Let's Stop Running From Us

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Jacob was curled up on the couch with Nash, which is what he pretty much found himself doing constantly since bringing his dog home, at least when he didn't have work. He had his arms wrapped around the dog in a hug and couldn't help but smile. It was as if Nash was everything he had been needing. He didn't feel lonely while Troye was at work anymore because he had Nash. And Nash was already the best dog ever. He was so gentle and loving and he looked at Jacob like Jacob was the best thing ever. It had only been a couple days, but Nash and Jacob were already inseparable- Nash truly was his best friend.

The two relaxed in silence until Nash popped his head up in concern. "What is it, boy?" Jacob asked. Just then the front door opened and Jacob quickly sat up to see Troye walking in. Before Jacob could even respond, Nash barked protectively.

Troye stopped dead in his tracks as he looked at the pup.

"Hey now," Jacob said petting Nash, "you remember Troye, he is your other dad."

Jacob's voice seemed to soothe the dog and Troye slowly made his way over. Troye leaned down and pressed a quick to kiss to Jacob's lips as Nash watched curiously.

Jacob giggled, "It's been just a couple days and he already thinks he owns the place."

"I don't want him to hate me," Troye frowned.

"Aw baby, come here," Jacob said pulling Troye over and into his lap. Nash sat up tall, looking at Troye.

Troye reached out his hand and Nash cautiously sniffed it. "Don't you remember me, Monkey?" Troye asked.

"Maybe he's just jealous you're getting my attention now," Jacob said pressing a kiss to Troye's neck.

Troye looked back at Jacob and began to wrap his arms around Jacob's neck, until Nash barked loudly and Troye jumped.

Jacob laughed.

"It's not funny," Troye said standing up with a pout.

"Chill, baby. He just has to get use to you. Look, it's time for him to eat. Why don't you feed him?"Jacob suggested.

Troye nodded and followed Jacob's directions to feed Nash. Nash didn't hesitate at all. He sat at Troye's feet and whined as Troye prepared his food.

Troye couldn't help but smile at how cute Nash was. He crouched down to place the bowl on the floor and gently pet Nash as he ate.

"See, he likes you," Jacob said walking over.

"He's hungry and he likes that I fed him. I've met a basic need for him, that's it," Troye sighed standing up.

"Well...," Jacob said, "I also have a basic need that needs met."

Troye laughed, "What's that?"

Jacob rolled his eyes, took Troye by the hand and dragged him up the stairs to their bedroom. Once inside, Jacob closed the door. "Should probably keep Nash out there for now."

"You don't let Nash sleep with you?" Troye teased.

"Who said anything about sleep?"

"You said you have a basic need which needs met so I just figured," Troye started but was cut off by Jacob's lips on his own.

After a minute Jacob pulled back, "Sex- Troye, my basic need is sex."

"I don't know if that qualifies as a basic need," Troye smiled wrapping his arms around Jacob's neck.

"It most certainly is, especially if your boyfriend hasn't fucked you in weeks."

"That's not my fault," Troye frowned.