The Cadwell House

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He wasn't one to ever really get along with his dad. He had always felt like he needed his approval in everything he did. Like when Jett wanted to do lacrosse rather than football; he had to convince his dad that he was serious about it which ultimately got him in. He'd kept up with his grades and went to every practice and played in every game because he was good. Co-captain was worked for, earned, not just given away. The light punch on his shoulder made him slowly turn his head to Danny

"Oh, really? That's nice that he has someone to help him outside of home." His dad commented just before Mrs. Cadwell chimed in, "We were scared if he moved to the campus that he'd flush everything." Jett dropped his shoulders and his mouth fell slightly open when his mom said that. "Mom!" He choked, completely dumbfounded that she said that. Did she really think he was just going to be some loser dropout just because he moved into the dorms? His real reasoning behind it was so that he could have a little bit of freedom and just find himself. Wasn't that what high school was about? For all he cared, he had found Danny and that was all he wanted.

"I'm just saying, hun. But Danny says you're doing well and I like him so far. You're a nice young gentleman." She said, turning her words back to him. "Yes, you seem like a good friend for him to have." His dad added. "However," He paused. Jett knew this was coming and he tightened his fist at his side as his dad continued and scooted to the edge of his seat. "Do you know anything about the kid Jett broke into the stadium with? I'd like to meet him and ask why -" He shot a glance at Jett before returning. "Why he and my son were spotted.. kissing. I'm sure he told you about that."

Holy shit, that isn't what Jett was expecting his dad to say. He looked up with wide eyes and tried to avoid saying anything. Did he know?

[Danny Dubois]

"Oh thank you, Mrs. Caldwell," Danny said with a board smile in response to her calling him a gentleman. And when his dad returned the favor, he thought he might've been in the clear. He thought maybe, just maybe, this visit was going to be okay. And that's about when Mr. Caldwell asked if he knew the boy Jett had been kissing.

Immediately, Danny felt a rush of heat over his face as his cheeks went red and his ears started to burn. How was he supposed to say yes? Of course I know him, it was me. that was sure to drive Mr. Caldwell straight up a wall and into the clouds. Unsure of what to do or even where to look, Danny just kept his head down and pinched his fingers together, his knuckles whitening.

"I uh.. I..." he shot a nervous glance at Jett who seemed to be just as shocked as he was. "I uhm.. I don't.. I.." there were no words. None. Everything he wanted to say, he knew he couldn't and was forcing down. But there were no filler words. Nothing he could say to avoid this awkward situation. And he was only making worse. Looking up, he swallowed hard and tried to look at Mr. Caldwell who was practically staring a hole through him.

Danny swallowed again and looked back down.

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Jett's heart felt like it was about to thump right out of his chest and into his lap and possibly fall to the floor. He could feel himself starting to shake as he looked over to Danny and saw that he was just about in the same boat. And he wasn't saying anything which could have possibly been the worst thing he could have done. Jett was kicking at himself for dropping his licence in the field. If he hadn't done that, he'd still be on a good standing level with his parents, no one would know and they wouldn't be in this predicament right now. Jett would have also been able to tell them when he was ready, instead of them finding out by some fat fuck that didn't know when to pull his nose out of other people's business.

"Are you all right, there?" Micheal asked Danny, who seemed like his nerves were getting the best of him. "You look a little.. are you okay?" Jett reached over and without thinking, laid his hand on Danny's shoulder. "No, actually, he's uh.. he's been kinda sick lately. I think he might have to vomit." I think we have to vomit. "We'll be right back." Jett said, pulling Danny from the couch and practically dragging him up the stairs and to his old bedroom which he hadn't been in for what seemed like forever.

After plopping the two of them down on the bed and catching up with himself, Jett let out a nervous, airy laugh. "Well.. that couldn't have been any more awkward." He said, running his hand over the back of his neck. He turned his head towards Danny with a concerned look, "Are you okay though?" He asked, scooting closer and tracing his fingers along the middle of Danny's back.

