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I drew Drew (hah) a while back and he kinda matches Jake here.
They’re a bit in love
So I was talking to some people abt how Drew always wraps his arm around Jake whenever Hailey’s around, and… this happened!
(And I came up with some new fits for them too)
No art, only thoughts of this man, and his STUPIDLY obvious crush on Jake.
The possessiveness, the jealousy… my guy, you’re fruity as hell, and you want Jake to kiss you so bad it makes you look a tad silly.
The way he doesn’t deny his jealousy in episode four. The way he snaps at Hailey in episode eight. The way he gets so worked up about Jake and Hailey performing a duet.
He’s just- I feel like if Jake held him he’d explode. He’d just completely melt.
He tries to be all intimidating but like no way it’s not just a front cuz with Jake he’s just-
AHHEHEHSBAUSHSHSH
Someone help I am currently microwaving him in my brain I want to talk about him so badly but I can’t put it into words he’s just such a little man.
“I’m glad I could… be there with you, you know?”
Drew didn’t respond, but Jake could still hear his heart racing.
Slowly, he lifted his head from Drew’s shoulder.
“Are… you sure you’re okay?”
“Yeah…” Drew answered, before finally turning to face him.
“Jake?”
Jake tilted his head, and Drew’s eyes searched his expression, opening his mouth to speak before deciding against it.
“You’re really cheesy,” He eventually said.
(Some art I made for a past fic I wrote. Would anyone be interested in seeing the full story?)
🖤Honk Shoo💛
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Synopsis: Drew invites the Jomies over for a sleepover, but when Drew suddenly wakes up in the middle of the night and rushes out of the room, Jake grows concerned, and decides to follow him.
A/N: This is the fic that goes along with my previous art. I have a ton of stories about these two so I might post more but I don’t know. Also yes this fic’s name is Honk Shoo. It is saved as Honk Shoo and I will not be changing it.
(Contains Swearing)
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Jake’s eyes opened slowly when he felt the bed shift, and he lifted his head to see to see Drew walking towards the door, his hand covering his mouth as he did his best to muffle what sounded almost like a sob. Confused as to what he heard, Jake slid out of bed, navigating through the dark room while being cautious of Henry and Liam, who laid sprawled out across an air mattress on the floor. As quietly as he could, Jake twisted the door knob and opened the door.
“Drew?” He called softly, taking a step out into the hall. The only light came from a small window against the left wall, revealing Drew standing still in the middle of the hallway.
“What are you doing up?” He asked, his voice flat. Had Jake not heard him moments earlier, he would’ve assumed Drew was fine.
“Are you okay?” Jake chose to ignore Drew’s previous question, concern growing when he noticed Drew stiffen. “I thought I heard you-”
“I’m fine, Jake.” He interrupted. “I just-” His voice had begun to waver, and he took in a quick breath. “Need to use the bathroom.” He finished. Jake took a step towards him.
“You don’t sound fine,” He stated. “What’s going on?”
“Nothing. Just drop it.” Drew’s voice had gained a slight edge to it, but despite that, Jake continued.
“...You can talk to me if you need to. I-”
“Dammit Jake!” Drew suddenly snapped. He whipped around, and from the faint light of the window, Jake could see the redness of his eyes, and the reflection of tears along his cheeks. “Can you just-!”
Jake took a step back, and Drew paused, his hardened expression melting almost immediately.
“Wait- shit, I… I didn’t-” Drew’s voice cracked on his words. “Fuck,” He mumbled, tilting his head down and blinking tears from his eyes. “Just… get out of here…”
But despite Drew’s words, Jake couldn’t bring himself to move.
“I don’t want to leave you alone like this…” He said.
Drew didn’t respond, and instead buried his face in his hands, doing his best to hide his expression from view.
Hesitantly, Jake took a step closer, and when Drew failed to react, he continued, until he was close enough to rest his hands on Drew’s shoulders. Drew remained still as Jake did so, staring down at himself as his hands forced away his tears.
Jake couldn’t recall a time he’d seen Drew in this light before…
And without thinking, Jake pulled him into an embrace, holding him lightly in case he wanted to break away. Drew’s breath hitched, and his body stiffened for a moment before he pressed his head against the crook of Jake’s neck, wrapping his arms around Jake’s shoulders. Jake was surprised by how tight his grip was, as if he’d somehow disappear the moment Drew let go.
He could feel Drew’s nails digging deep into his shoulders, to the point where it stung a bit. However, Jake couldn’t bring himself to say anything, simply holding Drew closer as the magenta-haired man sobbed against his shoulder. The sound of his muffled cries made Jake’s chest ache, and he wished there was more he could do to help him.
Gently, Jake ran his hand through Drew’s hair, slowing his breathing in hopes of helping him calm down. Eventually, Drew’s slowed as well, and he soon fell silent.
The blonde lifted his head to glance down at Drew again, but the shorter man wouldn’t look him in the eye.
“…Do you wanna go get some water?” Jake asked, unsure of what else to say. Drew thought for a moment, then gave a small nod, pulling himself off of Jake and guiding the two downstairs. Jake had to be careful to avoid bumping into anything in the darkness, but the two eventually managed to reach the kitchen. Jake sat himself down on the counter, keeping a careful eye on Drew.
The magenta-haired man had kept his head down for most of the journey, but eventually had to lift his head to see the cabinets. He opened the doors, revealing shelves of empty glasses and mugs, and as Drew struggled to reach the top shelf to grab one, an idea popped in Jake’s head.
“Hey, Drew? Do you still have that hot chocolate mix you made us that one time?” Drew glanced at him over his shoulder.
“You seriously want me to make you hot chocolate at this time of night?” His voice sounded a bit raspy.
“I’m saying I want you to make us hot chocolate,” Jake said, leaning a bit closer to him. He figured it’d serve as a nice distraction from… whatever Drew was dealing with. And besides, who could be miserable when they had hot chocolate?
Drew glanced down at the floor, biting the inside of his lip.
“Come on… sounds nice, doesn’t it?” Jake asked, and for a moment, he could’ve sworn he saw Drew blush. But before he could confirm, the magenta-haired man whipped his head away.
“Liam and Henry better not find out about this,” He said, turning back to the cabinet and pulling out two mugs from the bottom shelf. Jake grinned as Drew turned to grab the milk from the fridge, filling the two mugs and placing them in the microwave. The two waited in a comfortable silence, Jake watching the mugs spin and Drew watching the timer, pulling the mugs out just before the microwave beeped. Drew then grabbed two hot chocolate packets from some expensive brand and poured them into the milk. He mixed it around with a spoon before finally handing Jake his mug. Jake gave him a smile and nod as thanks, but Drew only glanced away from him, sitting himself on the counter beside him. Not paying much mind to it, Jake took a sip, only to immediately regret it as a burning sensation flooded his tongue. He spat it back out, sticking his tongue out and letting out a whine of pain. Drew gave a small laugh, the first one of the evening.
“Idiot," He whispered, blowing on his mug.
“It didn’t look that hot!” Jake defended.
“It’s called hot chocolate for a reason, dumbass,” Jake stuck his tongue out at him. “God, you’re such a child.”
“I am literally older than you!” Jake retaliated.
“Yeah, by a whole three months, what a difference,” Jake rolled his eyes, a smile crossing his face when he realized Drew had cheered up slightly. Their eyes met, and once again, it seemed as if Drew was blushing, but he quickly turned his head, taking a sip of his drink, only to make a face as he forced it down.
“You burned your tongue too, didn’t you?” Jake asked.
“N-no! I didn’t!” Drew’s blush deepened.
“Oh, you totally did!” Jake exclaimed, pointing and laughing at him. “Who’s the dumbass now!”
“Shut up!” Drew said, playfully shoving Jake away from him.
