listen, i love jack ‘it’s only minus ten out i can wear shorts out’ zimmermann as much as everyone else but as anyone who lives in a cold place can tell you, we get VERY worried about people from warm places who clearly Do Not Understand How To Winter.
and while bitty is very good at bundling up he clearly doesn’t know what to wear out (he wouldn’t have to wear so many layers if he had good winter clothes after all) and it is Very Upsetting to jack. so every single time bitty visits jack starting from october, jack has another piece of high quality winter clothing waiting for him, whether it be double layered mittens, wool-lined boots, or a coat that feels like duvet.
so even though bitty still complains bitterly about the winter and (more amusedly) about jack’s wintery mother hen tendencies (”jack it’s the third of october, i don’t need woolen socks”) he’s at least warm which makes jack’s heart as toasty as bitty’s toes.
stop making bitty ride the amtrak to pvd…the boy works hard…he is tired…stop making him take 2+ hrs of public transit to get laid. let bitty use jack’s uber account like any good pro athlete’s booty call/love of their life
Okay but real talk… Kip is actually really under appreciated?? Like okay yes everyone can enjoy Eric and Dylan’s home movies and Tj’s prison boyfriend writing to girls parents and what not. amazing. But people don’t talk about Kip enough?? Like the kid was fucking 15 years old and seriously mentally ill and sentenced to 112 years in prison with no parole request until 2110. That’s fucking insane. He even asked to get moved to a mental hospital back in like 2013 (I think) and that got denied?? He literally told people he had voices in his head that told him to kill people anD PEOPLE BRUSHED IT OFF BASICALLY
idk you guys. i love kip. i wish more people talked about him and cared.
It was still early enough out that it was barely light outside. Bitty cracked an eye open, groggily trying to figure out what had woken him up. He realized, after a short moment, that Jack had come back into the room. He rolled over to dimly see Jack’s dark figure moving around. After shedding his jacket and pants, Jack slid back under the covers. Bitty instinctively wiggled closer to him, but yelped when Jack put his cold feet on his bare legs.
“Jack!” he admonished.
“Sorry,” Jack said amusedly.
Bitty huffed and he rolled back over, but it didn’t take long for Jack’s cold fingers to slide across the bare skin of his stomach from where his t-shirt had ridden up. He pointedly ignored it even though there was no chance he was going to be able to fall back asleep now. Soon, the light touches became ticklish as Jack targeted Bitty’s weak spots until Bitty gave up all pretenses.
“Stop,” he laughed between gasps.
Jack stopped, though his smirk still had a mischievous edge. His hands had stilled for now, but they were still resting dangerously at Bitty’s sides. Bitty distracted him by running his hands through Jack’s hair. He dropped his head on Bitty’s chest.
“Where were you this morning,” Bitty asked quietly.
“Last minute errand,” Jack said vaguely.
They were both quiet for a while, mostly because Jack’s wandering hands had started to drift downwards and was now dipping teasingly just belong the waist band of Bitty’s pajama pants.
It didn’t lost long, however, because quiet, telltale footsteps came thumping down the hall. The door opened slowly, and then the quiet, “Daddy? Papa?”
Bitty considered pretending he was still asleep, but Jack sighed. “Yes, sweetie?”
Annie ran across the room and climbed up on their bed with some assistance from Jack.
Once she was comfortable nestled between them, she looked at both of them with wide eyes. “Santa came,” she whispered conspiratorially.
“Did he? How do you know?” Jack asked.
“I heard him. He came and he brought presents!”
Bitty glanced briefly at Jack. “Did you see him?”
She shook her head. “Nuh uh. I had to pretend I was asleep.”
Jack laughed and kissed her cheek. “Okay, Monkey. Why don’t you run downstairs and see what he brought?”
With a shout of glee, Annie launched herself out bed and ran as fast as her feet could take her.
Bitty eyed Jack. “Santa’s cutting it pretty close with his early morning visit,” he said sardonically.
