reunion [skylar (hopefully)]

[Tori]

He opened his eyes to a white ceiling. His. Jasper took a moment to lie in bed and remember the previous day. There had been a party. Jasper was pretty sure someone had mixed something into his drink, as he had an intense headache. Jasper rolled onto hi side, and left his hand touch his chest in an insecure way. Why did he sleep with his shirt off? He had always been jealous of guys with more muscles than him. But Jasper supposed his were enough, or hoped rather, to satisfy a guy someday. He was the girlier type, but who knows.

Jasper foraced himself into a sitting position and rubbed his eyes. A glass of water was resting next to his bed on a night stand along with two pills. Jasper smiled to himself. His drunk side was smart. Or maybe it was just his mother. Either way, he took the pills in one sip. He strolled over to his closest and removed some articles of clothing for the day, then he moved to the bathroom. The water, like usual in district two, has warm. He placed his clean clothes on the shelf in the bathroom, and removed the other ones from his body.

The water felt good as it caressed his skin, and it was also doing wonders for his headache. His hands moved gracefully, cleansing him of last night's mistakes. Not that he could remember anything. He had been at that party for a reason. Earlier that day, he had run into Frenz. Yes, literally run into. And it brought about fresh tears and pain that he hadn't even known was there. The party had been a reaction. Someone had been able to get their hands on in district two and had shared it. Of course Jasper would be there.

Jasper turned the shower of, and stepped out and into a towel. He brought his clothes into the kitchen with him. As he set them on the table, more memories of Frenz drifted through his mind. He hadn't felt good about a relationship since Frenz. That's what Frenz had done to him. Jasper set up his expresso machine, and set a time for the need amount. He dressed quickly, placing the towel on the counter next to the machine.

A light pink v-neck, and dark blue jeans that fit him rather tightly. His hair was still wet when there was a knock on his door. Was his mother back? She always left early. Had she locked the door and forgotten a key? Jasper zipped his pants and strolled over to the door. He opened it and leaned on the frame for support as his one hand held the door open. It wasn't his mother. "Oh. Hi. Can I help you?"

[Skylar]

Traveling through the streets and paths of District 2 was something that wasn't strange at all to the amazing Mr. Antoine Bouvier. In fact, it was something that was done daily, and regarded upon as second nature. It wasn't that he just liked the streets, because he didn't, it was that his home was small, and staying inside it was pure torture, a reminder of his disowning from his parents once they had realized that he was gay. It let him do nothing other than remain homeless, or find a home, and even through thick and thin, somehow Antoine Bouvier prevailed and found the house that he resides in today. Today wasn't just a normal "escape the house and walk through the streets" day, no, it was a day to find the boy that he had so regrettably fell in love with. It had only took two rendezvous with the boy for it to happen, and the one that had occurred last night was the one that had sealed the deal, even if they never spoke one word to each other.

The first meeting was just a simple friendly conversation that ultimately led to a small playful game of wrestling, and the other boy, who's name was Jasper, had said something that sent chills up his spine at the thought of it. It was that of a compliment, and it shouldn't have been coming from a straight male, and so that's why Antoine was going to do what he had planned to do.

Yes. the fact that Antoine knew where Jasper lived might be a bit stalkerish and stuff, but ultimately, it was for the greater good of their relationship, if there were to be one at all. The night before what was happening now was the night that a party was being hosted at a popular kid's house from school. Sure, maybe Antoine wasn't exactly the cool type, but the girl had said everyone was invited, and Antoine knew that he probably wouldn't get a better chance. And so when he got there, the same awkward feeling that he always got when he was around people that didn't like him or didn't know him was still there, but after an estimated 10 minutes or so, he found his group of acquaintances and stuck with them throughout the event. It was after about an hour that he realized that another boy at the party was his beloved Jasper, who was the shy type all the same as him, but Jasper was socializing well, and was sipping on something that Antoine knew wasn't needed to be drank. His eyes watched him practically the whole time, and afterwards, after everyone had departed from the house and were on their ways home, Antoine distinctly followed behind Jasper, both for the reason that he could get home the way that Jasper was going, and so he would see where Jasper lived. And so after he had seen, and went to sleep that night, he dreamed of the perfect boy, and the perfect boy was Jasper.