“Make me.” Jake challenged. Drew stared at him, and for a moment, Jake caught Drew glance down at his lips.
And without warning, he flicked Jake’s nose.
“Ow-!” Drew snickered.
“Serves you right.” He said, and Jake set his glass down, clutching his nose in a rather dramatic fashion.
“Why are you so mean to me?” He whined.
“You have no right to call me that after I made hot chocolate for you-”Jake leaned against his shoulder, causing Drew’s breath to hitch.
“But you hurt me!” He cried, oblivious to Drew’s sudden tension. Drew sighed.
“Liam and Henry have body slammed each other on multiple occasions, but I somehow cross a line by flicking you?”
“Yes.” Jake sighed, and Drew stared down at him.
“Well, maybe don’t give me a reason to flick you.”
“Wow, all my fault I see…” Drew laughed again, and Jake let out a small hum, leaning against him further.
The room fell silent after that, and Jake suddenly realized how fast Drew’s heart was beating.
“You feeling any better?” Jake ventured, his voice softening as he glanced up at Drew, who had his face angled from view.
“Yeah, I am.” He answered, taking a quick sip from his mug before continuing. “Can we just… not talk about what happened?” He asked, and Jake gave a small nod of acknowledgement.
“That’s fine.” He said. “But I’m… glad I could… be there with you, you know?” Drew didn’t respond, but Jake could still feel his heart was still racing. Jake lifted his head. “Are… you sure you’re okay?”
“Yeah…” He paused for a moment, before finally turning to face him.
“Jake?” Jake tilted his head, and Drew’s eyes searched his expression, opening his mouth to speak before deciding against it.
“You’re really cheesy,” He eventually said.
“Wha- how am I cheesy?”
“You just are,” Drew answered. Jake scoffed.
“You think everything’s cheesy.”
“Not everything.” Drew replied. “Just you.” Jake frowned.
“Well, if caring about you somehow makes me cheesy, then call me, like, a block of cheddar.” Drew snorted.
“That’s the dumbest fucking thing I’ve ever heard.”
“Made you laugh though, didn’t it?” Drew covered his mouth, hiding a bit of his smile.
“You’re such a dumbass” Jake grinned at him as he reached for his own mug.
Seeing Drew smile like this… it was such a treasure.
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After about an hour of talking and drinking their hot chocolates, the two made their way back upstairs to Drew’s bedroom, climbing back into Drew’s bed. Drew turned to face him.
“Jake..?” He asked, keeping his voice hushed. Jake glanced back at him.
“Yeah?”
“…Thanks for… uhm… staying with me tonight,” He mumbled, stumbling over his words a bit. Jake smiled.
“Of course! That’s what friends do!” He said, and Drew’s face seemed to get a bit red again as he pulled the covers closer to him.
“You…” He paused for a moment. “You’re a good friend…” He whispered, and Jake was barely able to hear what he’d said.
“I try my best,” Jake admitted, giving a much more sheepish smile than before. Receiving compliments from Drew was… rare, to say the least.
Drew gave a small nod, and the blankets began to shift a bit as he moved his arm. Jake blinked when he felt Drew’s hand graze his, but instead of moving, Drew interlocked their pinkies together. Jake tilted his head. This felt… oddly intimate, coming from Drew.
Drew wouldn’t meet his gaze, his face a deep shade of red before he shook his head, pulling his hand away from him and rolling over so his back faced him.
“Goodnight.” He said. But the word was rushed, and his voice sounded rather defensive.
“Oh… goodnight?” Jake responded, confused by the interaction. He stared at Drew for a few moments, unsure if the magenta-haired man would say anything else. However, after a bit of silence, Jake laid his head down on the pillow, choosing to accept Drew’s explanation and falling back asleep not much later.
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…Yeah so if it’s not obvious the Drakeup broke me-
🖤Dusk and Jangel🩷
(Bc the parallels are there so why not?)
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(I like to think back in Freshman year, Drew was the confident one while Jake flustered at almost everything. Mostly because Drew was one of his first friends and Jake didn’t want to mess it up. But, when Jake became more confident and Drew became more… attached, their roles progressively swapped, leading to Jake teasing Drew on the regular, completely oblivious to Drew’s massive crush embarrassment.)
Jomies Headcanons!
(Because I like seeing other people’s headcanons, so I wanted to share my own.)
💛Jake’s the token pretty boy of the group.
🖤Drew’s the only one with actual relationship experience. The rest haven’t even had their first kiss yet.
💚Henry’s very accident prone. All four have decided that if anyone were to get accidentally hit by a bus, it’d be him.
❤️Liam cannot be left out in the sun for longer than 5 minutes without sunscreen.
💛Jake’s a sucker for romance movies and love songs.
🖤Drew listens to Olivia Rodrigo and Mitski as guilty pleasures.
💚Henry listens to J-Pop and Vocaloid songs. Drew does not like them.
❤️Liam and Henry are saving up to see a Vocaloid concert. Liam’s mostly doing it for Henry’s sake.
💛Jake used to have braincells at the start of Freshman year. Then he started hanging out with Henry and Liam.
🖤Drew is the only one with a braincell.
💚Henry cannot handle horror movies.
❤️Liam likes taking random photos of his friends without saying anything, leading to terrible photos of the four of them taking up most of his gallery. (They all remind him of the memories they shared together, so he keeps them.)
💛Jake is considered boring by the others for preferring water over other drinks.
🖤Drew and Henry run off energy drinks.
💚Liam and Henry are always arguing about which flavor’s better: cherry or blue-raspberry. (Henry also refuses to refer to blue-raspberry by name, and instead calls it the blue flavor.)
❤️Liam’s a soda addict.
💛The four of them like watching bad anime together just to make fun of it.
🖤The four also have way too much fun trolling kids on Roblox.
💚Henry and Liam are basically a married couple.
❤️Liam and Henry are Jake and Drew’s biggest shippers, and know exactly what Drew is.
More Drew Headcanons!
(Because he’s my favorite.)
🖤The softest hair out of the Jomies, loves having it played with but would rather die than admit it. (The Jomies also like playing with Drew's hair, they’re just are too coward to say anything.)
🖤Has one of those 80 step skincare routines.
🖤Likes watching terrible movies just to insult them.
🖤Fiddles with his bangs a lot and tends to blow them out of his face.
🖤Bites his pencil when he's focused.
🖤Lives off energy drinks because he’s always up late on his PC.
🖤Touch starved, but is only fine with certain people touching him. (cough Jake cough.)
🖤His parents were usually always busy, so he was essentially left to raise himself. As a result, he’s attention-starved, and desperately craves validation.
🖤Extremely lonely, and hates being reminded of it.
🖤Always finds subtle ways to initiate contact with Jake. (Wraps his arm around him, brushes his hand against Jake’s during class, etc.)
🖤Extremely protective of those he cares about.
🖤Internalized homophobia.
🖤Love language is gift giving.
🖤Had past relationships before Zoey, but these only lasted like a week or two, so he's still relatively inexperienced when it comes to dating.
🖤Prefers the softer side of love, such as cuddles and hand-holding.
🖤Genuinely believes love and affection can be bought through material possessions.
🖤Zoey was the one to ask him out first. He didn’t feel much in terms of romantic attraction at the time, but accepted both for status, and out of desire to feel wanted by someone.
🖤Genuinely cared about Zoey, but was never sure if it was romantically or platonically. Regardless, he went out with her, and treated her like a princess.
🖤Would play on his PC while his girlfriend was over.
🖤Secretly likes being little spoon.
🖤Has underlying feelings for Jake that he does not let himself address or process.
🖤Abandonment issues.
🖤When he hugs someone, he digs his nails into their back because he's desperate for them to stay.
🖤Undiagnosed depression
(I can’t wait to watch half of these become outdated with the release of S2.)
