Coffeehouse. TIME FRAME → 1/14/15 - Evening. KARAOKE NIGHT! NOTES → Jamie and Jude attend the first week of Karaoke at Blaine’s work, and surprise each other with special song choices. AKA: JAMIE FINALLY FINDS OUT THAT JUDE CAN SING AND LOVES PERFORMING. WARNINGS → none. or maybe just one for some sex mention at the very end. 

Jamie: was nervous, slightly embarrassed, and couldn't believe that Blaine was making him do this. He pressed a kiss to Jude's cheek before taking the small stage of the cafe, "Um, hey," he said gingerly. "I'm Jamie Anderson, and my brother is making me do this, and I thought that...as long as it's gonna be a thing, that I'd take this opportunity to sing something for my A+, ten out of ten boyfriend, Jude," he gave Jude a smile as the opening for "Hey Jude" began to play on the speakers. "Hey Jude...don't make it bad..."

Jude: gave a little hum at the kiss to his cheek, grinning widely at Jamie and cheering loudly as he clapped. He arched an eyebrow, smirking, only to feel his face flush as Jamie spoke. He swallowed, glancing down almost shyly before focusing back on him. A warmth spread in his chest, and he laughed, shaking his head and softly singing along.

Jamie: "...Don't be afraid, you were made to...go out and get.../him/," he winked as he continued singing. He was blushing hard, he didn't think that his voice was anywhere as good as Blaine's, after all, Blaine's was like an actual instrument that he used regularly, Jamie's, not so much. As he sang, he never took his eyes off his boyfriend, who thankfully did not look horrified.

Jude: 's smile widened the more Jamie sung, and the eyes that kept glancing at him didn't even register with him. He kept his on Jay, for once glad that every second of their lives were recorded; he wanted to remember this.

Jamie: "Naaaa na na na na na naaaa, na na na naaa, Heeyyy Juuuuude," Jamie sung out, his nose scrunching up a little. As the song finished up, Jamie blew his boyfriend a kiss. "Thanks, you guys are awesome," Jamie said excitedly, skipping back to their table and kissing Jude full on the lips, inviting hoots and hollers from anyone who may be watching. "Love you," he said, yelling above the music.

Jude: laughed at the little scrunch of Jamie's nose, laying a hand over his heart. As soon as Jamie was off of the stage, he was on his feet, leaning in and kissing Jamie hard. "I love you!" he replied, laughing against his lips and kissing him once again.

Jamie: giggled, "That was terrifying," he admitted. "You sure you don't wanna go up and give it a go? Stand in solidarity with your man? Hmmm?"

Jude: shook his head. "No, no...I mean, I don't really perform, Jay," he said, reaching up to rub the back of his neck. The crowd around him kept encouraging him, though, and he sighed, nodding. "Alright, alright." He kissed Jamie one last time before skipping up to the stage, whispering to the band, getting grins and nods back as he settled up at the mic, hands wrapping around it like it was natural for him. "Alright, so. I don't perform much. So this may be shit--can I say that?" He glanced over at Blaine, but just shook his head and smiled, letting his eyes close and waiting for the music to begin. "....His name is Jamie, I had a dream about him..."

Jamie: tilted his head, his jaw dropping because the sound that came out of Jude's mouth was absolutely stunning. He'd never heard him sing before, and he never truly wondered why. He just assumed it wasn't his thing, but right now in this tiny cafe, he was being proven wrong. His boyfriend was inserting his name into "Teenage Dirtbag," his voice more gorgeous than any of the One Direction boys he loved. His eyes were wide, his heart beating fast as he listened to him.

Jude: 's eyes stayed closed as he sang; the last time he had performed for someone it was in Kitty's bedroom when they were fifteen after he'd accidentally revealed to her that he had vocal lessons and couldn't come to youth group. He just let himself sing, the song coming easily. It was one of his favorites, and he knew Jamie loved the One Direction version. "Cause I'm just a Teenage Dirtbag, baby, Listen to Iron Maiden maybe, with me..."

Jamie: jammed along with him, knowing he had to be nervous. He was even more pleased at how well the crowd seemed to receive him. Up there, he saw actual star power; something that could potentially be explosive if Jude chose to own it. "Oh yeaaahhhh dirtbaaaaaaag," Jamie sang along, beaming.

Jude: found it easy to sing once he really got into it, even going so far as to finally open his eyes, finding Jamie and locking onto him. He could see him singing along with him, and he smiled while he performed, the song wrapping up with him belting out a few more notes with gusto. "No, he doesn't know what he's missin'!" With that he stepped away from the mic, beaming, mouthing a "thank you," to the crowd and bowing with a smirk before hopping off the stage, skipping the stairs entirely.

Jamie: giggled, his eyes still wide with complete surprise. He jumped into Jude's arms, kissing him deeply and smiling against his lips. When he pulled back, he almost couldn't bring himself to speak, "Jude. That was literally...you can /sing/. You can /perform/. You have such a gift, you really do," he kissed him again, winding his arms around him. "I can't believe...Teenage Dirtbag?" he giggled, a permanent smile on his lips.

Jude: caught Jamie easily, laughing and kissing him back. He flushed a little, shrugging slightly. "I mean...It's no big deal," he mumbled. "And I know you like that song, and I've known it for a couple years now...Seemed fitting." He kissed Jamie again, nipping at his lip and tugging it playfully.

Jamie: squeaked a little at the kiss, feeling admittedly a little turned on by the excitement. "It is /so/ a big deal, Jude. I'm never gonna stop asking you to sing for me now. You can't hide!" He laughed. "And that was really sweet of you, and for the record, I want you eleven thousand times more than I want Louis Tomlinson."

Jude: shook his head fondly, feeling his cheeks darken as he reached forward to tug the chain out from under Jamie's shirt, fiddling with the promise ring there. "Well I would hope you want me more, I mean, you /did/ give me a promise ring," he said, kissing his cheek and to his jawline before sighing. "I suppose I should stop feeling you up in public, huh?"

Jamie: nodded, "You should stop feeling me up in public," he said, "But you absolutely should feel me up in your room. That is an absolute must. You have no idea how turned on I am right now."

Jude: laughed quietly. "You know the cameras definitely picked that up, right?" he asked, arching an eyebrow.

Jamie: shrugged, "I am not ashamed of our sex life. I'll scream about it from the rooftops, but I'd rather scream about it from your bed, if that's okay?" He had a feeling it most definitely would be.