[ Jason has a hard time finding security in another person too. almost every single person he's known has left him in one way or another. that's something they'll have to work on together.
in these moments, Jason can't imagine either of them leaving, though he knows it's inevitable, at least in the case of going about their day. he doesn't want to think about that yet, though. he's still basking in the afterglow, completely relaxed and blissed out in every kind of way. his fingers keep roaming, even as Max cleans them up, and then he slides his arms tighter around the other man to pull him closer for some cuddles. ]
I love both. I want us to have both. I want everything with you.
[Laying like this can go on for hours, all day even and Max wouldn't mind. Holding and kissing Jason is the most fulfilling thing he's done in what seems like forever. All the little details of his day and his boring life here he shares as they touch, and find little sensitive spots-- max has several along his spine, and even on his ass that make him laugh.
He loves the sound of Jason's laugh. It's brilliant and clear and touches his heart, opening it up wider than he realizes already. By the time Jason has to leave, they've shared so much, and kissed for what seems like hours on end. They showered together, and laid in bed after max changed the sheets.
Holding Jason tightly, Max is loathe to let him go, even knowing he'll see the other again. It's probably one of the most painful things he's done. It's only for a little while, but it has to be done. ]
I don't want to let go. I know you're coming back, but I hate to let go. Promise me you're coming back. Don't leave Roswell without seeing me again. Talking to me, touching me again.
[ 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.
[Arms slide up and down, and there are a dozen more kisses before Max finally releases Jason. It's the most painful thing he's done in a while and his body feels empty and bereft. It tears him up merely letting go this small amount.
He has no idea how they'll ever survive long distance. Can a relationship like that even come close to working? It stirs worry in his gut, fear that the pain might be too much, that his need might overwhelm him.
Sitting outside for hours after Jason leaves, Max falls asleep by his front fireplace worrying over their future, but also looking forward to the next time he'll see Jason. That will eclipse all his fears.]
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in these moments, Jason can't imagine either of them leaving, though he knows it's inevitable, at least in the case of going about their day. he doesn't want to think about that yet, though. he's still basking in the afterglow, completely relaxed and blissed out in every kind of way. his fingers keep roaming, even as Max cleans them up, and then he slides his arms tighter around the other man to pull him closer for some cuddles. ]
I love both. I want us to have both. I want everything with you.
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He loves the sound of Jason's laugh. It's brilliant and clear and touches his heart, opening it up wider than he realizes already. By the time Jason has to leave, they've shared so much, and kissed for what seems like hours on end. They showered together, and laid in bed after max changed the sheets.
Holding Jason tightly, Max is loathe to let him go, even knowing he'll see the other again. It's probably one of the most painful things he's done. It's only for a little while, but it has to be done. ]
I don't want to let go. I know you're coming back, but I hate to let go. Promise me you're coming back. Don't leave Roswell without seeing me again. Talking to me, touching me again.
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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.
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He has no idea how they'll ever survive long distance. Can a relationship like that even come close to working? It stirs worry in his gut, fear that the pain might be too much, that his need might overwhelm him.
Sitting outside for hours after Jason leaves, Max falls asleep by his front fireplace worrying over their future, but also looking forward to the next time he'll see Jason. That will eclipse all his fears.]