𝕵une isn't drunk this fourth of July.

She's actually really . . . . happy. And she's having fun.

So much fun.

But now it's past midnight and after successfully convincing Madeleine to stay the night in the guest room, she shuffles over to Luke and Ethan's shared room to go check up on her very, very drunk best friend.

Jack, who's been sat in his room busy scrolling on his phone while Alex snores beside him, sighs tipping his head back as he recalls the conversation he had with June this evening.

Just thinking about her worrying over whether she'll ever get to be a parent because she might not find the right spouse for it was fucking painful.

She deserves everything.

And he hates that her dad has made it come to a point where she's scared that she might never have a family of her own.

God, if only he could he would punch that asshole.

He's seen him a record four times in his entire twelve years of knowing June and he knows that she likes to pretend she's better off but deep down, she misses him and all she wants is for him to care enough to show up.

She'll have a family of her own though.

Who could ever let June go? She's perfect.

But, the thought of her raising a family with someone . . . . else — ? — kind of feels depressing, like a sharp punch to the gut.

And he doesn't want to wonder why.

So, he texts her instead.

( 𝗃𝖺𝖼𝗄 , 𝖻𝗎𝗀 )

𝗷𝗮𝗰𝗸
can i come over?

𝗯𝘂𝗴
i'm with luke rn

𝗯𝘂𝗴
he's a bit upset

𝗷𝗮𝗰𝗸
WTF?

𝗷𝗮𝗰𝗸
is everything okay???

𝗯𝘂𝗴
yeah just need to make sure
he's fine

𝗯𝘂𝗴
i'll be there in a few minutes
(i think)

𝗷𝗮𝗰𝗸
i'll go wait

𝗷𝗮𝗰𝗸
text me if he doesn't feel better

𝗯𝘂𝗴
yeah

He gets out of the room and as much as he's tempted to go see what's wrong with Luke, he knows that June would call him if it was something Luke wanted him to worry about.

Guess he'll just go overthink on her bed.

He rubs the back of his head, yawning lightly and twists the door knob to enter only just as he's about to step foot inside he spots Quinn coming up on the landing with his phone in his hand.

Both of them freeze.

Jack's eyes widen when he realises what this looks like.

And it does not look good — going into June's room after everyone's gone to bed? Seriously? Seriously?

And Quinn just . . . stands there with a scrutinising gaze.

His eyes dart to the half open door and back to Jack's casual hold on the door knob.

Oh god.

"Alex is asleep?", the older one breaks the silence stepping into the hallway as his brother remains stoic.

Jack simply nods.

Quinn swallows and his gaze once again turns to the half open door leading to June's room.

The hallway is dark.

Everyone's in their respective bedrooms.

Except Jack, who's out here lurking outside June's door.

Shit.

"Cassie's arriving tomorrow. Thought I'd give you a heads up", Quinn finally clears his throat.

Jack gulps.

"That's great".

"Right".

With one final parting glance at June's fucking bedroom door and a quick once over of his younger brother, Quinn walks away and shuts himself inside his room.

Jack stands there for a second longer like a deer caught in headlights.

There is no way Quinn isn't thinking about what this situation exactly, in all honestly, is.

And he's right there, so he can't even play dumb.

God fucking dammit.

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i've been thinking about june & jack a lot while listening to a certain sntv vault track, do with that information what you will