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Pretty Boy	By : jaygoose Category: +G through L > Jak & Daxter Views: 3905 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Jak & Daxter, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Chapter Title: Pretty Boy

Warnings: Yaoi-ness. Of course, am I capable of anything else? *grins and
whispers* Actually I am, it just takes me longer.

Short
description:
Jinx just loves making Jak blush. And unfortunately for Jak, he can�t seem to
help loving the attention. (Shoot. Me. Please. *headdesk* I am so going to
hell.)

Disclaimer: I don't own the characters. Naughty Dog Inc does.

His
eyes had always been a little on the large side and he was sure that at the
moment they had grown even bigger than usual. Quite a feat to be sure and Jinx
seemed to love every minute of it.
�Why
exactly had he decided to sit over here in the first place?� Jak wondered.
He
could feel everyone else�s eyes on them. All of them trying their best not to
be obvious but Jak could tell they were watching anyway.
So
he ignored them. They weren�t really important right now anyway. He would put
up with their giggles and smart aleck comments later, but right now� He just had
to hear that again.
�What
did you say?� Jak�s voice was raspier then usual. Trying to whisper with a tone
such as his was murder on his throat but�
A
lopsided grin was all he got for his trouble. Keen eyes narrowed in the devious
grin�s wake. Jinx leaned back in his seat, wiggled his bottom in an attempt to
get more comfortable and stared him down. That damned grin never fading.
Jak
had never felt so uncomfortable. So why didn�t he just leave?
He
sighed when he resigned himself to the fact that he wouldn�t, not until he
heard it again anyway. He turned in his own seat, eyes reluctantly locking with
the green ones nestled in the corner right next to him. Jak raised a brow in
query.
�Y�heard
me.� Jinx finally said.
Why
didn�t he just leave now before he embarrassed himself further?
�No��
Jak muttered coolly, eyes simultaneously dropping to the mug in front of him.
There
was an airy sigh from the man next to him and the bench sifted underneath him.
��I
didn�t.�
Jinx
was leaning into him now, close enough that Jak could feel the other man�s
breath on the side of his face. The green-blond�s brows lowered, a frown
marring his face. This was so stupid. Why didn�t he just get up and leave?
Surely Daxter was doing something more interesting over there. He looked up and
caught sight of his furry friend. The ottsel looked to be in the middle of one
of his tall tales. Arms stretched out, probably mimicking the size of some
imaginary monster that he�d supposedly slayed. Dax turned to look at him
briefly, his pupil-less deep blues glinting with some sort of recognition other
then identification. A knowing grin formed on Jak�s best friend�s face.
Jak
just turned away, a new blush threatening to shatter his stoic exterior. He
wanted to curse. He wanted to just growl and get up and leave. But he just had
to hear Jinx say that to him again. No matter how fucking inappropriate it
had been� It was just not something he heard everyday. And as it seemed, to his
unending shame, even he was not immune to the giddy flutter that Jinx�s odd
brand of flattery caused.
Jinx
looked off thoughtfully, �Where should I begin?� He muttered.
He�d
saved the world three times already; Jak figured that he deserved a little
credit. So he chocked down that last nagging feeling of self-consciousness and
turned to the blond on his right. What he said next was only enhanced by the
smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth.
�Tell
me about my ass again.�
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