You grew up with Jack. He had been your friend since you both were only toddlers and when you got older you got even closer. Your whole childhood you've been playing togheter, fooling around, making jokes, annoying other gang members... Jack—being one year older than you—was the only person your age in camp and in general the only person your age you were actually allowed to talk to.

When you two got into the teenage years Jack started to develop feelings for you. It wasn't obvious though and he was a little confused himself. He never felt something like this towards you and no one ever really explained all this to him. Puberty, growing up, love, change in bodies. And the same goes to you—you also had no idea what was going on and you both only really had eachother to talk about it.

Currently Jack was laying on the small matress of your small hideout you had built with him a few years ago. It was a wonder that it was still there. It was the remainings of a small stable but except for the wooden roof there was not much left of it. But you and Jack managed to make it quite comfy. Now it was a peaceful and quiet spot where you and him could escape from everything.

Jack's eyes were closed as he was thinking about his current situation and tried to figure out why his body felt so weird and different. Whenever he thought about you he felt all hot and tingly in his stomach. He had no idea why. Suddenly he heard a noise and quickly sat up, shoulders tense. "Oh, it's just you." he muttered and relaxed a little. A small blush was visible on his cheeks though. And he was sweating a little too now.