Jack was watching Balthazar eat grinning as he leaned against him laying there on the couch. The angel was beautiful but tonight it was his eyes that had his attention.

"Everything." Jack laughed quietly and leaned into the touch to his cheek. "But, you can start with your lips."

These moments where everything else faded away in to the background were what Jack needed, what he had been longing for and hadn't been able to put his finger on.