“Are you ready to go?” Jack asks, waiting by the front door and Bitty comes out of their bedroom.
“Yep,” Bitty replies, smiling happily as he holds up their grocery list. “I was just adding a few more things to the list,”
Jack can’t stop himself, smiling teasingly as he says, “What, we don’t have enough butter already?”
Bitty rolls his eyes, shaking his head with a grin. “You’re not as funny as you think you are,” Bitty tells him, reaching up to give him a light flick on the nose.
“You know I’m hilarious,” Jack says, his nose scrunched up adorably and Bitty doesn’t think it’s possible to love the man more than he does now.
“Sure thing, Rock-lord,” Bitty replies, gigging at the loud groan that Jack always gave when that name happened to pop up.
The apartment door is locked and the two of them make their way down to the front entrance of the building. As soon as they’re outside, Jack suddenly stops and Bitty turns to look at him, confused and a bit concerned.
“Jack, are you okay?” Bitty asks, and Jack stays quiet for a moment before reaching out. Bitty doesn’t stop him when Jack entwines their fingers together, in fact, he squeezes back when Jack’s grip tightens ever so slightly.
“We can hold hands in public now,” Jack says, sounding a little in awe, and Bitty immediately remembers two nights ago, when they revealed their relationship to the whole world.
Around them, no one even gives them a second glance as people go about their daily lives and it feels so incredibly good. It feels so amazing and so goddamn freeing that Bitty releases a few pearls of laughter, his smile so wide that his cheeks begin to hurt.
Jack’s grin is the same, his cheeks flushed with happiness as he gazes down at Bitty.
“We can hold hands in public now,” Bitty repeats, and Jack’s grin turns into a warm smile as he leans down and presses a light but sweet kiss onto Bitty’s lips.
They can hold hands in public now.