what if whiskey realizes he has feelings for tango from watching jack and bitty.
jack and bitty come back for some smh event or something the year after bits graduates and, as most Zimbits At Social Events go, it’s a lot of bitty chatting with everyone while jack sits beside him, holding his waist and looking at him with the fondest look on his face.
and whiskey sees that and is half like “aw good for them” and half like “this is lowkey so embarrassing”
but then like barely fifteen minutes later, as he’s listening to tango ramble to someone he doesn’t recognize about something he’s lost track of, he reaches out unthinkingly to fix tango’s sleeve which is folded weird and just sort of leaves his hand there.
and out of the corner of his eye he sees jack smirking at him from across the kitchen. and whiskey raises an eyebrow bc wtf? it’s not like he and jack really interact much. what could he possibly have-
jack’s smile turns soft as his gaze shifts back to bitty and suddenly whiskey realizes why that fond look is so familiar.
he thinks of the photo of himself and tango and ford that was his phone background all of summer break. thinks of the way he could close his eyes and recall a perfect picture of tango’s features. realizes he’s still touching tango, who has now finished whatever story he’d been telling and is looking at him now, curious and a little concerned.
“everything cool?” tango asks him. he still isn’t pulling away from his touch.
whiskey isn’t pulling away either. “yeah, ‘m good”.
fucked is more like it.
