Note : Okay, here is the thing. I love Japril and after watching E6 S9, I was just awww :3 Poor Jackson, he is so cute. And so is April, not understanding what is going on. So I imagined an alternative scene and started to write it before watching the next episodes that could crash everything. But I didn't resist and watch it. And I won't tell anything about it for the moment but now I want to continue this fic to have what I want (even if I'm sure Japril will be, because they are made for each other, of course). So, I finished this OS in a different way that I thought at first and I hope I could find time to write about them again. I prefer checking the box "complete" if I didn't.
Oh, one last thing! You probably already realize but I'm French and I don't know how to write correctly in English. I don't know why but this fic came to me in English and I don't like my French version. It's probably because I'm watching this TV show in VOSTFR (yeah, I need some subtitles; it's weird that I wrote this thing in English, it may be full of crap XD).
So, be careful with your eyes. I'm sorry but I'm too enthusiastic about it and to lazy to look for a beta now so I decide to publish and I warn you so I can have peace of mind over your disappointment. All advice is welcome nevertheless.
Hope you'll enjoy it though!
Disclaimer: I don't own Grey's Anatomy and I just write with its characters for pleasure without earning money. The last scene comes from this TV Show (Shonda Rhimes and ABC Studios ©)
Warning: Spoiler S9 E6, this scene takes place before the last one between April and Jackson…
It's over
"Stop! Just stop it, April! Please. I can't stand it anymore, it's… it's over."
"Wh… what?"
April stared at him, stunned. Also a little hurt. But not as much as he was, unfortunately, he thought. He hoped he was wrong of course, oh yeah he hoped… but she didn't seem to get it. Understand.
"It's over. This… Here is the thing. I used to be your friend, your best friend, and I miss that. I don't want to be just your sex toy. I'm not a sex toy, April."
"So… you don't want to have sex with me anymore?"
"No! I mean… not like that. We didn't even… Look. I care about you. I really care about you, April. And I cared before you and I had sex together. I loved the way we could talk together, how I could comfort you when you needed it or make you laugh too. I loved we were both confidants for each other. And I miss that. I miss our friendship. Because now, the only thing we make when we meet is… sleeping together. And it's awesome; it's really awesome I swear… until you spoil everything thinking about Jesus and how he may find our relation disgusting and how you regret it. And I can't stand it anymore, I'm sorry. I don't want this anymore. I've tried to, but I can't."
"But… then… you want… you and I to be friends… again?"
"Yeah..."
"Whereas we both agreed that we can't stand in the same place without…"
"There is one solution, April."
"… without sex?"
"Without sex for sex, yeah. I don't want to sleep with you again but… I want to make love with you. And I want to be your friend too. And you know what it means, April? You know how it's called?"
"Uh… a sex friend?"
"God, April! Your boyfriend! I want to be your boyfriend! Why is it so difficult for you to understand that?"
April stared at him, her eyes wide open, and slowly, the idea seemed to make its way until a little smile lighted up her face.
"My boyfriend?" she asked and he nodded, smiling at her in return.
"Your boyfriend," he confirmed.
With sparkles in her look, she began to move close to him, putting her hands on his chest.
"So it means that I'll be your girlfriend, right?" she whispered.
"Right," he confirmed again, barely breathing.
"And so we..."
At this moment, someone flung open the door and Jackson jumped sharply, his heart in panic.
"Come on Avery! We have an emergency on bloc 2, it's time to wake up, said Owen.
Looking around, Jackson realized that it was just a dream and tried to slow down his heart. A dream. It was just a dream, he forced him to move on, no without some bitterness.
If only it could be true, however, he could not help to think, closing his eyes in the same time. But this dream got a point. He could no longer shut his eyes to the situation. He had to do something. No matter how but… he had to tell her how he felt. Reveal his feelings.
(GA, S9 E6)
Jackson: All right, listen ..
April: I'm sorry, ok? I'm sure that you'd prefer your booty calls to be uncomplicated and avoid feelings so I think you should probably seek them somewhere else, okay? 'Cause I know this is just sex to you and …
Jackson: It's not just sex. I mean I wish it was, I pretend that it is, 'cause you have a good thing going on with Jesus, but it's not.
April: It's not?
Jackson: No. And stop calling me a car crash or a desert or acting like I'm bumming out Jesus.
April: I'm sorry, you made it seem like it was.
Jackson: And stop acting like I don't have any feelings, okay? I have feelings. I have a lot of them.
April: About what?
Jackson: You. About you, April. For you.
April: I'm … I'm so sorry that I hurt them, your feelings.
Jackson: It's ok. Just …
April: I thought it was just sex.
Jackson: Yeah .. So did I
