#i thought i'd throw my beloved quinn at you!!

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closed starter for @illctaffairs // quinn to ???

"i saw the cutest cat ever when i was travelling last week!" quinn's immediately fishing for his phone in his pocket, swiping through the photos to find the cat in question. the photo's of quinn crouching on the ground next to a fluffy black cat, doing a peace sign.

"she was so friendly! i honestly would've stolen her, but...i already pissed off the police in that town for breaking and entering into an old hospital." he says, grinning mischievously, it's pretty clear he doesn't feel guilty at all for that. "but anyway, what's going on with you? i've missed you! i wish i could've taken you with me, honestly."

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number 1 please!!! Maybe in the ‘the fixer’ verse? (mr motorbike - second in command to his mother’s empire jackie is 🔥)

the concept of powerful/brutal/ruthless/cold!Jack to everyone but his beloved Nico occupies serious real estate in my head. it's ridiculous! for context, here's 'the fixer'.

1. “Okay, maybe I have a crush on you! So what?” 

The thing is, life with Jack by his side has always meant that Nico has someone he can lean on, someone he could always turn to, and, on occasions, someone who just...makes all the bad stuff go away. It doesn't matter who. It doesn't matter what. Somehow, Jack just. Fixes things.

In the past, Nico may have felt uneasy about it. There's an uncomfortable passing thought that he's taking advantage of Jack's generosity and time somehow, but over the years Jack's made it abundantly clear that he takes care of Nico because he wants to. It's that simple.

But lately, after the whole drama with getting rid of his terrible cheating ex (or lack of drama, considering Jack just made that asshole disappear from Nico's life overnight), Nico's getting a different kind of vibe from his friend.

You know. Clocking the subtle stares, noticing the soft lingering touches, keeping track of the unsubtle doting bestowed upon him, and only him. That kind of vibe.

Nico is ninety-nine-point-nine percent sure Jack likes him. Maybe more than likes him, because Nico's seen the way Jack treats the people he hates, people he tolerates, and the few people he likes. And everything that's happened since he evicted Stefan's poisonous existence from Nico's life transcends a simple like. Actually, Nico's ninety-nine-point-nine-nine percent sure Jack's in love with him at this point.

But Jack has never acted on it. Never hinted at it. Doesn't seem like he's ever going to acknowledge it.

Not that it stops him from pulling all the stops, treating Nico with care and adoration. Everything short of laying him out and kissing him senseless on the bed is fair game apparently.

Like: surprising Nico with dinner reservations at a five-star skyscraper restaurant with Quinn's longstanding MVP credentials. Getting dirt and dust all over himself cleaning out Nico's garage after finding out Stefan had promised for months to do it but never did. Picking Nico up from an interview on his motorcycle, with an extra helmet in Nico's size. An utterly spontaneous trip to the crystal clear waters in Malta simply because Nico was looking 'too gloomy' cooped up at home. Never mind that Nico's got plenty of his own fun money after those decent years with the NHL under his belt.

It's fucking ridiculous. And Nico says as much, the one evening they're hanging out in Jack's penthouse instead, Succession playing on mute in the background while they mess around with some thousand-dollar whiskey Luke sent over. Jack nearly spilled the whole bottle on his counter, uncharacteristically flustered as Nico presses him for an explanation, because he's losing his god damn mind over this little dance they've got going on and he wants answers, now.

"Okay, maybe I have a crush on you! So what?" Jack finally shouts, throwing his hands up. "Do you want me to be the sleazy dirtbag that tries to make a move on his friend that's fresh out of a shitty relationship? Swoop in like a vulture, and you're a piece of meat? Like you're some toy to get passed around? Fuck you for thinking I'd do that, Nico, I swear--I can't have you, it's not--I can't--"

"But what if I want you?" Nico asks, and watches the myriad of expressions flash across Jack's face. Shock. Disbelief. Hope. Need. "What if I want you to be mine? What if I'm the one who wants to keep you?"

The whiskey sits abandoned on the counter for a long while after that.

send me a jacknico prompt!