🖤Drew Sickfic💛
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Synopsis: Despite waking up feeling feverish, Drew forces himself to attend school.
A/N: I don’t really have a better name for this fic, but it’s one of my favorites so-
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"Wow, you look like hell."
Drew sighed as opened his locker, ignoring Henry's comment regarding his appearance. He barely took any time to get ready that morning, only throwing on his hoodie and jeans before leaving for school. His hair was no doubt a mess, and the bags under his eyes were likely obvious. Not to mention the mask on his face being a complete giveaway to his current condition.
"You good, dude?" Liam asked, and Drew threw his bag into his locker before turning to face them.
"'Fine," He answered, leaning against his locker for support. "Just tired."
"You look ill," Henry commented. He reached over and placed his hand against Drew's forehead, only for Drew to swat him away. "Jeez, dude! You're burning up!" He exclaimed, earning an eye roll from Drew.
"I know."
"Why didn't you just stay home?" Liam questioned, and Drew simply shrugged.
“I mean, it’s not-” Drew paused, quickly turning to cough into his sleeve. “It’s not that bad.” Liam frowned.
“Are you sure you’ll be able to attend class like this?” His voice was softer than usual, and it gave Drew an odd feeling in his stomach. He opened his mouth to answer, only to have a familiar voice speak over him.
"Hey guys!" Drew turned around to see Jake walking over, but the moment his eyes met Drew, he paused.
"Woah, Drew, you alright?" He asked. Henry answered for him.
"He's sick." Drew tilted his head.
"I'm fine." He stated firmly, and he could tell Liam wanted to say something, but before he could, the bell rang.
“Come on, we have to go to class,” Drew didn’t wait for them to answer him, quickly turning and heading off to his first class.
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Drew’s first two periods were relatively easy. He had Liam in his second hour, who helped him stay focused on the lecture. However, as the day continued, Drew found himself growing increasingly exhausted, nearly falling asleep during the lessons until a violent cough managed to wake him. His body felt so unbearably hot, and he began to severely regret wearing a hoodie that day. When it was finally lunch, Drew couldn’t bring himself to order anything. Instead, he laid his head down on the table, cherishing the coolness of the polished wood. He couldn’t even register what his friends were talking about. They… sounded more hushed than usual, though.
By the time lunch ended, Drew found himself struggling to walk straight, and he dimly noted how Jake had a hand on his arm, guiding him to their next hour. In fact… Drew didn’t think Jake left his side once after that, even going out of his way to walk him to his 7th hour despite not sharing that class with him.
By the time school was out, Drew was about ready to collapse. He stood slumped against his locker, the cold of the metal feeling like pure bliss in that moment.
"Are… you even gonna be able to make it home like this?" Drew looked up. That… was Jake’s voice, right? He blinked, but… he couldn’t seem to focus. Everything was blurry.
Drew stared down at his hands, suddenly feeling very dizzy. He stumbled forward. Everything was spinning. Voices became muffled. He was leaning against someone, but he couldn’t figure out who.
Wait… when did he even fall?
Dark spots soon began to appear in Drew's vision, and before knew it, he was out cold.
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Drew woke up some time later, finding himself in a small, stiff bed. Slowly, he lifted his head, blinking as he focused on his surroundings. Was this the nurse’s office? How did he get here?
"Okay, I will…" Drew turned to see Jake standing in the corner of the room, his phone against his ear. "Love you too, Mom… Bye.”
"J…Jake..?" Drew whispered, his voice a bit raspy. Jake turned around, his eyes widening in surprise.
"Drew!" Before he knew it, Jake was running over to his side, kneeling down and wrapping his arms around him in a tight hug. Normally, Drew would've protested such an action, but there was something so comforting about Jake's presence that he ended up returning the embrace, tucking his head into the crook of the blonde’s neck.
"You're finally awake," Jake said. "Do you feel alright?"
"Wha… what happened?"
"You passed out by the lockers!” Jake exclaimed. Drew lifted his head to face him, but kept his arms loosely wrapped around Jake’s shoulders. “We didn’t know what to do, so we rushed you here.” Drew gave a small nod. “Henry and Liam couldn’t stay though. They had to catch the bus.” Another nod, and Jake’s eyes widened slightly. “Oh, right! I need to text them…” Jake’s voice trailed off as let go of Drew, reaching into his pocket and sending a quick text to their group chat. Although slightly awkward, Drew managed to keep his arms wrapped around Jake’s shoulders, glancing over to read the text he sent.
“Are you just gonna… stay like that?” Jake asked after he sent it, returning his phone to his pocket.
“Like what?” Drew asked, a small frown forming on his face.
“Like…” Jake motioned to where Drew’s arms were. “This?”
“There a problem with it?” He asked, tilting his head slightly. Jake let out a small laugh.
“God, I am not gonna let you forget this,” He said to himself. Drew narrowed his eyebrows, confused by Jake’s comment. However, he opted to say nothing, returning his head to the crook of Jake’s neck and taking in a slow breath. Jake let out a small hum as he wrapped his arms around Drew, pulling himself closer and running a hand through Drew’s hair, silently playing with the magenta locks.
…This felt like a dream…
💙Hamburger🩷
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Synopsis: Liam and Henry decide to ditch school together, and as a result, Drew and Jake decide to have their own little day together. But things don’t quite go as planned.
A/N: I currently do not have access to my drawing tablet, so I might be posting more fic-related content. For anyone invested in these, I’ve been uploading them in a certain order to try and keep a certain timeline going, but this may be subject to change as I write more. For now though, all of these fics take place during Sophomore year, prior to Zoey and Drew going out. I’m trying to remain as canon-compliant as possible, but some ideas may become outdated once S2 comes out. (Also yes this Drake fic is called Hamburger my best friend named it.)
Contains minor swearing.
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Drew closed his locker, letting out a slow breath as he rested his hand on the metal door.
Him and Jake would be going out today, just the two of them. Henry and Liam both claimed to be ‘sick’, but considering what they were posting on Instagram, it was obvious they ditched school together. Leaving just Jake available to hang out.
God, even the idea of being alone with Jake made Drew’s heart flutter. He didn’t know why, nor did he care to find out. The feeling was nice, and that’s all that mattered.
Drew turned to lean against the locker, pulling out his phone to see what new shenanigans Liam and Henry were up to.
“Whatcha lookin at?” Drew startled at the sudden voice, glancing up to see Jake with his arm against his locker, leaning over to see what Drew was looking at.
“Liam’s Instagram.” Jake leaned a bit closer.
“Ooh, what’re they up to now?” Drew tilted his phone towards Jake, showing him a photo of Liam standing behind a gate that clearly said ‘DO NOT ENTER’. Jake let out a small laugh, and Drew did his best to hide a smile.
“You gonna bail them out if they get arrested?” The blonde asked, turning to unlock his locker.
“Hell no. If they can get themselves in jail, they can get themselves out.”
“Heh, that’s fair.” Jake said, tossing his books into his locker before closing it. “Well, I’m ready when you are.” Drew gave a small nod of acknowledgement, and the two left for the school’s exit.
“So… what’s the plan?” Jake asked.
“That shitty burger place, then…” Drew thought for a moment. “I don’t know, whatever you wanna do after.” Jake glanced up a bit, holding his arms behind his head.
“I know there's a park a couple blocks down. We can go chill there.”
“Why not?”
“We going back to your place after?” Jake asked, turning to look at him. Drew thought for a moment before shrugging.
“Whatever you want to do,” He answered.
“Cool.”
