xmanwithaplan:

        Steve hears Jack entering the room and his heart leaps in his chest
        as he quickly closes his sketchbook; the sketch he had been working
        on now hidden. The thing is, he would show the sketch to him in a 
        heartbeat, but… the sketch was a little… dirty. Yeah. That’s the word.
        The thought of Jack actually seeing it causes his hair to stand on end
        and he shoves his materials under a pillow.

                     ”Hey,” is all he says as he sits up straight and looks up at him.

         Blue eyes narrow at the sudden change in the room; Steve wasn’t great
         at being slick, this much was certain. Jack sits down on the bed, placing
         the cup between his feet and the bag on his bed. He’s still partially squinting
         at the pillow; he could get it - if held the right way, due to his superior height 
         compared to Steve, he could go through it.

                     “What were you up to?” as if he doesn’t already know.