for Jack

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(from here)

Logan started to run the shower, stripping down and piling his clothes up in the corner. He waited until the water was just right, then stepped under the spray, expecting Jack to come and find him when he was ready.

It felt good, and he leaned casually against the tile as water spilled over him.

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"That was years ago, Logan. What...I mean...what?" he said, still confused but slightly reassured that he hadn't really done anything to prompt this level of a reaction.

"Put the guns back," he said sharply. "You're being an idiot. I don't even know what you're talking about."

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"What, am I not allowed to touch them? They sacred or something, Jack?" Logan challenged, moving past irrational anger and right onto picking a fight.

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"Fuck you," he spat, glaring hatefully at the younger man. His eyes were dark and brow pinched.

Logan picked the most random times and random things to fight about.

"Put them back. I don't dig through your things," he said as his hands clenched into fists and the muscles in his arms flexed rock hard.

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"Funny, I thought they were all our things now," Logan replied dryly, dropping the guns on the bed and turning away.

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If Jack had put any thought into it at all, he would have taken a deep breath and a step back. But he didn't think, he never did. He just drew back and punched Logan as hard as he could in the younger man's shoulder while he wasn't even facing Jack.

"Shut up," he snarled, reaching to grab Logan's hair and jerk him back so he couldn't leave. "What do you want? You want to know about John? You want to know all about why I kept you away from him? Why are you so curious all of a sudden? Sick of games? Want it to be real?"

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Logan swore loudly. The punch had been unexpected, almost as unexpected as the feeling of Jack's fingers tangling in his hair.

"Get off me!" the younger man snapped, throwing his elbow back as he tried to jerk away.

"I just hate living in his damn shadow, alright? You don't need to tell me about him. I met him, remember?" he snarled, trying to free himself from Jack's hold so he could leave.

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"Why him? Not House. Not the Doctor. It always goes back to him..."

He held Logan's hair and grabbed his arm to jerk him around. Just to be a dick, he kicked Logan the way the younger man always seemed to like to kick him.

"...am I in fucking Neil's shadow?" he asked, a cruel note to his voice. "Whose shadow am I in, Logan? Who should I worry about?"

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Logan hissed and swung hard, his fist slamming into Jack's shoulder.

Jack knew they'd fought about the others just as much. John was just different. John lingered.

He jerked free from Jack's hold, and narrowed his eyes. "You're not in anyone's shadow and you fucking know it, but sometimes I am. When we're in bed and that's what you want, I am, alright? So just- Just fuck off."

He shoved Jack and sat down on the mattress, staring down at the floor.

He knew he was over reacting, that he'd been looking for a fight, but he couldn't admit that now. Not without pissing Jack off even more.

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"No. You're really not," Jack said, hate and hurt in his voice. He stalked over, grabbed some pants that fit, and started to jerk them on.

"You never have been. I know you think I'm a slut and I compare you to everyone else, but I don't. I haven't even thought about John in...I don't even know how long. But you have to throw my past in my face. I can't change it Logan."

He didn't bother with a shirt. He just glared at Logan on the bed. He knew what people thought of him. Less now since so many had vanished, but some would never, ever let him move beyond what he had been. He'd grown up so much...or so he thought. Maybe he hadn't changed.

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Logan was silent for a long moment, and then swallowed hard.

"I don't think that," he said quietly. "I don't, okay? I was just- I was just uncomfortable, and it's easier to pick a fight than admit I'm not always capable of what you want, okay? You're not a slut, I'm just a fucking coward sometimes, alright?"

He rubbed his face and sighed.

"I'm sorry. Just- Just don't go, alright? I'll put the guns back."

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"You're an asshole, sometimes," Jack replied. He clenched his fist and all his knuckles popped, but despite being angry he stayed where he was. He didn't leave.

He'd grown up enough that he didn't run away anymore.

"It was just a dream, Logan. A stupid fantasy. I'm not asking you to do anything you don't want to," he said.

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"It's not about not wanting to, alright? It's- Fuck it, forget it. It's stupid."

