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Post by Deleted on Mar 18, 2013 1:06:10 GMT -5
He was starting to calm down, but his stare was so far, he had barely noticed Danny even come in. He followed him as he sat next to him, his head trailing along with his eyes. He flicked his head back at the wall though, and he hadn't released his grip on the counter. Jett wanted so badly to shift his weight to his other foot but every time he tried, it just made it hurt more.
Babe?
He heard Danny's voice through his blank thoughts and slowly turned his head, then his eyes. Jett had heard him say something about throwing up and how he didn't have to do it again, but that made him think that it really wasn't the fact that it was in his mouth so much as it was new and wildly bizarre. He shook his head 'no', "I'm okay." He said with a little half smile, hoping to reassure Danny.
Jett let go of the counter and tried standing on his foot once again with the same outcome. Stupid fucking glass. With a small sigh, Jett pulled Danny to his feet. From what he could tell, just by looking at his face, he had done something of a decent job so at least that made him feel better. "I don't really know where that came from." Jett chuckled as he ran the backs of his fingers across his own cheek and over his lips.
"Was.. was it okay?" He asked, looking back up to his boyfriend. "I mean, it..yeah." Jett was all kind of scatter brained but his confusion and fear had vanished along with the churning in his stomach. He was actually kind of proud of himself and he showed it by straightening up his back and leveling out his shoulders so that he looked more relaxed instead of weary and enclosed. He returned the mouthwash back into the spot he'd snagged it from and slowly made his way back into the room. It was nice to be able to get the weight off from his stupid injury and he sat on the edge of the bed with a sigh of relief.
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Post by Danny Dubois on Mar 18, 2013 10:41:36 GMT -5
Danny smiled when Jett seemed to perk up. That was reassuring. And when he asked if he'd done a good job, Danny couldn't help but laugh.
"Yea," he said, rubbing his chin and avoiding eye contact, still laughing. "Yea you did pretty good." Running his hand from his chin up his cheek and to the back of his head, Danny looked at Jett as he started back for the bed. Looking in the mirror for a quick once over, Danny fixed a couple fly always at the back of his head before turning off the light and joining Jett.
Practically throwing himself on the bed, Danny let out a heavy sigh and laid flat on his back. Arms out, he drummed his fingertips over top of the sheets and smiled. "How's your foot?" He asked, kicking his feet off the side of the bed. He had a sudden urge to dance.. but was still way too tired. That had really knocked him out... and he wasn't sure why it was lasting so long. "Do you want like.. ice? I dunno what I'm supposed to do yknow?" He laughed, reaching an arm forward to rub Jett's lower back.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 19, 2013 1:14:08 GMT -5
Jett felt kind of cocky when Danny said that he'd done well. If he didn't have a gimpy first at the moment, he probably would have walked back to the bed with a sassy step and higher confidence, but his foot really did hurt. Jett rested his hand on Danny's knee when he joined him back on the bed and asked him how it was feeling. He wanted to lie and tell him that it was fine but honestly, it hurt like a bitch. It would have been nice to have the nurse give him something for the pain, but she didn't so he'd have to deal with it.
He frowned and turned his head towards the boy laying next to him. "It actually really hurts. I'm a dumbass and put weight on it in the bathroom." Jett had pulled his ankle up and had it laying on his other knee. "Do you have any Advil or snything? I've got some in my dorm but who knows where the hell it went flying.." God, he never wanted to back in there. He was thinking about letting the water just run and flood the room so he could get another. Hey, that wasn't a bad idea. His parents would surely feel bad and get him new stuff, right? "I think I'm just going to switch rooms. There's a spare down at the end of the hall by the stairs." Danny's hand on his back sent a chill up his spine.
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Post by Danny Dubois on Mar 19, 2013 10:35:15 GMT -5
Danny frowned when Jett said his foot hurt. "Aww I'm sorry," he cooed, pulling himself up and resting his arms around Jett's shoulders. "Yea I think so.. if not I've definitely got Tylenol," he adding before pushing off of Jett and returning to the bathroom.
There was no medicine cabinet. He'd found that out the hard way one day after pulling the mirror straight off the wall. So anything related to pills, eye drops, you name it was kept in a purple sparkly box that Esme had given him. He always laughed when he opened it. After digging through an ungodly amount of orange bottles all prescribed to him, Danny came across a small white one titled Advil. Smiling, he opened it and dropped the last two tablets into his hand. He brought them back to Jett, a glass of water in his other hand.