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The first stop was that shitty burger place. The food there was dirt cheap, and… well, really shitty. Hence the nickname. Drew didn’t know why he and his friends went there after school so often. He could easily afford much nicer places for them. But all three of them seemed to like the food, so…
Jake chose a booth close to the window, sliding himself into the seat. Drew sat across from him, directing his attention towards the window as the two waited for their food to arrive. The two talked for a bit, and Jake took a quick photo of the two of them flipping off the camera to send to Henry and Liam. The two got their food not long after, and the quality was just as horrible as Drew remembered it being. But, Jake seemed to be perfectly content, and as long as he was happy, Drew was as well.
The two talked while they ate, and the topic seemed to shift about every minute or so, when Jake would get distracted, or go on a tangent about something, only to lead into another.
Their conversations were about simple things. About meaningless things. About things both Drew and Jake would probably forget about by tomorrow. Even when the two left the restaurant, their conversations continued, and even if Drew failed to remember what they discussed, he knew he wouldn’t be forgetting the feeling of that day anytime soon. The warmth in his chest. The way his cheeks seemed to hurt from constant smiles and laughs. The way Jake looked, drenched in the dappled sunlight filtering through the clouds. The glimmer in his eyes, the brightness of his smile…
And even as the clouds began to cover more of the sun, Jake’s light never faded. Drew felt himself drawn to it, following him blindly to wherever he desired, listening to his voice ramble endlessly.
If the sun was somehow a person, Drew was certain it would be Jake. Someone so bright Drew wasn’t even sure he deserved to stand beside.
And a part of him was almost glad Henry and Liam had decided to leave Drew and Jake out of their plan to ditch school. Drew wouldn’t want to trade this day for anything. Everything was perfect…
Until Drew felt a few drops of water land on his head, snapping him out of whatever spell Jake had him under.
He glanced up, realizing how dark the sky had gotten, and watched as a few more drops fell from the sky. It had started raining.
And Drew didn’t know where the hell they were.
“You’ve got to be kidding me.” Drew mumbled to himself.
“Crap…” Drew heard Jake whisper. The blonde turned towards him. “You uh… didn’t happen to bring a-”
“No? You think I check the weather forecast?” Drew interrupted, pulling the hood of his sweater over his head. Jake sighed, shrugging off his jacket as the rain began to pick up a bit. He held it over his head, extending one arm towards Drew and motioning with his head for him to come closer. With a slight blush, Drew took a step towards him, taking shelter under the blue leather jacket. It didn’t cover either of them by much, but it was better than nothing.
“The park’s not much farther. We can probably take shelter there,” Drew gave a small nod, following Jake down the sidewalk and praying he knew where they were going. Jake had gotten them lost on numerous occasions, and Drew didn’t want this to be another. Especially with the temperature dropping and the rain picking up.
Not to mention how dumb they must’ve looked. But thankfully, Drew didn’t notice anyone outside at the moment.
Eventually, Drew caught sight of the park Jake was talking about, and Jake’s eyes seemed to light up at the sight.
“We’re here, let’s go!” Before Drew could respond, Jake took off towards the playground, and Drew nearly slipped trying to keep up with him. The two ran through the wet sand, and Jake eventually stopped when they reached a small blue tunnel underneath a platform for children to play on. Jake pulled the both of them inside, and considering this playground was intended for children, it was… a tight fit. The two were pressed close together, with their knees brought to their chests just to fit inside.
“This is the dumbest thing I think we’ve ever done,” Drew commented.
“Nothing compared to what Henry and I did last week,” Drew opened his mouth to argue, but decided against it, and watched as Jake pulled his jacket back on. Lucky him. His jacket was still mostly dry on the inside thanks to the leather it was made with, unlike Drew’s hoodie, which had gotten soaked from the rain. The fabric clung to his body, heavy and uncomfortable, but the idea of taking it off in weather like this wasn’t pleasant either. Ultimately, Drew chose to deal with it.
“I’m gonna call my mom. I’ll see if she can pick us up from here.” Jake said, pulling out his phone from his back pocket. He dialed her number, pressed the phone against his ear, and after a few rings, she picked up.
“Hey, mom,” Jake started. “You uh… you busy right now?” Jake fell silent for a moment, and Drew assumed his mom was talking. Jake let out a small laugh before he spoke again.
“…Yeah, actually. Could you-” Jake paused.
“Yeah, yeah, I know, I know-” He paused again, then sighed.
“You were right.” He said, his voice flat.
…
“We’re at the park right now,”
…
“Yeah, that one,”
…
“Okay, thanks mom.”
…
“Yeah, we’re fine,”
…
“Okay, love you… Bye.”
Drew tried to remember the last time he’d told his own parents that…
“She’ll be here in 15 minutes,” Jake stated, placing his phone back into his pocket. Drew gave a small nod, bringing his hands up to his mouth and blowing into them to try and warm them.
15 minutes… stuck in a tunnel… with Jake. How delightful.
“You cold?” Jake suddenly asked, and it finally occurred to Drew that he was shivering. He shrugged, wrapping his arms around himself to try and hide it a little. Jake removed one sleeve of his jacket, extending it towards him. Drew looked at it, then Jake.
“H-huh-?!” Drew’s face flushed when he realized what Jake was offering.
“What? We’re both freezing, and my mom’s not gonna be here for a while.” Drew paused.
“Are you sure about this?” He asked, his voice growing quiet.
“Why not?” Jake answered. He sounded so casual about it, and Drew wished he could feel the same.
Why was his heart racing so fast? They were best friends, this shouldn’t be that big of a deal.
Drew swallowed, scooting himself closer and laying against Jake’s chest. Jake’s arm, meanwhile, wrapped around Drew’s shoulders, draping the jacket over his back.
…It was suddenly a lot warmer now.
But… It felt really nice.
Letting out a quiet breath, Drew allowed himself to relax, resting his head against Jake’s shoulder and wrapping his arms around the blonde’s torso, holding onto his shirt.
And despite the both of them being soaked from the rain, Drew couldn’t remember the last time he’d felt so comfortable.
Being with Jake like this… it felt… safe.
And Drew found himself closing his eyes.
He could feel Jake let out a small hum.
“Feeling any better?” He asked. Drew opened his eyes, giving a small, tired nod. Jake laughed.
“Hey, you know what this reminds me of?” He asked, and the way he dragged out his words sounded way too familiar. Slowly, Drew lifted his head.
“I swear, if you bring up the-”
“That time you got sick, and you kept clinging onto me like-” Drew shoved his side with his elbow.
“Shut up! I didn’t know what I was doing!” Drew exclaimed, only to be met with Jake’s laughter once more.
“Come on- just admit it! You love me!” Drew flushed.
“I fucking hate you,” He snapped, covering his mouth with the back of his hand.
“Love you too, Drewy-bear!” Jake said with a wink. And for a moment, Drew almost forgot what planet he was on. Why did Jake do this to him? How did Jake do this to him?
…And why did he never want him to stop?
Drew was brought back to reality when he heard Jake’s phone ding, and the blonde pulled it out of his pocket, checking the notification.
“Oh, she’s here,” He said, before shoving it back in his pocket and crawling over Drew to escape the tunnel. He stood up, holding out his hand to Drew. Drew accepted it, glancing up towards the road to see a familiar car parked by the sidewalk. Drew followed Jake towards it, and he could faintly see Jake’s little brother, Milo, sitting in the front seat. His eyes were glued to his GachaSwitch.
Jake opened the door for the both of them, and Drew entered the car. He tried to take up as little of the seat as possible, knowing his clothes were soaked.
“Heya!” Jake said as he followed Drew into the car, sitting down beside him.
“Bet you regret not listening to me this morning, huh?” Jake’s mom asked him, and Jake sighed as he shut the car door.
“I know, I know,” Jake said. “But it really didn’t look that cloudy this morning!” Jake’s mom shifted the car into drive, pulling away from the curb.
“Better to be prepared than not,” She lectured. “You boys aren’t feeling sick, are you?” She asked, her voice growing concerned.
