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Nico was used to this by now but that doesn’t mean he wanted his house to always smell like a bath and body works. The candles were getting a bit ridiculous at this point. They were in every room in the house and when they were home at lease one was lit, usually more. Jack likes the candles and they weren’t hurting anyone so Nico let it go, allowing them to take over the house.
So when Nico came home and was immediately insulted by the smell of artificial cinnamon he wasn’t that shocked. He made his way first to the kitchen where a large bright red candle was lit on the counter. Seeing no Jack he continued on through the house. There was another smaller but just as red candle burning on the coffee table in the living room. The smell of cinnamon wasn’t going away so he knew there were defiantly more burning somewhere. Jack was in their bedroom where yet again another candle was burning on Jack’s bedside table. Jack was sprawled across the bed , watching a movie on their TV, half asleep.
“Are you trying to burn the house down?” Nico asked, coming to stand right beside the bed and looking down at Jack.
“No, why?” Jack turned to look up at Nico.
“There are at least three candles burning currently in this house and you were just about asleep.”
“Oops, sorry. Can you go back downstairs and blow out those ones? Please.”
“Fine, only because I like this house.” Nico made his way back downstairs blowing out the two lit candles. He checked all the other rooms to make sure that Jack hadn’t lit another one. He checked all the rooms upstairs as well before going back to their bedroom where Jack was still laying in their bed, looking like he was almost asleep. Nico went to blow out the one in their room when a hand grabbed his wrist.
“Leave it please. That one is almost burnt out so it won’t last much longer.”
“Fine, scoot over so I can lay down as well.” Jack moved over allowing Nico to lay down on the bed beside him. Jack rolled over so he could curl around Nico’s body.
“You and those damn candles.” Nico said as Jack was sledge starting to fall asleep.
“You love them.”
“I love you, I tolerate the candles.” Jack was already asleep before Nico could finish the sentence.