"Here yeh go," he said with a caring smile, handing off the medicine. "That's all I had left, man. I thought I was gonna have to drug you with antidepressants," he tried to tease, but realized it probably wasn't the best thing to tease about.. seeing as Jett had flipped earlier at the mention of his situation. So he didn't say anything else, only sat beside Jett as he drank the water.
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Post by Danny Dubois on Apr 21, 2013 23:03:36 GMT -5
Everything was set. At five, Danny called Jett. He told him he wanted to have a game night and a sleepover, and of course Jett agreed. Step one was complete. After hanging up, Danny changed into a fresh pair of boxers, shorts, tank, and even cleaned up a pair of his sneakers. A spritz of cologne and Danny was looking pretty fresh. When the outfit and his hair were finished, he moved to the bathroom where he set up quite the scene: Around the rim of the tub, Danny placed about two hundred red rose petals. In the corners and on the floor he set up maybe twenty white candles, all of different heights and widths. From Esme he'd managed to get a bottle of champagne and two glasses; those were set in a corner of the tub near a single red rose in a glass vase. He left the lights off; the candles lit the room more than enough. It was perfect. He checked on his masterpiece maybe eight times. After closing the door, he'd sit down, and not five minutes later get up to look again. The process repeated and repeated, but finally he sat down on the couch and stayed there. Well, until he noticed how unprepared his bed was. With the leftover petals, Danny sprinkled a very simple design across the quilt. It was delicate and romantic, but not something Jett would notice upon walking into the room. Which was good.. because the bed was for later. A bit antsy, Danny began to pace as he waited for Jett. He told Jett to come around seven, and it was now six fifty three. The bathroom had taken up much of his time, so it wasn't like he had been doing much waiting. But regardless, Danny was anxious. He couldn't wait to give Jett such a romantic evening. This was a night for him. Anything he wanted, anything he needed, Danny was going to give him. Anything with just the crack of a smile or the hint of a wink. Tonight was for Jett. And that was that.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 22, 2013 17:31:01 GMT -5
Jett had had one hell of a day at his parents house. Luckily his dad had left to go back to work on an emergency call so dinner went much easier with just Kylie and their mom. Actually, Jett had gotten a text from Danny right before they ate and he told his mom that he needed to leave. She packed him up a to-go box with enough of her homemade spaghetti to last him the next three days because in her mind the school food was 'grotesque.' Jett had showered and changed into a clean pair of everything before he went to visit his parents so that meant that he could just go straight for Danny's dorm without any stops. Just before he'd left his parent's house, his mom stopped him and handed a bag over. "Open it later, I love you." She said as he left. The drive over was the same as always and when he got into the Somerset parking lot Jett flicked on his dome light and looked inside of the bag. There was a grey and blue Abercrombie polo and a light pair of BKE blue jeans inside along with a snazzy new silver watch. He figured this was an apology for the way his dad was acting the last time he came over with Danny, kind of like a peace offering. Jett scoffed at the new clothes but wasn't about to throw them out. That was always one good thing about his mom, she had nice taste and knew him well. He got the idea that he would make a quick switch so he could look nice for Danny versus what he was wearing currently.. which was wrinkled t-shirt and the pants that had paint on them from when they broke into the stadium. Quickly, he changed inside of his car, thankful for the blackened window tint. Jett slipped on the watch as well, grabbed his keys and the food and headed inside. He passed a few people in the lounge who, like always, gave him dirty looks. Ever since the burn blog posted their stupid shit, Jett and Danny had gotten the front of it, the whole train. He tried his best to just brush it off but it was seeming difficult. He ran his hand over his hair, making sure it was in place before he knocked on the door. Why was he knocking? He never knocked. Taking a second thought, he went ahead and walked inside. Spotting Danny on the couch, a smile stretched across his face within a split second. "Heyy!" He grinned, shutting the door behind him. "What's up with the bat cave?" He asked, noticing the lighting all down.
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Post by Danny Dubois on Apr 22, 2013 23:02:58 GMT -5
When Jett entered, Danny got to his feet and smiled immediately. It wasn't even something he tried to do anymore. The sight of Jett just made him so happy, inside and out. When Jett said something about a bat cave, Danny chuckled. "You'll see," he said softly as he approached Jett and gave him a hello kiss on the cheek. "You're looking pretty fresh," he said, placing his hands on Jett's shoulders and looking the boy up and down. "But you smell like.. Italian food?" Danny looked at the things in Jett's hands and hoped it was food. Shit, he'd forgotten about dinner! Now he was really hoping it was food.