“We’re fine, just cold.” Jake said. His mom nodded, turning up the heater a bit.
“You want me to drop you off at your place, Drew?” She asked. Drew glanced up at Jake.
“You could stay the night too, if you want.” Jake offered. Drew thought for a moment.
“Shouldn’t you be asking me, first?” Jake’s mom asked.
“Ah, yeah, right. Uh… could he? If he wanted to?” Jake asked. His mom rolled her eyes, a small smile appearing on her face.
“Yes, he can.” Jake smiled before turning back to Drew, awaiting his answer.
“Great! So? Do you want to?” The blonde asked. Drew gave a small nod, and Jake’s enthusiasm towards his answer gave Drew that same warm feeling he always managed to find with Jake. But as Drew glanced back towards Jake’s mom, he began to wonder something.
On the few occasions that Drew would stay at Jake’s house, Jake’s mom would always requested his parents approval. And considering how little contact he had with them, he’d often lie to her, saying they agreed when he hadn’t even asked. But… this time, she didn’t asked him anything. Had Jake told her about his parents or something?
…He didn’t let himself dwell on it. All that mattered was the fact he got to spend the night with Jake.
He turned his attention to his phone, checking Henry and Liam’s instagram to see if anything new was posted. And after realizing Jake was glancing over at him, he leaned a bit closer, sharing his screen.
Between the slight rumble of the car, the warmth of the heater, the quiet buzz of the radio, and the comfort of being by Jake’s side, Drew found himself growing rather drowsy, until he could barely keep his eyes open anymore. At some point, Drew had stopped scrolling, and his phone fell into his lap. A moment later, he blinked, and the world slipped into darkness.
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“...rew…”
“Drew, wake up.”
Drew blinked, recognizing the sound of Jake’s voice. Glancing around, he realized he was still in the car. Did he fall asleep?
“We’re here.” Jake whispered, and as Drew glanced up to look at him, it suddenly occurred to him that he was leaning against the blonde’s shoulder. Quickly, he sat up.
“J-Jake! Shit, when did I-“
“About five minutes ago? Maybe?” Drew swallowed.
“Why didn’t you wake me up?” Jake rolled his eyes.
“You stay up ‘til two in the morning on the regular. You probably needed that nap.” Drew frowned, but said nothing else as Jake opened the door for him and led him inside the house. Jake’s mom was standing in the doorway, whereas Milo was nowhere to be seen. Once the two had entered, Jake closed and locked the door, then kneeled down to take off his shoes.
“I’m gonna finish making dinner,” Jake’s mom said. “Both of you better take a shower. I don’t need either of you getting sick.” Jake gave a nod, and his mom left for the kitchen.
“You wanna shower first?” He asked, setting his shoes aside.
“Sure,” Drew replied, doing the same. Jake gave a nod in response.
“I’ll go get you some spare clothes,” With another quick nod, Drew made his way to the guest bathroom. He’d grown far too familiar with Jake’s house, knowing it about as well as he knew his own. He opened the door to the bathroom and flicked on the light before shutting the door behind him. Finally, he could take off his hoodie. It had dried a bit thanks to the heater, but it was still uncomfortable to wear, and Drew was glad to be rid of it. As he turned on the shower to get the water warm, Jake entered the bathroom, bringing with him some spare clothes and an extra towel. He left as quickly as he came, and Drew locked the door before taking off the rest of his clothes. He tried to keep his shower quick, knowing Jake had to use it as well, but with how cold his body was, and how warm the water was by comparison, it was a bit of a challenge to find the will to leave. But eventually, he finished bathing himself, and threw on the spare clothes Jake had brought him. He left shortly after that, the towel still in his arms as he called for Jake to let him know it was his turn to wash up. Jake had whisked past him faster than he expected, closing the door rather quickly. Rolling his eyes, Drew made his way to Jake’s bedroom, sitting himself down on the bed as he dried off his hair. Pulling the towel away from himself, Drew glanced down at what he was wearing.
The clothes Jake had given him were nothing special. An old, long-sleeved shirt and cropped sweatpants. They weren’t too fancy, nor all that soft. They were simple, and obviously cheap.
But somehow… they still felt special. And Drew felt especially comfortable wearing them. Even compared to his own clothes.
He’d borrowed Jake’s clothes countless times before, yet the feeling never seemed to fade, and Drew hoped it never would. It was a wonderful feeling.
Drew was snapped out of his thoughts when he heard the door open, and he glanced up to see Jake standing in the doorway, dressed in a tank top and deep blue sweatpants. He had the towel draped across his shoulders, and his hair was still dripping wet.
God, why did he still look so beautiful?
“Dinner’s ready!” Jake announced, and Drew stood up from the bed, following him to the kitchen.
*+*+*
Dinner was nothing special. Just some pasta and store-bought bread rolls, but it still tasted amazing. Jake and Milo bickered most of the evening, and it was honestly amusing how often Jake would argue with someone about 4 years younger than him. It was even more amusing how often he’d lose.
Jake’s house was nowhere near as quiet as his. It was lively, yet comforting at the same time. Drew would never admit it, but he much preferred being at Jake’s house than his own, even if there wasn’t much to do.
Because Jake’s house felt like a home, and Drew’s just felt… lonely.
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Once everyone had finished eating, Jake was put in charge of dishes. Drew helped load them into the dishwasher while Jake washed them, and between the two of them, they were able to get them accomplished rather quickly. Afterwards, the two made their way upstairs, laying down on Jake’s bed beside one another. Jake rested his arms underneath his head, letting out a sigh.
“Today was fun,” He said, glancing over at Drew. Drew turned to face him.
“Yeah.”
“We should do this more often, just the two of us,” Jake suggested, and Drew felt his face warm at the idea. “Make Henry and Liam jealous.” He added with a wink.
“They’ll probably think we’re gay.” Drew joked, rolling his eyes as he recalled how often Henry and Liam referred to them as ‘boyfriends’. Jake let out a small laugh.
“If anyone’s gay in this friend group, it’s those two. I mean, they’ve literally kissed before.” The magenta-haired man chuckled.
“I guess so,”
“I really do want to do this more though, don’t you?” Jake asked, rolling over to face him. Their eyes met, and it took a moment for Drew to respond.
“Yeah, I do.” He said. Jake smiled at him.
“Awesome,” He said. “Any ideas for our next adventures? Preferably on a less rainy day?” Drew shrugged, shifting himself underneath the blankets.
Jake stared up at the fan, seemingly deep in thought for a moment, only to let out a yawn.
“I’ll leave that up to future us, then.” Jake decided, getting under the covers as well. Drew watched as he did so, and found himself staring while the blonde’s gaze was away.
“...Jake..?” Jake glanced over at him.
“What’s up?” Drew thought for a moment. He didn’t know why he was about to say this, but…
“I’m… still cold.”
Drew’s heart was pounding. Would Jake even understand what he meant by that?
Jake sat up.
“Oh! Sorry about that. Lemme grab you a spare blanket!” Before Drew could say anything else, Jake had gotten up and left the room. Drew let out a small groan, rolling onto his back.
Dumbass. That wasn’t at all what he meant.
He didn’t want a blanket… he wanted Jake…
And even though Jake hadn’t understood what Drew was implying, the magenta-haired man couldn’t help but feel embarrassed at himself. Why did he even say that in the first place? Why did he want to-
No, no he wasn’t going to question it. It was normal for friends to want… to…
Drew sat up when he heard the door open again, and Jake returned with a soft, peach-colored blanket folded in his arms. He made his way to Drew’s side, carefully draping the blanket over him before climbing back into bed.
“That better?”
“Yeah, thanks.” Drew responded half-heartedly, however, Jake was as oblivious as ever.
“No problem.” The blonde let out another yawn as he settled himself back into bed, covering himself with the blankets.
