I don't own the character's/show. If i did, do you think Jackson would be dead?
It's rubbish i know, but it's a first attempt and they always say 'practice makes perfect'.
Jackson was upset. No. Jackson was more than upset. He was at breaking point. He'd just had another row with Aaron, only this time it was him that had stormed out. He was sick of it. Sick of him. Aaron. Always putting his reputation before his boyfriend. He wanted out. It was just his luck that he was completely in love with the mechanic. 'Always the wrong ones' he thought to himself.
Aaron was confused. Where had that come from? He couldn't even remember how the argument had started. He knew it was his fault. 'It's always my fault' he thought to himself.
Aaron knows why he keeps doing this. Why he's pushing Jackson away. He's doing it because he's scared. Scared to reveal his true feelings.
Aaron stood rooted to the spot. Staring at the door Jackson had just walked out of. His mind in serious overdrive. The thought of Jackson never coming back entered his mind and this scared Aaron. This scared Aaron more than the thought of having to share his feelings. He contemplated his situation for a minute. He had two choices. 'Let Jackson go' or 'finally let him in'. He knew the consequences for both actions. The choice was simple.
Jackson was sat on one of the benches outside the woolpack. He'd never stormed out before. It just wasn't him. Once he'd left smithy, he hadn't really known what to do. He'd just known at the time that he needed space. But now, sat alone outside the pub, his anger had dissipated. All that was left was sadness. He wanted Aaron, he wanted Aaron so badly. With that thought, the man himself appeared. A slightly nervous look on his face.
"Jackson.." He started, but before he could finish Jackson was out of his seat and walking past him.
"Forget it Aaron, I don't want to hear it."
"Jackson please.." Aaron begged. Grabbing Jackson's arm as he passed, halting his journey.
"Aaron please, let me go." Jackson asked, knowing he didn't have the strength to pull away himself.
"No Jackson, don't you get it? I can't let you go. Ever."
Jackson couldn't hold back the tears any longer. "Don't, please Aaron, d-don't."
"But I mean it Jackson. Look at me.." Until this point Jackson had been looking at the floor but upon hearing Aaron's request lifted his eyes to Aaron's face.
The emotion displayed there nearly floored him.
Aaron swallowed. It really was now or never. He took a steadying breath and said "I love you."
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