If nothing else, Jeong was correct about the assumption that over all their years of knowing each other, Jett had always wanted Jeong in one way or another. A prize. A roommate. A friend. A lover. A boyfriend. A love.
"Don't say that. Don't insult me right now, Jeong." He was completely serious. No playing here. He continued staring into Jeong's eyes. "I know you get jealous, Jeje, but you don't need to. I --" He sighed, closed his eyes, took a moment to breathe and think it all out. It occurred to Jett that he wasn't being especially fair right now. That wasn't something Jett preferred thinking about.
"Maybe we could share a room. How do you feel about that? I'm not a marriage guy by any standard. I don't believe in it, I won't do it, but I'd like to share a room, and a bed, with you." He reached over to push a strand of stray hair from Jeong's face, keeping his eyes visible at all times. They were beautiful, but Jett didn't say so, he rarely said the cute things he thought about Jeong.
Placing his hand on the small of Jeje's back, he swayed them again, before leading into a real slow dance. Chest to chest, Jett's cheek rested on Jeje's head, Jeong's face buried in Jett's neck.
Jett wanted to confess to Jeje that he was sorry, that he hated fighting with him. Hated the insults. That, sometimes, he just wanted this. He wanted to confess those things, but he wouldn't and couldn't. So instead, he cradled the other man close, danced, and hummed a soft melody.
Jeong bit his lip as his insult was obviously taken the wrong way. He meant for it to be a playful jab at the man, but rather, he had taken it to heart. A frown crossed his lips as he stared at the man. He never wanted to hurt Jett, or make him mad with him. He hated that. It was a lot worse when the man you loved gave you an insult. "Sorry." He whispered out before he was caught off-guard by his next statement.
"Y-You want to share a room with me?" His face lit up all over, as he felt himself get a get nervous. What did you do when you shared a room? Did that mean that every night, he would have Jett wrapped around him, close to his body? It made him blush uncontrollably. It sounded like a dream come true for him, really. "Yes, a million times over." He nodded as he stared into his eyes. That was all he wanted, to have him always be close to him. Yes, he would miss his own space, and that Jett was more, erratic compared to himself.
When his face was nuzzled into the man's neck, he bit at it playfully with a soft giggle. He smelt so homely, the only smell he enjoyed. "No matter what, I want to be by your side. I can become more wicked and gruesome if you want. Or more gentle. I just don't want you to ever leave me Jett." He hated to get all emotional, but that was the one thing he couldn't bare. "You just tell me if I ever start to bore you." he paused and pulled himself as close as possible to the man. "I know you hate gushy but, you're the one thing I don't want to live without, okay?"
"Y-You want to share a room with me?" His face lit up all over, as he felt himself get a get nervous. What did you do when you shared a room? Did that mean that every night, he would have Jett wrapped around him, close to his body? It made him blush uncontrollably. It sounded like a dream come true for him, really. "Yes, a million times over." He nodded as he stared into his eyes. That was all he wanted, to have him always be close to him. Yes, he would miss his own space, and that Jett was more, erratic compared to himself.
When his face was nuzzled into the man's neck, he bit at it playfully with a soft giggle. He smelt so homely, the only smell he enjoyed. "No matter what, I want to be by your side. I can become more wicked and gruesome if you want. Or more gentle. I just don't want you to ever leave me Jett." He hated to get all emotional, but that was the one thing he couldn't bare. "You just tell me if I ever start to bore you." he paused and pulled himself as close as possible to the man. "I know you hate gushy but, you're the one thing I don't want to live without, okay?"
"Don't do that. Don't change. I like you as you are, Jeong. I don't ever want you changing for me." He cupped Jeje's face, kissing along his eyebrows and the outer edges of his face before pulling him into a sincere, tight hug. Jett couldn't speak. What was he supposed to say to all of that? Jeong handed Jett his glass heart. So transparent, so fragile, so waiting to be filled and accepted... or shattered.
No, Jett couldn't say anything to that, so instead he clung to Jeong, tried not to feel all the strong things in his chest and stomach. He was used to only a few types of emotions. Anger, envy, lust. This was none of those. It was so much purer and heavier. It made Jett want to cry, but he didn't. He didn't cry. Not now and not ever.
"Thank you." His voice was brittle. Nothing like how he usually spoke.
"I won't then." His face was overly red from Jett's kisses. The fact that he didn't wnat him to change sent shivers down his spine. He didn't actually want to, but he would do anything for this man. Anything that Jett desired, Jeong would carry out for him. That scared him slightly. Something was different about Jett. At the same time, Jeje knew that he felt different too. He felt warmer inside, and safer. He was more relaxed and he obviously felt more loved.
He held him close, running his hand through the man's hair, and slowly down his back. There was not enough words to describe how deep the tiger's love was for this mess of a man. He could tell too, that in that moment, Jett was unstable. The tone of his voice was off from its regular sound. "I love you." He whispered into his ear, as the words felt so true to him. He had wanted all of this for so long; it almost seemed surreal. "And thank you for tonight. This is the best day of my life, because now I have you and I know how you feel."
He held him close, running his hand through the man's hair, and slowly down his back. There was not enough words to describe how deep the tiger's love was for this mess of a man. He could tell too, that in that moment, Jett was unstable. The tone of his voice was off from its regular sound. "I love you." He whispered into his ear, as the words felt so true to him. He had wanted all of this for so long; it almost seemed surreal. "And thank you for tonight. This is the best day of my life, because now I have you and I know how you feel."
If Jeong thought Jett was unstable after his confession, that instability only grew the more Jeong told Jett how much he loved him. Inexplicably, it made Jett feel sick like something was stuck in the back of his throat. Emotions choked him. Jett pushed out of the embrace, gently before putting plenty of distance between them.
Hands still trembling, the Skinwalker peered around, facial expression that of a lost child wandering the woods alone, small, and scared. He held out his hand, giving Jeong the rare choice because the idea of grabbing the other man and pulling him along bothered Jett right then. "Want to go home? It's getting pretty late, and I don't want you getting tired this far from home."
God, had he said something wrong again? Maybe he really was being mushy, and maybe that was freaking Jett out. He knew fully well that he wasn't the most in touch with how he felt. When the older man pushed away from him, he just stood there and looked at his hands; they were shaking. Jeong wanted to comfort his love, but it seemed as if that was the last thing that he wanted at that moment.
"Hey...." He said softly before Jett offered his hand. Of course, without hesitation he took it and entwined it in his own. "Yeah, that sounds good." He gave him a shy smile as he started to pull him towards where the house most likely was. Jeje wasn't the best with directions. As they walked, he wondered if tonight would be the first night for the to share a bed, as a real couple.~
"Hey...." He said softly before Jett offered his hand. Of course, without hesitation he took it and entwined it in his own. "Yeah, that sounds good." He gave him a shy smile as he started to pull him towards where the house most likely was. Jeje wasn't the best with directions. As they walked, he wondered if tonight would be the first night for the to share a bed, as a real couple.~