“I think I’m gonna head to bed.” He said. Drew gave a small nod in response. “‘Night, Drew. See you in the morning.”
“‘Night,” Drew said, before rolling over, facing his back to Jake. Drew wished he could fall asleep as well, but he couldn’t prevent the questions from arising.
Why had he wanted Jake to hug him again? Why did he want to be in Jake’s arms so badly? Why did it feel like more than just a want? Why did it feel like a need? A desperation?
Why did the idea of being alone with Jake make his heart race? Why did he like being at his house? In his clothes? In his bed? Why did-
Drew paused.
…
…And he considered a possibility he hadn’t yet thought of…
…But he hated it.
He didn’t want to admit it. It was disgusting to even consider.
So instead, Drew kept telling himself that…
Jake was just a really good friend.
A friend Drew didn’t deserve…
💜School (But Fun!)💙
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Synopsis: Drew invites Jake over to study, but the two get a bit sidetracked.
A/N: This one is probably a little more OOC than usual, but it was fun to write so… yeah.
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Drew flicked on the light of his kitchen, motioning for Jake to follow him. He led the two to the counter, and sat down on a nearby stool, shifting his bag onto his lap. He had invited Jake over that afternoon after discovering the alarming lack of progress the blonde made on his algebra study guide, which was due tomorrow. Drew hoped he would be able to help Jake finish it tonight, so his grade wouldn’t drop down.
…It definitely wasn’t an excuse to just… hang out with Jake alone again.
Drew was quick to chase those thoughts away, pulling out a black folder and pencil before setting his bag on the floor. He opened his folder, pulling out his study guide, then turned to Jake, who had sat down beside him. It appeared as though he’d done the same. Drew glanced over Jake’s paper, seeing the blonde hadn’t even written his name yet.
Jake flipped through the pages of the packet, skimming the questions.
“It’s fifty questions…” He whined, before setting his head down on the counter, letting out a muffled groan.
“That’s why we had two days to do this.” Drew said, picking up his pencil and flipping to the question he’d left off on.
“Why can’t I just copy off you when you’re done?” Jake asked, tilting his head to look at him.
“If I have to suffer through this, so do you. Besides, you're not gonna learn anything by copying me.” Drew paused. “And I think our teacher’s starting to get suspicious with how similar our answers have been recently.” He added, a bit quieter than before.
Drew rarely let anyone copy off his papers, but Jake was… always an exception.
Jake stared up at him with pleading eyes, and Drew could feel his face warm slightly, but forced himself to look away, and after a moment, Jake sighed, sitting himself up and reaching for his pencil.
“Just ask me if you need help.” Drew said. “I’m not giving you the answers, but I’ll walk you through it.” Jake nodded.
“Thanks,” Drew smiled before directing his attention to his paper, quickly getting to work.
The first few minutes of studying went rather well. Jake only needed help with a few problems, and Drew was able to breeze through the remainder his own packet with ease. But the longer the two sat there, the more Drew caught Jake zoning out. Something he did often. When Jake would start scribbling on the corners of the page, or when he tilted his head to the side to stare at… basically nothing, Drew knew he’d gotten distracted. Luckily, Drew was able to snap him out of it rather easily, simply by tapping his pencil against Jake’s paper to help him refocus.
As the two continued to study, Drew soon reached a problem that genuinely had him confused. He thought he just had to plug the numbers into the formula, but the answer his calculator read was completely different from the answers provided on the text. So, Drew reread the problem, and set his pencil down to refer back to his notes. He sifted through papers until he eventually found what he needed, and fiddled with his bangs as he read through them.
Ah, so that’s what he did.
Drew set the papers down, blowing his bangs out of his face as he lifted his pencil again, scribbling down the new equation, which gave him what he hoped was the right answer. But he didn’t feel like double-checking to be certain.
So instead, he moved on to the next problem, reading the question carefully. He bit down on his pencil subconsciously, a habit he was always in denial of despite his friends commenting on it on multiple occasions.
“Psst…”
Jake’s whisper snapped Drew out of his thoughts, and he glanced over to see Jake leaned across the counter, his phone pointed directly at him.
“Heya pretty boy, you come here often?” Drew paused for a moment, moving the pencil away from his mouth.
…Pretty boy?
Almost immediately, Drew felt his face turn red, which earned him a small laugh from Jake. A sound Drew was barely able to register.
Did… did Jake really just call him that? Did he mean that? Did Jake think he was-
“Are you recording me right now?” Drew suddenly asked, hoping he didn’t sound as flustered as he most likely appeared. Jake hummed.
“Maybe…” He admitted. “And I might’ve just gotten the pencil thing on camera, too.”
“The pencil-” Drew paused, suddenly realizing what Jake meant.
Shit… Jake had proof of that now.
“Give me that-!” Drew yelled, jumping from his seat to try and take the phone. However, Jake seemed to be expecting that, quickly standing up from his chair and holding his phone high above his head. Drew tried to reach for it, but was suddenly reminded of their height difference.
And Drew found himself violently tempted to kick him in the-
Jake took off running in the opposite direction, and Drew let out a gasp of surprise before taking off after him.
“Give it to me!” Drew shouted, chasing Jake into the living room. Jake burst out laughing, still keeping the phone as far away as possible.
“You’ll have to catch me first!” He teased, a mischievous grin plastered on his face. Drew huffed. So this was a challenge, huh? Well, who was Drew to turn down that?
Drew continued to chase Jake around the house, coming close to him a few times, but always just out of reach. And a small part of him genuinely began to enjoy this little game Jake had begun, eventually laughing along with him. Drew wasn’t exactly sure how long they were running around for, but eventually, Drew managed to corner Jake in the hallway. Without thinking, Drew grabbed Jake’s wrists and pinned him against the wall.
“Got you…” Drew whispered between breaths, a small smirk tugging at his lips. Jake huffed out a laugh, seemingly still out of breath from their game.
And… Drew couldn’t help but to admire the way Jake looked like this…
“Fine, fine, I… I admit defeat…” Jake managed, chest still heaving. “Mind letting… go of me now?” He asked, and Drew hesitated for a moment before releasing his grip. He could feel his face warm suddenly, his actions finally catching up to him.
Did that… really just happen?
“Heh… you got pretty into that…” Jake commented. “But, since you were able to catch me, the phone is yours, your majesty…” Drew swallowed as he took the phone from him, turning it on to find Jake had locked it. “Too bad you don’t know my-“
Drew entered Jake's password, immediately opening to his camera roll. Jake stared at him, mouth agape.
“How did you-“
“You already gave me your password, dumbass.” Drew stated, leaning against the wall as he opened the video.
“I did?” Jake thought for a moment. “That was like, three months ago!” Drew shrugged in response, watching how the camera zoomed in and out on his face randomly.
Drew cringed slightly when he noticed how red his face had gotten after Jake’s… comment. God, it was so obvious he-
“Are you gonna delete it?” Jake suddenly asked, and the video cut off. Drew thought for a bit, before reluctantly handing the phone back to him, video untouched.
“As long as you don’t show anyone this…” He mumbled.
“Wait, really?!” Jake said, perking up a bit. Drew gave a curt nod, unsure of why he was even doing this. Jake could very easily post this somewhere and completely embarrass-
“Yes! Thank you! This’ll be our little secret!” Jake smiled at him, and his light was almost blinding.
…Drew realized why he let Jake keep the video.
The magenta-haired man tilted his head away, crossing his arms and trying to hide his blushing face.
“Yeah, sure. We should probably get back to the kitchen. We got… pretty sidetracked.” Before Jake could say anything, Drew left the hallway and made his way back to the kitchen, sitting down on a stool and turning back to his work as if that whole event had never occurred.