And so when he woke up, he couldn't help but spill his feelings towards Jasper, and so after perfecting his hair and putting on his usual T-shirt and jacket combination, he left his house and went on a quest to find Jasper's living quarters.

And so that leads you to the knock on the door and the answering of it, where a gasp escaped Antoine and a sharp "I love you" interferes with his greeting.

[Tori]

The person at the door most definitely a suprise, but a pleasant one. And most certainly not his mother. Jasper smiled as he opened the door to Antoine. A boy he had met in the park a few weeks back. Of course the boy would have stayed in Jasper's mind. He was attractive, and they had had chemistry. Jasper doubted he was gay, but couldn't help fancying anyways. It would probably make Jasper's life a whole hell of a lot easier he had a gaydar. But he didn't.

For a moment Jasper thought he had heard Antoine let out a small amount of breath and whisper, "I love you." If only the world were that perfect. If only it would work like that. Clearly his mind had led him to believe that has he admired Antoine's clothing choice. Confused as to why he was here, but not disappointed, Jasper opened the door more o allow him in. He didn't want to seem like he didn't here the boy's answer, so he felt as though opening the door would be appropriate for any response.

As Antoine entered, Jasper shut the door behind him and returned to the kitchen. "Come on in, it and make yourself comfortable!" He yelled from the kitchen as he poued himself an expresso. He took a quick sp before continuing. "Feel free to make yourself at home!" Jasper saw the towel he had left on the counter, but didn't care to move it, so left it there intstead. He pulled his hand through his still wet hair, and moved into the living room where Antoine was. Jasper sat down on the couch, putting his expresso on the coffee table that resided in front of it.

"Now, sorry, I didn't quite here all you said at the door. How come you're here?" Jasper smiled sweetly and crossed his arms insecurely, grabbing his shoulder with one of his arms. His head has still pounding, but now so much anymore after his shower and Antoine's suprise visit. Hopefully, his medicine would kick in soon, and the expresso would help.

[Skylar]

Oh how it frustrated him. He had spent the whole morning gaining the courage to tell this boy that he loved him, and when he had said it, the boy hadn't gave a second thought of it. Antoine wasn't mumbling, and he knew that it was audible, but for some reason, Jasper just hadn't heard. Or maybe he had and he had been creeped out and ignored it. But if he had been creeped out, then an invitation into his house wouldn't have been made, he was sure of it, Antoine was.

And so he gladly took up the offer, and moved himself inside the home. It seemed cozy enough, the boy he was in love with told him to make him self at home, or in his words, just make himself comfortable, and so he did. He found a spot on a reclining chair in the family room, gathering in his stomach butterflies already. And so after Jasper, the darling with moist hair, had made himself a type of caffeinated drink and now sat on one side of a beautifully crafted couch.

"Now, sorry, I didn't quite here all you said at the door. How come you're here?" Nothing stopped the boy named Antoine to keep his feelings in, and so he attempted once more to tell Jasper that he loved him.

"I've already said it. I love you."

[Tori]

This time Jasper was sure of what he heard, as it made him choke on his expresso. He started coughing and put his cup back on the coffee table. No way. Now, he was just trying to convince himself that what Antoine had said was not real. He loved him? How could anyone love him? Jasper Hammoth, a guy with a broken heart. And how could out of all people, a guy like Antoine love him? How was Antoine even gay?

With muscles like that and a voice that could melt hearts. There was no way that guy was gay. And yet.. what had he just said? "I'm sorry. I thought you just said you- you loved me." Jasper stumbled over the words. He was sitting stright up now, and leaning forward, one hand on his knee. The other hand kept running itself through his hair as he tried to convince himself this wasn't real. his wasn't actually happening.

The look on Antoine's face finally registered in Jasper's brain. He said he loved me. It was unbelievable. This isn't happening. There was too much running through Jasper's mind. How could this be real? "You love me? How? Why? What is going on? This is weird." He wasn't even aware of what was coming out of his mouth, he was just blabbing. Not sure how to handle news like this, Jasper grabbed his cup and traveled back into the kitchen. He dumped out his cup and left it in the sink.

