Pairing: Jake English/Jane Crocker

Warnings: none, save for some implied sexual content at the end

Disclaimer: I own nothing.

A/N: Dedicated to a friend, whom I hope enjoys this. This is my first time writing for Homestuck. Will be a two parter.

Today was the day.

Today was the day in which Jane Crocker was going to confess to her longtime friend, Jake English, that she liked, no, loved him. That she loved him so much that just seeing him made her heart skip a beat. For a long, long time, she had denied her feelings for him. Pretended they didn't exist. That she didn't lay on her bed and think of him at night. That she didn't look forward to every gaming session they had with baited breath. But that was in the past. Today she was 19 years old, and she was living in a literal hellhole of a city.

Also she was tired of Jake flirting with other girls and guys and not even having as much time for her anymore. No more gaming sessions cause he was too busy hitting up his dates. No more long phone calls.

She would change that.

She would make him realize that she was a lot cuter and funnier and had better taste in movies and books, then any of the other people he'd gone out with. Or try too.

Jane nervously paced in her living room. Her parents were out and it was near 5 PM on a Friday, in November. The sun was already setting and her anxiety was already growing rapidly. She tried to push that aside as she knew that she needed to do this, before it was too late, as Roxy had warned her. It was true, she knew, that if she was to do it, it had to be now. Before Jake moved on and found a new partner. She didn't know if she could stomach him and Dirk getting together again. Oh, she'd act happy for them, but she'd be so envious when she was alone she didn't know how she'd handle it again.

As she frowned at the thought, the doorbell rang. Damn it. Did it have to ring so soon? Couldn't it have waited... for a year or two? But if I don't answer it, I'll be known as a chicken! she thought, her heart starting to race, her palms starting to get sticky with sweat from how hard she'd been clenching them earlier.

She forced herself to unclench her hands and walk over to her front door. Her legs felt weak and each step felt like she was taking her last, so much strength did she have to put into each one. Sweat trickled down her legs, dampening the back of her black shorts, so severe was her anxiety.

When she opened the door, her hand was shaking (don't be so dumb, she scolded herself, it's still just Jake, even if you like him.) Jake was standing in her doorway, as usual, at least of late, a frown on his face. She would soon erase that, she vowed to herself, she would make him smile. The smile that warmed her heart and made her heart skip beats, made her pulse race.

"Hey." she said, gesturing for him to come in.

He paused, a look of uncertainty on his face that made her heart drop. Things still weren't the same between them, not after their fight after John and Dirk broke up. She had said some horrible stuff to him, things she hadn't really thought or meant, things she hadn't thought he'd taken seriously. Obviously she was wrong if he didn't even think it was okay for him to come in.

"Come on in, Jake, I need to talk to you." she said again, softer and kinder, hoping that'd relieve him of some of his anxieties. God only knew, she was shouldering most of the anxiety at the moment.

He hesitated a few seconds more but entered, his hands in his pockets and shoulders slouched.

"What is it about?" he asked, his tone impatient and suspicious, "If it's about that marlarky Dirk spewed about me cheating at that Mario cart game against you, it's - "

"No, no, none of that." she said quickly, cutting him off, not wanting to hear about that anymore, Dirk had ranted about that enough to her already over the phone. She motioned to the couch. "Come on, let's sit down."

He looked at her and sat down on the edge, Jane rolled her eyes but said nothing. She sat down beside him, a bit too close evidently, as he scooted over quickly. Trying not to feel hurt, she turned to face him.

"Jake... I dunno how to tell you really... I know, I've done some crappy stuff this year, but, so have you. That's all in the past and we... I need to move on from it and I'm rambling, aren't I?" she laughed, nervously, wringing her hands in her lap, unable to look in his eyes, she focused on his left cheek. "But, I've always... liked you." she finished and shut her eyes so as not to see his reaction.

Silence.

She bit her lower lip. He had to react in a moment and she was unsure of whether he'd be mad or not. He had confronted her over her feelings for him once and she'd denied everything. That had been a mistake, one she hadn't wanted to make again, not before she went to college. She wanted to know if Jake loved her or not, if there was any chance of getting with it, you better believe she'd snatch it.

Still that blasted silence dragged on.

She opened her eyes, unable to handle not knowing what was going on.

Jake was looking at her, his expression confused. "Um... I already know that, Jane."

She blinked, "What?"

"Gosh... I... I mean, I've known all along, it's obvious. Cause you blushed around me a lot, and the way you everfriggen watched me and Dirk... it was obvious?" he stated, shrugging his shoulders.

She felt her face heat up and anger rise in her. She was tempted to sock him but she fought it.

"Well?! If you knew, how do you feel?" she asked, her voice shaking from containing her anger.

"I guess I could give it a shot and we could date and while I dunno much about dating, it sounds like fun. I make a bunch of blunders and I get desolate at times but, if you-"

Would he ever stop rambling? Jane wondered. She kind of wanted to kiss him now, not in a thousund years or while her parents were around. But he wouldn't shut up. It looked like it was up to her to make the first move. She sighed. Just great! How romantic this would sound when she had to tell her grandkids that their granddad was dense and didn't know how to take a damned que. She might just tell a small lie. It'd sound better.

Fuck it goshdarnnit it all to hell, she thought, and with a deep breath, she reached out and pressed her mouth against his.