[Danny Dubois]

Danny kept his head down low and only cringed when Mr. Cadwell asked if he was alright. His mouth opened and tried to form words a couple times, but nothing was there and he felt like he was about to throw up all over their designer everything. When he felt Jett's hand, though, anything that had been creeping up his throat fell back down and his nerves lifted ever so slightly.

Following Jett up the stairs, almost being dragged, Danny wiped his forehead with the back of his hand and sighed when they reached a bedroom. Noting the bed, he let his legs collapse onto it and put his head in his hands. "No I'm not," Danny said when Jett asked if he was okay. "I think I might actually puke. Your parents, man... your dad! What the fuck was I supposed to say to that?" He had no reason to get angry, and he was immediately sorry for raising his voice. He was just really scared. "I'm sorry, Jett," he lifted his head and looked to the boy sitting next to him, calming down as his fingers ran over his spine.

"What happens if we just tell them, huh? What happens if we just straight up tell them? How quickly would your dad put his hand through my head?" Danny offered up a chuckle, doing anything to lighten the situation. If he didn't, he'd be throwing up in no time. Closing his mouth a bit, but still keeping the smile, Danny leaned into Jett and put his hand on his thigh, giving him a gentle kiss. "Sucks that both our families don't accept who we are, huh?" he whispered, pressing his forehead against Jett's.

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He sighed heavily and shook his head, "Yeah, tell me about it. And they wonder why I moved into the dorms in the first place." Jett shifted his head around to the wall where the painted octopus was on his wall. What was he thinking when he wanted that ugly thing on the wall? He pinched his eyebrows at it and turned back to Danny who was asking what would happen if they just told them.. What would happen if he just told them? It wasn't like Jett hadn't ever thought about it before, that's kind of the reason he wanted to come over in the first place, but so far there hadn't been the window he'd been looking for and he hadn't been able to muster up the courage to do so anyway.

Feeling Danny's hand on his own thigh calmed him down just a bit, kind of how it seemed his hand being on his back had given the same reaction. Jett leaned into his kiss just as naturally as ever, smiling slightly. That faded though as Danny mentioned something about neither of their families accepting them. Now that he thought about it, he didn't know much about where he came from or what his family was like. They couldn't have been too bad to produce someone as beautiful as he was, right?

Jett placed his hand on Danny's neck, his thumb brushing over his jaw. "Who needs 'em? If they can't accept us, that's their own problem." His voice was low and tender, "If they can't accept you in my life, I don't want them in mine." And with that, Jett pushed his face forward to kiss Danny. He had decided that when they went back downstairs, he'd let his parents know.. but he wouldn't have to wait.

In an instant, Jett had opened his eyes to see his mother standing in the doorway and looking shocked and pale white. Instantly, he pulled away from Danny but she had already seen it. "Mom.. I.." He stuttered, standing up from the bed. He took one step forward and she took one step back, ouch. His mom looked like she was about to cry as she wiped her hands over her face and smoothed out her hair which was pulled back into a tight pony tail. "This is the boy from the stadium." She stated, her eyes still closed. When she opened them, Jett was shaking his head 'yes' but didn't make a peep. Elaine pressed her lips together and followed that gesture. "Do... do you love him?" She asked, first looking at Jett then to Danny. Without hesitation, Jett replied, "Yes, I do."

His mom nodded once more and then offered a weak smile, "I won't tell your father."

[Danny Dubois]

(Omg awwww)

Danny smiled when Jett said not to worry about their families. He was right, and Danny had been thinking the same thing. He would've never said it though.. and was happy that Jett had instead. "I love you," he whispered just before Jett had pressed their lips back together.

It was a short kiss, though as Jett was suddenly pulling away. Danny's eyes were still closed and he found himself trailing after Jett's face. But when he too opened his eyes, Danny's head immediately shot back and looked away from the door where Mrs. Caldwell was stood.

Shit. I'm done for. We're done for.