For a moment, he turned around in a circle and swore, this was just unbelievable. Jasper yanked his hands through his hand once more before placing them both on his hips and turning to face Antoine. Though he was across the room, he still whispered. "When?" This blew his mind, he waltzed back on to where Antoine was sitting. Not bothering to take a seat on the couch where he had been previously sitting, he found his way over to the chair where the boy who had confessed his love resided. And it was there he took a seat on the ground in front of Antoine to listen to everything the sweet boy was saying.

[Skylar]

Oh this was all happening too fast for Antoine. He shouldn't have said what he had said, in fact, he shouldn't have even did what he had did, followed Jasper back home. It was just all too much. From the second that he'd looked into Jasper's eyes, he knew there was a connection, but he also knew that the connection that was there should never be pursued. It wouldn't end in anything positive, and he knew it, but the thing is, he decided that he would finally take a risk, which had ultimately led to what was happening at that very moment.

Jasper had strangled, caught on what was happening that he lost the realization that he was drinking hot expresso. It made Antoine chuckle, and it made him lose the reality of what was actually going on for just a split second, but he soon caught back on, and sighed. Jasper carried on in talking and leaned forward and was stumbling over his own words. It was too much for him, and Antoine knew it. Jasper wasn't gay, Antoine was, it would never work out, but Antoine just had to, had to, share his feelings. Sure, he had his regrets, and yes, they overpowered what he didn't regret, but he still felt proud that he had the guts to finally share his feelings for someone, and especially to someone as amazing as Jasper himself.

Jasper arose out of his seat and made his way to the kitchen, where the sound of liquid pouring into a sink and the quick clank of a cup dropping into the same place surrounded the house. Antoine sighed and began to explain things after Jasper had returned and now sat in front of Antoine in a spot on the white, carpeted floor beneath them.

"Two weeks ago was when it happened, when I had finally realized that I realized that there actually was someone worth loving again. And that person was you. We had met in the Square, remember? And I had taken you to the park and we conversed and played and stuff. That was when I had actually started to be attracted to you, connected with you, and it was the party last night that sealed the deal. I'm in love with you, and I know you aren't in love with me but I needed to tell you. I needed to. I'm sorry, this is all wrong, it's just, I'm sorry. I think.. I think I need to go.."

He had realized how confident he had started out, how fearless he seemed, but the feeling died down as he wrapped up his short lived monologue. No, he didn't want to leave, but he knew that Jasper wanted him too.

Being gay was a hard thing to deal with.

[[ooc: eh, the post is very, very suckish, just, bear/bare with me, i'm not working right correctly right now and i'm watchin' the harry plopper. xD knaothnxbai

[Tori]

Sweet Antoine. After Frenz, those were the words he had needed to hear. It was almost as if Anotine had read Jasper's heart. And just knew exactly what need to be said. As much as Jasper knew he didn't fall in love THAT easy, he knew he had very strong feelings for Antoine. Suddenly, Jasper found his mood falling as Antoine came to the end of his speech. Did he not know that Jasper was gay? Did he not think Jasper had liked him?

Out of the two of them, Jasper would have thought it would have been reversed. That Antoine would have thought Jasper gay. Afterall, Jasper that thought Antoine was straight, lucky enough for Jasper, he wasn't. The boy in front of him ended by saying he should leave, and Jasper actaing without thinking.

Both of Jasper's hand were suddenly on both of the arms of the chair, blocking Antoine's way up, and he was now on his knees. "No." That was all he could say at the moment. Jasper stared into Antoine's eyes more instensly than he would have thought himself capable of. And he smiled, trying to convey everything he was feeling to this one boy. "What's all wrong? Us? Together?"

Jasper pushed himself into a standing position, and continuing talking. "Me? Not being gay?" With each word, he was getting closer and closer to Antoine's face. And he was loving Antoine's every reaction and shocked face. "I think we'd be just fine." Jasper's last words ended at Antoine's lips. He was standing over and Antoine with a knowing smile. Holding himself up with his arms and on his tiptoes leaning forward, Jasper pressed his lips against Antoine's.