Jack grinned and gave an easy shrug. “Santa had to pick up a limited edition dream doll house this morning.”
“I thought those were sold out.”
“Santa found a guy.”
“You’re going to spoil her, Jack.”
“Not as much as I’m going to spoil you.”
It was Bitty’s turn to laugh as he leaned in to kiss his husband.
“So, did Santa bring me anything?” he asked suggestively.
“Yes,” Jack promised. “But it’s something for later,” he added with a wink.
listen yall as someone who is southern i can tell yall that as soon as it gets windy in the fall people bring blankets to school (or at least the schools i went to) because we are weak™ but i bet bitty sometimes did too and continues to do it at samwell i bet he has a samwell hockey blanket and everything
Not all from the same day. I went back for a second day, Sunday, and decided to reuse my Vanellope Von Schweetz cosplay from Youmacon. It was already in my closet, so why not? ^^ Spent time with some internet friends, played some DDR and Guitar Hero. Bought pins. So many pins… XD
Favourite photo of the weekend? Wilfred Warfstache and Deadpool, Titanic-Style. Lovely.
An alternative to Bitty being completely oblivious to Jack’s feelings
Bitty is a gay man in a collegiate sport who grew up in the Deep South. He is Aware™ of himself at all times, even if he doesn’t talk about it on his vlog. He probably knows that although he is accepted now, if he crosses an invisible line of physical/emotional affection with some of the guys that acceptance can disappear in an instant. We can speculate on the sexuality of the other guys, but none of them are open in the way Bitty is, so he has to operate on different rules than the other guys.
We know, canonically, that he is mostly exempt from rough-housing. This isn’t because he’s smaller, it’s because he’s gay. Rough-housing is toeing that line and Bitty would probably be careful to exclude himself whenever possible. The other guys probably exclude him with the excuse that he’s small, but there’s a layer underneath that they would never acknowledge. This is the sort of thing that even really supportive straight friends do, often unconsciously. It’s part of the “unwritten rules”.
So, back to Jack. We’re shown the two of them getting increasingly touchy in the background of several panels Year 2. We’re shown through Bitty’s twitter that Jack seeks him out, incessantly chirps him (which by Bitty’s own admission, is a variation on flirting), and starts to include Bitty in the rough-housing. Bitty overheard the conversation with Parse and heard Parse interrupt Jack with what was probably a kiss. Bitty can connect those dots - he’s not dumb. The thing is - he’s also never going to bring it up, because Bitty understands living in the closet and how scary it is. He also understands that Jack’s future is on the line. Jack already has so much stacked against him - the overdose, the crazy expectations, his own crippling anxiety - and Bitty surmises that Jack can’t also live with his sexuality out in the open too. So, he lets Jack get closer, orbiting him, but never, ever pushes him or even hints that he knows. It’s a secret and Bitty isn’t going to violate that.
Instead, he just cherishes the moments he gets. He catalogs them carefully, even though it probably really hurts. The guy he has an outsize crush on keeps seeking him out and sitting too close to him and giving him piggyback rides and lending him his jacket. Bitty knows that this is outside the bounds of his other friendships. He knows that Jack is crossing the line and he lets him, instead of closing himself off and not allowing it like he might have with the other boys. He just shakes his head and says this boy.
What I’m getting at here is that Bitty might have known, or at least strongly suspected, that Jack had non-friend feelings for him. However, he also probably thought that Jack didn’t think they were important or big enough feelings to actually act on. That’s why we find Bitty literally sobbing in Jack’s room after graduation because Bitty thinks that it’s the absolute end of the road for them and even the casual flirtation will be gone as soon as he boards that plane to Georgia in a few hours. Jack is moving on to Providence and the NHL and Jack isn’t going to take the risk on his future. Bitty wasn’t expecting Jack to kiss him, but not because Bitty was oblivious to Jack’s feelings. He doesn’t expect the kiss because he has convinced himself that Jack does feel something for him, but not strongly enough to actually pursue it.