As Danny shrunk into himself, though, Jett had stood and moved towards his mother. Danny couldn't bare to look. He didn't want to see the pained expression, that horrified blank stare he was sure she'd have. He'd seen it before and didn't want to see it again. And then came the question of love. Danny felt his shoulders fall as he let out a soft whimper.

"Yes, I do."

With that, Danny lifted his head and turned to Jett. He stood slowly, pushing himself up with both hands, before walking to Jett's side. After offering a sweet smile to Jett, Danny turned his attention to Mrs. Cadwell. "I'm.. I'm sorry I didn't answer.. or, I'm sorry I didn't tell you," he said weakly. Looking back to Jett, Danny smiled again. "He means the world to me. I'd do anything for him," he said, still looking at Jett but more so talking to his mother.

(Has my phone been correcting Cadwell to Caldwell this whole time..? Oops)

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(( aweeee <3333333 ))


It was almost like there was some weight lifted from Jett's shoulders now that someone knew other than just Danny and Esme. Someone he had been close to his whole life and hoped he would remain that way. His mom was never really one to yell but he was seriously surprised that she wasn't slapping the bajeebus out of both of them right now. He looked at Danny and a tiny smile broke onto his face and he wrapped his arm around his boyfriend's waist.

Mrs. Cadwell tilted her head slightly and shifted her weight onto one foot. "It's okay, dear." She said to Danny. "I don't like it, but-" She paused and held her elbows, "But if it's what makes you happy.." Jett jumped in, "He does.. he does." She smiled as the pair, nodded once and turned to leave. Before she left, Jett moved after her, taking her up in a warm hug. "I love you, Mom." She turned around and straightened the collar on her son's shirt and smoothed out the fabric. "Your father went out back.. He probably won't come back in but I think it would best if you two left."

Jett felt the weight return in his chest and the sting along with it like when she'd stepped away from him. It's like she didn't want to touch him, like he was plagued. She looked at Danny and then turned to head down the stairs, leaving Jett standing in the doorway. When she was out of sight, Jett let out all of the air in his lungs and leaned against the frame before turning around and shutting the door. He walked over to him and wrapped his arms around his torso. He was quiet.

[Danny Dubois]

Danny smiled when Mrs. Cadwell spoke, but frowned when Jett said he loved her and she pushed him off like a fly. That was probably the coldest thing she could've done. And the glare she gave Danny.. he felt his heart drop straight out of his ass.

When Jett turned, Danny automatically out his arms out to comfort him. "Its okay baby," he cooed softly, wrapping one arm around the boy's back and the other up around the back of his head. "Why don't we just go, huh? Isn't that enough for today?" Danny withdrew slightly and lifted Jett's chin. "Isn't it?" He asked again before giving him a slight kiss.

"Come on," Danng said, trying to find a new joy to spark into Jett as he grabbed the boy's hands and smiled. "Let's go do something fun. Forget about this. Wanna paintball? Or oh, we could go laser tagging! Or we could go to that spot in the forest?" He was trying anything. It hurt to see Jett so crushed. He hated it.

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Jett hated feeling disapproved of, but it was even worse knowing that it was clear that Danny was picking up on it. He appreciated his offers and couldn't think of anything else that he would want to do other than get the fuck out of here and as far away as possible. The spot in the woods would be nice, but something active and physically stimulating would probably be better for his brain. That's why he liked lacrosse so much. It allowed him to take out his frustrations in a healthier way than other things and it was fun. Paintballing it was. Jett perked up, bringing his eyes to Danny's. "Paintball, yes. You're a genius." He smiled, pushing Danny's bangs from his eyes.

Jett took his hand and flicked off the light before heading down the stairs. He went down first only to find neither of his parents in sight so he padded into the living room, retrieved his keys from the table along with a finger sandwich from the platter. He help it by his mouth as he approached Danny and the two exited his parent's home.


((feel free to post... wherever they would be paintballing at. xD ))