[ Jason knows it's not fair to put his shit on another person and expect them to fix him, but Jason's pretty sure that if he got to be like this with Max all the time, maybe he'd be a little less fucked up. maybe he'd be ok for once in his life.

it's a beautiful bubble that they drag out for as long as they can, until Jason knows he has to go. he feels the dread of it, but he reminds himself this isn't the end. far from it, if he has anything to say about it. his heart is too attached now, even if he doesn't yet know what that feeling is. ]

Of course I'm coming back.... fuck, I don't wanna let go either, though. I'll come back as many times as I can before I have to go, though. Wouldn't ever miss a chance to be with you.