"So I uh.. I lied to you," Danny started, leaving plenty of time for Jett to start wondering what he'd lied about. Moving to the bathroom door, Danny kept his head down to hide his smile. "We're not gonna be playing video games. Not yet, anyway," he said as he looked up so that anything Jett might've been thinking would be erased. "I hope you're up for a night of.. I dunno," he giggled cutely, "A night of everything. A night of us." With that, Danny pushed open the bathroom door then rushed to Jett, taking him by the shoulders, and pulling him back into the bathroom.
"Tonight is all for you, babe," he said softly as he wrapped his arms around Jett's neck and gave him a tender kiss before leaning his forehead against Jett's.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 23, 2013 17:33:03 GMT -5
"Ah, thanks." Jett smiled, and looked down. He was happy that Danny thought he looked nice because that had been his plan in the first place. "Mom bought me a new outfit and made spaghetti. I haven't eaten yet so I brought you some too." He smiled, setting the bag down on the nearest table so that they could eat it later, he honestly wasn't too hungry at the moment.
What was he talking about now? Jett cocked an eyebrow at him, trying to read his expressions and figure out what he had planned. He stayed where he was even though he badly wanted to follow Danny wherever he was headed. He was acting weird, but it was a nice weird.. however you would explain that. "D-" He started before Danny had gotten to the door. What the hell was he doing? Jett just pinched his eyebrows together and watched impatiently.
Jett looked up at Danny's face and saw the adorable expression he had gotten. The left corner of his mouth drew back slightly and he relaxed his shoulders. "A night of us, hm?" Jett teased as he was pulled into the bathroom. He wasn't able to see around Danny to peek in when he'd first opened the door, but now that he was being pulled inside, he could see why he was acting so strange. "Awe, Danny! This.. you did this for-" He trailed off, looking at all of the petals and candles everywhere.
He returned his kiss and wrapped his arms around Danny's waist, playing with a fold in his tank. He brought his eyes from his chest up and smiled, their foreheads still touching. Jett lifted his chin to kiss the tip of Danny's nose. After a few moments, he grinned, "Well what are we waiting for?" He asked and pulled Danny's shirt off from behind. He fixed a strand of the boy's hair that he'd knocked out of place and ran his hand down his cheek and over his bare chest.
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Post by Danny Dubois on May 1, 2013 18:07:10 GMT -5
Danny smiled and blushed when Jett kissed his nose. And when he felt his shirt being tugged upwards, he let it go without any restraint and let his arms fall back to Jett once it had been removed. "Just drew that bath, yknow," he said softly in a teasing sort of tone as he mimicked the way he'd felt Jett's hands on the back of his shirt. "We should probably use it now before the water gets cold," he added, pulling Jett's shirt up and over his head then dropping it to the floor.
After a bit of gentle caressing, Danny looped his first two fingers on both hands in the front of Jett's pants. "Whadda'ya say?" he said in the same teasing tone as he tugged down on the waistband and looked up from Jett's chest to kiss his lips.
Danny always liked being the taller of the pair. He was certainly more feminine when it came to romantic things like wrapping his arms around Jett's neck for hugs and tonight's whole set up, for example, but being taller made him feel strong. He liked that he had to bend down for a kiss or Jett had to reach up for one. Sure the height difference wasn't THAT big.. but it was there and Danny had always appreciated it.
Even if he was the bitch usually..
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Post by Deleted on May 1, 2013 22:16:52 GMT -5
Jett bit his own bottom lip and shifted his eyes from Danny's. He was nervous, no doubt about that. He was trying so hard not to show it though, even if he was sure Danny could tell. He hadn't been like this since the first time he'd kissed him at the winter formal. Quickly, Jett rubbed the back of his neck and stuffed a thumb into his pocket as he looked inside the bathroom.
"Nnnm.. okay." He smiled to Danny, following him inside. He must have put a lot of work into all of this and not that he could see it all, he was even more amazed. Jett's eyes went from one thing to the next but stopped and landed on the some bottle in a bucket of ice. Where had he gotten wine from? Or was it that sparkling cider stuff that his parents got for the holidays for him and Kylie? Jett sat on the edge of the tub and glided his fingers across the top; it was still fairly hot.
Jett pressed his lips together and looked back to Danny now that his nerves had returned. He looked down to his belt and placed his hands on the buckle, unclasping it. "This is fabulous, Danny." He said, only complimenting him further for being creative. In a second, Jett stood and pulled the rest of his clothing off, leaving it in a pile before stepping in. He'd sucked in air through his teeth at the chills that ran throughout his body upon lowering himself. "Shit, yeah it's still hot." He almost giggled.
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