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I launch myself at him, hoping to distract him from his game.

"Y/N? What the fuck are you doing? I'm busy right now!" he shouts. I land on top of him, restricting his view for a few seconds. Somehow he manages to stay alive and he moves the controller in his hands out of my way. I turn around and lie down on top of him with my head on his lap, listening for the reaction coming out of his headset.

"It's not like it doesn't have a pause button, Jack." I say, trying to piss him off.

"You know damn well that I can't pause whilst playing multiplayer." He chuckles, trying to work out what I'm doing. Bored, I start pushing my hand up and down his chest. The smile on his face only grows as he realises what I want.

"You can get some kisses in a minute love, just let me beat the shit of Mark," he says. "Yes you heard me right Mark, I will beat the shit out of you." He pauses to hear Mark's reply only to shout, "I've got a distraction that's why I'm losing! It's not my fault you don't have a girlfriend,". The comeback only makes me giggle.

Only trying to annoy him more, my hands reach a little higher and my hands travel down his neck. His face starts flushing as he tries to concentrate on the game, his eyes still not leaving the screen.

"Love, please. I'm really trying here. I know you can't wait for your awesome boyfriend but good things come at a price. And right now, the price is waiting 5 minutes. You can manage that, can't you?" he tries.

My hands drop from him in an instant and I whine at him. He takes a deep breath, thinking that he's stopped the distraction. I smile, knowing how wrong he is. Instead, I let my hands travel down myself, stopping below my belly button then down my sides and across my chest.

"No, no, no please baby. Not again." He mutters, trying to stop Mark from hearing him. "No Mark, I'm not going to just let you win so that Y/N can get what she wants. She can wait," He says, annoyed that Mark heard him.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck! No! Ugh, I hate you Mark, piece of shit." He swears, his accent thickening. He lost the game. Sitting up, I take the headset off his head and place it on my own.

"Thanks Mark," I say and I hear him chuckling.

"Stolen Jackaboy's headset again?" he asks.

"Maybeeee," I say, giggling once more.

"Have fun with him. I didn't beat him for nothing," he says, his voice dropping low.

"I will," I say, just before Jack rips the headset off my head.

"How many times do I have to ask you not to steal my headset Y/N?"

"About 5 so far. You might as well stop asking," I say.

He looks at me and sighs, shaking his head with a grin on his face. He walks up to me and places his hands at my waist.

"Why couldn't you have just kept your hands to yourself for once?" he asks, burying his head in my neck.

"I could, but why would I want to? You love it anyway," I whisper.

"Too damn right,"

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I launch myself at him, hoping to distract him from his game.

"Y/N? What the fuck are you doing? I'm busy right now!" he shouts. I land on top of him, restricting his view for a few seconds. Somehow he manages to stay alive and he moves the controller in his hands out of my way. I turn around and lie down on top of him with my head on his lap, listening for the reaction coming out of his headset.

"It's not like it doesn't have a pause button, Jack." I say, trying to piss him off.

"You know damn well that I can't pause whilst playing multiplayer." He chuckles, trying to work out what I'm doing. Bored, I start pushing my hand up and down his chest. The smile on his face only grows as he realises what I want.

"You can get some kisses in a minute love, just let me beat the shit of Mark," he says. "Yes you heard me right Mark, I will beat the shit out of you." He pauses to hear Mark's reply only to shout, "I've got a distraction that's why I'm losing! It's not my fault you don't have a girlfriend,". The comeback only makes me giggle.

Only trying to annoy him more, my hands reach a little higher and my hands travel down his neck. His face starts flushing as he tries to concentrate on the game, his eyes still not leaving the screen.

"Love, please. I'm really trying here. I know you can't wait for your awesome boyfriend but good things come at a price. And right now, the price is waiting 5 minutes. You can manage that, can't you?" he tries.

My hands drop from him in an instant and I whine at him. He takes a deep breath, thinking that he's stopped the distraction. I smile, knowing how wrong he is. Instead, I let my hands travel down myself, stopping below my belly button then down my sides and across my chest.

"No, no, no please baby. Not again." He mutters, trying to stop Mark from hearing him. "No Mark, I'm not going to just let you win so that Y/N can get what she wants. She can wait," He says, annoyed that Mark heard him.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck! No! Ugh, I hate you Mark, piece of shit." He swears, his accent thickening. He lost the game. Sitting up, I take the headset off his head and place it on my own.

"Thanks Mark," I say and I hear him chuckling.

"Stolen Jackaboy's headset again?" he asks.

"Maybeeee," I say, giggling once more.

"Have fun with him. I didn't beat him for nothing," he says, his voice dropping low.

"I will," I say, just before Jack rips the headset off my head.

"How many times do I have to ask you not to steal my headset Y/N?"

"About 5 so far. You might as well stop asking," I say.

He looks at me and sighs, shaking his head with a grin on his face. He walks up to me and places his hands at my waist.

"Why couldn't you have just kept your hands to yourself for once?" he asks, burying his head in my neck.

"I could, but why would I want to? You love it anyway," I whisper.

"Too damn right,"