He flopped onto his back and sighed. "I thought I'd be good at this shit by now. I thought I was getting better at just- all of it."

He'd been hopeful that he was a better husband these days, but sometimes it was hard not to feel like things were the same as they ever where. That he was the same as ever.

"Shit was so much easier when we just beat the shit out of each other instead of talking about it."

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The sight of Logan stretched out on the bed did wonders to make his anger fade away. Bare skin, long limbs, the ridges and valleys of muscle. Jack wet his lips and realized there was no way he could hold on to being pissed.

It wasn't fair. He used to...No, he thought. He never used to stay mad at Logan. They'd fight and then it was over. He never carried any anger away after a fight.

His eyes darted to the guns, though. He slowly walked over and picked them up so he could put them away.

"I thought we were supposed to talk, being married and all. We can't solve everything by fighting or fucking, right?" Jack said quietly. "We're...adults."

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"Fuck being adults," Logan replied simply, ever the beacon of maturity and wisdom.

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That made him laugh in spite of himself. Jack put the guns back in the trunk and thought that they were just two more that he'd turn over to the IPD when the time came. Because he was an adult.

"You're unbelievable," he said, still chuckling a little. He wandered back to the bad to stand over the other man and drink in the sight of him.

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Logan folded his arms behind his head and looked up at Jack.

"Sorry I punched you or whatever. I guess at least this time you don't have a broken nose."

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A shadow crossed his face. Now that Logan had brought up John, had presented him with the guns, the memory of coming home stoned only to be greeted by John's fist, the solid force of it breaking his nose with a sickening crunch, just the memory made his stomach turn.

"It's okay," he replied. "...We're never going to stop this, are we?"

He paused.

"We can't fight like this around the baby."

He was more worried about fighting than he was about sex. Sex was...natural.

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"It's part of us, Jack. It''s not like we can just switch it off. We just need to be less- intense. Maybe be more careful about when and where we throw our punches. ...But we're never gonna stop fighting, man. It's part of what makes this work."

He sat up and reached for the other man.

"I don't wanna talk about the baby anymore today. We spend all our time talking about the kid- we should enjoy us while we can, right? So, no babies, no ex-whatevers. Tell me what you want to do. Name it, I wont flip out this time, okay? I swear it."

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Jack took hold of Logan's hands and guided them to his ass. Looking down at his husband's upturned face he knew it was the truth. They'd never not fight. It was just a fact. He pressed harder against the back of Logan's hands to make him hold on.

"Kiss me," he said, then nodded, pleased that Logan was right there at waist level. "Right there, where you're at. Kiss me."

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Logan held on at Jack's urging, and gave the man a look before leaning in and kissing Jack's hip, letting the other man's cock brush against his cheek.

He knew that wasn't what Jack was asking for, but he couldn't help himself. Logan would always wind Jack up when he was given half the chance.

He let his nails dig in lightly to soft skin of Jack's ass, and then let go so he could give him a quick, sharp smack.

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He caught Logan' by the hair and held on tight.

"Don't hit me. Just kiss me," he said again, his jaw clenched almost as tight as his ass as he pulled Logan in to kiss his stomach.

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"Last time I checked, this was mine," Logan smirked, smacking Jack's ass again and trying not to wince as the other man pulled his hair.

"I'll hit it if I want to," she said simply, leaning in to kiss the other man's stomach.

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"Little shit," Jack exhaled, no heat to it at all. The sting of the smack coupled with the soft warmth of Logan's mouth made everything else irrelevant. Even his grip on the man's hair loosened as he got what he wanted.

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Logan played nice, but only for a little while, and he ducked his head to nuzzle Jack's cock before abruptly smacking the other man on the ass again and pulling away.

Grinning, he looked up at Jack. "I like the way you tense when I do that."

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"Stop it," he protested, looking down at Logan. He was hard again and, as usual, his thoughts were consumed with Logan and the urgent need to have him.

"Come on...god, Logan, come on..."