"Well you are, sometimes," Jack murmured, letting his fingers tickle lightly against Andrew's chest before their hands tangled together and his went still. He always felt so utterly comfortable like this - so warm and content. Perhaps it was something he should have actually thought on, but he was Jack, and sometimes he didn't think.
"And you're too hard on yourself," he added, nuzzling his nose against the back of Andrew's head, inhaling the scent of his shampoo. "You're too good for that place. We'll find you another job. A better one." Jack would help - they were a team!!