He could have been flying. And he felt like he just won the lottery. Jasper was amused at his own flirting, and loving the taste of Antoine. The smell of him. The feel of him. After a moment, Jasper broke apart. Even that small peck had made him a bit light headed. He hadn't felt like this since Frenz. "I'm not letting you go anywhere." He whispered to Antoine, before pulling himself back into a standing position and removing his arms from Antoine's chair. He stood there smiling to himself, one hand on his hip and the other on his neck, as he waited for Antoine to respond.

[Skylar]

This was all a dream. A long, drawn out dream that was too real. Antoine would wake up any minute now, any minute, and it would be no different than it always was. He would wake up, he would, and he would do the usual: get up and get dressed, go to work, return home, and sulk. It's how it always was. Ever since he had decided he was gay, or rather, decided to tell his parents, that had been the drill. Well, it had been once he had gotten a home and job. The first few weeks were living with the only friends that he had and searching for some type of occupation, some type of labor that would let him start living again, but after he had found a job, things didn't really change except for the fact that he no longer had to feel helpless, no matter how helpless he actually was. And so all of these things ran, flew, through his mind as Jasper said the few things that set his love in stone. The words like 'no', 'don't leave', etc. were the one's that really set him off; that really made the butterflies throw a party. In fact, he got so caught up in these thoughts, it led him to the day that he had "came out" if you will, to his parents.

Oblivious but not at the lips that were pressed against his, he wrapped his hands around Jasper and began.

--commence flashback--

The air outside was the type of air that you only got when something important was going to happen. The thick, soupy type with the reddish coloured skies. It was just a regular trip to the store, getting groceries and the like to hold the household over for the next few weeks or so. Sure, Antoine had been planning on doing what was going to happen soon for a few weeks now, but he never had been so eager.

And so the family conversed, and joked, and planned what they were going to eat that night, but in the meantime, Antoine was conversing with himself how to bring his situation up, and then he thought of the perfect solution. He would bring it up on the car ride home, which would begin soon.

The family was a wealthy one, and so they had the money to afford a car, and so with this came the usual placing the groceries in the trunk, the non-important stuff on bottom and the important stuff (eggs, bread, etc.) on top. Yes, the little critters that always supposedly get in your stomach when you're nervous had entered Antoine, but it was only because he wasn't going to turn around and just not do it. And so he carried on when he got in the car.

He sat in the back, his hands crossed in his lap, and began to speak, his voice shaky. "Dad, Mom, what are views on g-gay people?" Oh no, he was letting signs show of it already. The shaky voice, the stuttering.

"You already know what we think of them. They're horrible, they should die, and we hate them. Why do you ask, son?" It was his mom that replied, and it sent Antoine to tears.

"And so you hate me."

And it was then, a 15 year old boy was left on the street, alone, with no where to go. Just because of a gender that he was attracted to.

--end flashback--

It was then that Antoine Bouvier realized not only had he cried in his memories, but he was in the present as well.

[Tori]

It took a moment, but Jasper finally noticed. Antoine's face was wet for a reason. He had started crying. "Oh, I'm sorry." Jasper's was hanging open slightly and his first react was to spit out apologies. "Oh my god, I'm so sorry. Are you okay, honey? I'm sorry." Jasper pushed some of Antoine's hair out of his face. Oh my god, what have I done? A thousand things were flying through Jasper's head as he looked Antoine in the eyes. What had he done?

Jasper stood up and walked back into the kitchen, unable to look at Antoine. He had made him cry. That was most definitely not what he had meant to do. What had he been thinking? Trying a move like that was completely uncalled for. Not to mention Jasper had almost forgotten what it was like to be in a relationship with someone anyways. Why was he so careless?

The next few minutes Jasper spent in the kitchen, feeling guilty. He hadn't heard any noise in the living for awhile, so he assumed that Antoine had showed himself out. Jasper hit the counter with his fist and then walked into the room connected to the kitchen, his. He turned on his light and went to sit down at his desk. Jasper sat there and stared at the wall, enough things running through his mind to keep him busy for awhile.

[Skylar]

He wasn't going to lie, not at all, the kissing felt good, but he just couldn't take the pain that came with the flashbacks that he so rarely had.

[[ooc-- omegle got the best of me, to be edited later on today.