The closet was a massive walk-in area that held piles and piles of blankets. Everything from fabric so soft you felt like you were on a cloud, to heftier blankets that would add weight.
Koa had been with Ethan when they first started to stock the area. They'd had a budget, which they stuck to, but then Ethan developed a habit of grabbing new blankets anytime he was out and about.
His supply grew out of control quickly. He was thankful to have a place to store it all, because keeping it at his house would not work. He could come up to the club at any point to use them if he needed to. With as much as they had, it also made it easy for everyone to have their own if they didn't feel like sharing.
“Why don't you pick out your favorites, and I'll pick out some of mine. We'll take them out there and then come back for another round.”
The girl nodded, biting her lip as she turned to face the shelves filled with fabrics. She murmured softly to herself as Ethan did the same, and they moved out into the main room where others had started to gather.
After they retrieved their second round and let everyone start to pick and choose, Ethan stepped away, leaving the girl in the care of her Mommy, to focus on setting up the movie for the night.
It would be something animated, per the usual. It would also be as low-angst as possible. He didn't want to send any Little home with tears in their eyes, or have any Daddies consoling them in the space.
This room was meant for happiness and cuddles. It was a wholesome space dedicated to relaxation. It was Ethan's only reprieve in life.
As the movie played, Ethan burritoed himself in one of the fluffiest blankets they had. It had come to be considered just his, since no one else dared to touch it. He would have shared if someone asked, of course, but it was nice to have something of his own.
He was deep in the movie when he felt a body land beside him. He jolted, turning to see Jacob sitting there. He wasn't so close as to be touching Ethan, but close enough to show that he was beside him.
“Jacob,” Ethan whispered. “What are you doing?”
Jacob shook his head, putting a finger to his lips. He extended a bowl in front of Ethan, and that was when the buttery scent of popcorn hit his nostrils.
Ethan leaned forward, nearly burying his face in it. He grabbed a few pieces with his mouth, then sat up, embarrassed at the act. Jacob merely smiled at him, then shook the bowl, asking if he wanted more. The second time, Ethan had the presence of mind to use his hands.
They sat side by side as the movie played, eating and laughing whenever things were amusing. It was one of the best cuddle times Ethan could remember, even though he wasn't technically cuddling anyone.
Koa would have been there to wrap around him had it not been for the fact that he needed to do some paperwork. Still, when Jacob leaned over after the second movie came on and asked if Ethan would like a cuddle, Ethan couldn't help but nod. Jacob raised his arm, and Ethan snuggled into his side.
It was the closest they'd ever been, and while new, it made Ethan so very happy. His heart raced and his body felt warm and sated. He didn't want to move ever again.
The crush he had on Jacob went past the man's kindness and ability to cook amazing food for the club. There was this energy about Jacob. He radiated warmth in a way Ethan didn't experience often.
He definitely didn't get it from his boss. Just the thought of the other man had him stiffening. Jacob ran a hand up and down Ethan's arm, soothing him back into a languid state.
Neither of them spoke, and by the time the second movie ended and several people had cleared out, Ethan knew it was time to break the spell. Sunday Snuggle Time was over. He had to shut everything down, get the blankets washed, and put them back in the storage closet. It would be a busy night, but it was always worth it.
He thanked everyone for coming and told them he'd see them again next week. They all left, making sure to put their blankets in the hampers as instructed.
When everyone was gone, Ethan began the task of loading the laundry baskets onto the rolling carts Koa had bought for him. Once they realized how many people would show up wanting to use the blankets, they knew they needed a better method to move things around. Ethan startled when Jacob appeared beside him, his hands reaching for the cart.
“Let me help.”
Ethan tilted his head. “Don't you have cooking to do? I don't want to take up your time.”
Jacob's cheeks turned a slight pink and Ethan was surprised by it. “I promise, Little E, that I have it under control. The food is currently in a few different crockpots, so it's cooking without me. The rest of what I'm going to prepare is quick. Let me help you with this. It's the least I could do for you letting me cuddle. I really needed that.”
Ethan giggled, covering his mouth with one hand. It amused him that Jacob, a man who screamed Daddy energy, would need someone to cuddle with. He abruptly stopped laughing because he realized how judgmental that was.
“I'm sorry. You deserve cuddles too.”
Jacob smiled, shaking his head. “Thank you for the apology, sweetheart. There was no need. I knew what I said was a touch silly. Why don't we get this going so you can actually get home and get some sleep?”
Ethan nearly swooned at the idea of it. Though he had not been interrupted during Sunday Snuggle Time, he knew the likelihood of him getting a full night's sleep was very low. Mr. Lucas considered Ethan to be his assistant in and out of the office. If something came up that he needed help with, he would immediately ring Ethan whether that meant Ethan had to come in early in the morning, in the middle of the night, or simply had to sit up on the phone with him as they navigated whatever was wrong.
Time was merely a suggestion to the man. Meanwhile, Ethan was sleep deprived, losing weight, and fighting to keep his emotions in order.
Jacob didn't say anything to him about it, but Ethan could tell from the way the other man frowned at his lack of response that he might have been suspicious. Jacob could probably see how exhausted Ethan was, which is why he was jumping in to help.