But even as Drew tried to continue, his mind wouldn’t stop thinking about it. He couldn’t stop thinking about the way Jake looked pinned against the wall. He couldn’t stop thinking about Jake’s voice, and the comments he made.
…And he couldn’t stop thinking about how easy it would’ve been to kiss him. And how badly he wanted to kiss him…
No, no no! He couldn’t be thinking like this.
He wasn’t supposed to like Jake. He didn’t like Jake. He was just… confused.
That had to be it. Because if it wasn’t… it-
Drew was snapped out of his thoughts when he noticed Jake’s head against the counter, brown eyes staring at him.
“What?” Drew asked.
“You can’t concentrate either, can you?” Jake guessed, and Drew sighed, setting down his pencil.
“No,” He admitted. Jake sat back up, stretching his arms behind his head.
“Maybe studying wasn’t meant to be today.” He commented, and Drew glanced over his paper.
“You’re only on question fifteen,” He pointed out. Jake shrugged.
“That’s like… halfway done. I think it’s time for a break.” Drew frowned, seeing the error in Jake’s math almost immediately. No wonder he was failing algebra.
“Didn’t we just take a break?” Drew asked. Jake shook his head.
“That wasn’t a break, it was a distraction,” He clarified. “A break is…” He thought for a minute. “You ordering us food from somewhere.” Drew rolled his eyes, pulling out his phone from his back pocket.
“Can’t believe you're making me buy you food.” Drew mumbled sarcastically.
“You want me to photosynthesize or something?” Jake asked.
“Yes.” Drew answered, and Jake shook his head, glancing over at the window.
“Afraid I can’t, Drew. The sun’s already down,”
“Is it?” Drew lifted his head, glancing over to see the sun setting in the distance. “Huh…”
“Time flies, I guess.” Jake said, and Drew gave a nod before returning his attention to his phone.
“I guess so. Anyways, what do you want?” Jake thought for a bit before answering.
“I dunno.”
How helpful.
“Well, what sounds good?”
“Anything, really.”
Again, very helpful.
“God, you’re worse than Henry.” Drew grumbled. “I’m just gonna list you some stuff, okay?” Jake nodded, and Drew went down the list of places in the area that delivered. It was quickly made apparent that Jake was a total liar. Apparently ‘anything’ wasn’t being served at the first five places Drew listed, but eventually, Drew was able to find somewhere they were both content with. After a few minutes, Drew had placed their orders.
“There, you’re welcome.”
“Thanks, Drew! I’ll pay you back tomorrow when-”
“You don’t have to pay me back, Jake. I tell you this all the time.”
“Well, yeah, but I don’t just wanna assume you’re gonna pay for me. That feels… I don’t know.” Drew shrugged.
“It’s not a big deal. I have the money, so why shouldn’t I?” Jake fell silent for a moment.
“You’re sure it’s cool?” He asked, and Drew gave a nod in response. “…Thanks, Drew.”
The room fell silent for a moment.
“Well, our breaks over now.”
“What?!” Jake cried. “That was like, ten minutes!”
“And you still have thirty-five questions left.” Jake slammed his head on the counter, letting out a groan.
“I hate high school.” He mumbled.
“We can take a break once the food gets here. But until then, you need to focus. Jake whined as he lifted his head from the desk, picking up his pencil with a frown across his face.
“Here, I’ll help you with this one.” Drew said, leaning closer to look over Jake’s paper before walking him through the problem.
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About half an hour later, Drew had almost finished his study guide. Jake was about halfway done with his, but was able to remain focused for the majority of the period.
Eventually, their food arrived, and the second Jake heard the doorbell ring, he seemed to completely forget about the packet's existence. He ran to the door to grab their food, and insisted they eat in the living room so they could watch TV together. Drew eventually agreed, and allowed Jake to show him a new series he’d been talking about for weeks. The two settled themselves on the couch to eat, and within one episode, Drew was absolutely hooked. The two finished their meals after two episodes, but due to how short the episodes were, Jake was able to talk Drew into watching a third, and then a fourth, and then…
What were they doing again?
…It probably wasn’t important.
When the credits rolled for… whatever episode they were on, Drew turned to Jake to see if he wanted to do another, only to find him dozing off on the couch. Drew sighed, pausing the TV before laying down beside him, staring at him while he slept.
He looked so peaceful…
Drew reached a hand out to him, but decided against it, instead bringing it up to his mouth as he stifled a yawn.
…A nap sounded nice right now…
Drew pulled the throw blanket from the back of the couch and draped it over his legs, turning on his side to be a bit more comfortable. And slowly, Drew closed his eyes, drifting off into a light sleep.
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Drew woke up to the sound of Jake’s ringtone, and slowly, he sat up. Was someone trying to call him or-
Wait…
Drew glanced down, and realized that when he’d fallen asleep… he’d fallen against Jake’s chest.
He quickly pushed himself off of Jake just as he awoke. The blonde seemed confused for a moment, glancing around for his phone before grabbing it and seeing who was calling. Immediately, his eyes widened.
“Shit…” He whispered to himself, before answering the call and placing the phone to his ear.
“H-Hey mo-” Immediately, Drew could hear Jake’s mom yelling on the other end, but he couldn’t quite make out what she was saying.
“I’m sorry, I fell asleep-“
…
“Uh… we uh… finished.”
…
“You’re here?!” Jake shot up. “Crap! I’m on my way!” Jake turned to leave, then paused, turning back around to face Drew.
“I gotta go, my mom’s here.
Before Drew could even respond, Jake practically tackled him in a hug, only to pull away just a second later.
“Thanks for having me over. I’ll see you tomorrow!” And with that, Jake ran out of the living room to grab his bag and shoes, leaving a flustered Drew alone on the couch.
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Later that night, after Drew had gotten ready for bed, he finally remembered what he and Jake had set out to do in the first place, and he made his way back downstairs to finish up the last few questions on his paper.
And it just so happened that Jake har left his paper behind after his mom came to pick him up.
It didn't take Drew long to finish up his packet, and soon directed his attention to Jake’s half-completed packet.
…
Despite his better judgment, Drew pulled out a spare sheet of paper from his backpack, and copied the remaining answers onto it. He then put the papers together, and returned it to his algebra folder. He’d return Jake’s paper, along with the remaining answers, tomorrow.
He really needed to stop doing that…
My last post didn’t do my thoughts justice. I have more to say regarding this.
First, I have to talk about this boy’s insecurities. Because my god does he have them. His egotistical and cocky attitude? It’s all a front.
Because whenever we see him brag about himself, it’s usually either about his money, his possessions, or his achievements. He never brags about his own qualities. Likely because he doesn’t view himself as anything worthwhile.
It is also confirmed Drew has issues at home, and just based on his controlling attitude and his atrocious comforting skills (“Whoever recorded you did you a favor.” DREW NO-) I believe his parents are either absent entirely or neglectful as hell. (They probably shoved a credit card in his face every time he cried.)
Anyways, this is all to say that Drew doesn’t really find happiness in himself or his family. So who does he turn to for emotional stability? His friends.
And when TMF started, Drew was at his high point. He was confident in his friendships, and had a sense of security, which is why he had the motivation to dress nicely. He felt good, so he wanted to look good.
But in episode five, his outfit changes. And the first thing we see him do is talk about how Zoey’s been acting odd. And only a minute or so later, he accuses Jake of preferring the company of others over him.
This interaction immediately shows Drew’s growing insecurities regarding his relationships, and as mentioned previously, without these relationships, he essentially has nothing. When Drew’s relationships feel unstable, he feels unstable. And he loses that motivation to put himself together, instead opting for something he can feel comfortable in.
As the series progresses, we don’t see too much of Drew and Zoey’s relationship, but it doesn’t exactly seem like it’s functioning well. Zoey seems more interested in spending time with Lia, and anytime Drew’s with them, he seems bored out of his mind.
I also believe Drew knows he’ll never be as close to Henry and Liam as they are to each other. Even though they’re all friends, we mostly see Liam and Henry stick to one another, and I’d imagine it’d leave Drew feeling almost like a third wheel. Especially knowing Liam and Henry went to middle school together, while Drew didn’t. (Due to the fact Henry didn’t recognize Hailey in the comic episode, meaning he didn’t go to middle school with her, and by extension, Drew.)
The relationship that seems to mean the most to Drew is his and Jake’s. Jake’s his best friend. Jake’s the one he sits next to in class. The one he whispers to and gossips with. The one he partners with for assignments. The one he’s the most protective of. It’s obvious that this relationship is the one that means the most to him. The one that gives him the most security. And from this point onwards, we see this relationship crumble. Jake continues to avoid him, and the more possessive Drew becomes, the further it pushes Jake away.
And I find it interesting how Drew is almost unable to fathom Jake leaving him for someone else. Specifically, for someone they both bullied. Instead of questioning Jake, or even himself, he villainizes the Music Club. He doesn’t want to believe Jake would leave on his own, and instead comes to the conclusion Jake is being manipulated. Until, of course, Jake accuses him of the recording and fails to apologize even AFTER finding out Drew was innocent. (Jake why?)
And after everything, Drew breaks things off with Zoey, and cuts Jake out of his life. Two people he thought he could trust, gone.
TLDR: Drew is co-dependent on his friends and his clothing reflects how slowly but surely, both his relationships and his own mental state crumble, until he’s left with nothing.
F O X and B E A R
(Yes I am still spreading my Jake-fox propaganda because I am literally right.)
🖤Drake Headcanons💛
(Because they have a chokehold on my brain and I hope they blow up and explode.)
💛Golden Retriever + Black Cat Dynamic
🖤Drew has fallen asleep on Jake numerous times. (Liam has the photos to prove it.)
💛Jake and Drew are almost always beside each other in photos.
🖤Drew lets Jake copy of his homework. (Jake is the only person allowed to do this.
💛Jake and Drew play footsies during class. (Jake usually starts the game, and Drew is usually the one to finish it.)
🖤Drew has accepted that everything he owns also belongs to Jake. Jake will steal his pencils, his erasers, his papers, etc.
💛Jake doodles on Drew’s hand sometimes during class, and will also write random messages on Drew’s papers.
🖤Drew and Jake always work together on assignments if they’re allowed to.
💛Jake and Drew have pulled several all-nighters together.
🖤Whenever they play Genshin together, Drew carries. (And will spend hours helping Jake collect artifacts and ascension materials.)
💛Jake has possibly the worst team combos on Genshin, and Drew has tried to help him build better characters, but Jake refuses to change his team to due to being overly attached to them.
🖤Drew tends to glance over at Jake a lot, just to admire him. (Yet will never admit he finds Jake attractive.)
💛Jake flirts with Drew ironically. Drew gets flustered almost every single time.
🖤Drew’s braincells rapidly begin to vanish if he’s left alone with Jake for longer than 5 minutes.
💛Jake will steal Drew’s food and drinks a lot. (Drew tries to avoid thinking about the indirect kiss.)
🖤The two share have shared clothes numerous times.
💛Jake and Drew spent Halloween one year watching horror movies while Liam and Henry went trick-or-treating. Neither of them ended up sleeping that night.
🖤Drew feels more at home with Jake than he does in his actual house.
💛Jake has brought Drew to several family gatherings.
🖤Drew’s usually the one who reminds Jake of the little things he wanted to do that day. (Like Jake’ll off-handedly say ‘Don’t let me forget thing.’ And Drew will later on remind him of thing.)
💛Jake is painfully dense and doesn’t realize Drew may love him as more than just a friend.
🖤Drew has taken an ‘Am I Gay’ quiz because of Jake. (He took it until it told him he wasn’t gay. And to get that result he had to lie to himself a lot.)
💛Jake has told Drew several times that if he was stressed or needed someone to talk to, he’d always be there. Drew still has not taken his offer.
🖤Drew would quite literally take a bullet for Jake but will never admit it.
💛Jake opened up to Drew about what happened to him back in middle school. Drew never him asked why he was bullied, and instead promised him that he wouldn’t let it happen again.
🖤Since then, Drew became extremely protective of Jake, and almost all of his action stem from this desire to keep him safe from being used or hurt again.
💛Jake’s always been terrified of Drew judging him or abandoning him. Sometimes when they talk, Jake feels as if he’s treading on glass, terrified of missing a step and having Drew hate him. (He often observes Drew’s reactions to Liam and Henry’s behavior to determine what Drew’s comfortable with.)
🖤Meanwhile, Drew’s always felt he had to ‘prove’ himself worthy of Jake’s friendship. (I.e buying him things, being super protective, the arm thing, etc.)
💛Since the start of high-school, Drew always viewed Jake as his friend. He never liked the idea of sharing him with someone else. (Mostly because of his control issues.)
🖤Despite never saying it, Drew is hopelessly in love with Jake, and desperately wants to hold him close. (And probably kiss him.)
💛And despite everything, Jake does not reciprocate Drew’s feelings, and never will.
Drew smiles🩷
Okay now notice how a majority of these come from either looking at or being with Jake-
Sorry for possibly spamming ur inbox im just a huge sucker for ur drake fics 🙏🙏
Ahshsuabsiah tysmmmm I’m rlly glad you like them!! I spend way too long overthinking them so I rlly appreciate it!!🥹
Hope to write more in the future, I already have a ton of drafts laid out I just need to edit and finalize, but writers block do hit hard sometimes lol
I’m making another delusional TMF S2 prediction: I think he’s touch-starved. (Slightly)
I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again. I refuse to believe this boy’s parents are ever present in his life. And the only characters we see Drew actually close with are Jake and Zoey. With Jake, Drew’s almost always the one who initiates, but with Zoey it seems pretty even, considering the photos in Zoey’s locker + bedroom. (But then from episode 6 onward they really don’t seem all that lovey.)
I don’t really see him having this relationship with Henry or Liam either, since I think he’s aware of how close they are to each other, and therefore feels more like a third wheel than anything. I also just can’t imagine Drew leaning his arm on either one of them like he does with Jake. (Yet I’m still obsessed with Driam but that’s a WHOLE other topic-) Anyways, this is all to say that the only people Drew’s really close to is Jake and Zoey.
But what about when he goes home? What about the times where he can’t see them? Combine this loneliness with his codependency and crippling abandonment issues and you get a beautiful recipe for misery.
Now I feel like a small part of him genuinely does want to be close with others, but at the same time he finds the feeling uncomfortable. And I can’t imagine him ever confronting this desire anyways because ‘men don’t need affection’ or something stupid I feel like Drew would tell himself that. (Hands fit together for a REASON.) Anyways, it all depends on the day and the person I suppose. He wants it, but doesn’t, and doesn’t want to ask, so instead he kinda just finds more subtle ways to initiate touch. (THE ARM THING THE ARM-)
But I just want to paint a scenario: Drew being hugged. (By one of the aforementioned blondes specifically.) (No I didn’t write this whole post just for this wymmm???)
And just, the way his nails would dig softly into their back. The way he’d hold onto them longer than he knew he should. The way his fingers would linger as the other pulled away. The shakiness of his breath, the word ‘stay’ on the very tip of his tongue.
He wouldn’t understand it. He wouldn’t understand the feeling in his chest, and why he craved it so desperately. And I feel like this subconscious desire for touch would manifest in smaller ways. Such as folding his hands together, or sleeping with something in his arms every night. The silent loneliness he feels constantly yet the inability to speak about it…
Sorry this was all over the place and Im extremely delusional someone send help please.