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Unsteady…
It wasn't a break up, or was it, Azar she didn't know, and it was maddening as she stood there trembling in the rain staring at him outside her building, and she felt…
She didn't know.
About a month ago she and Jason had had their first real fight, an all out war really, and it had ended with shit being thrown and him stomping out of her apartment slamming a door he rarely used. She hadn't seen him since then, hadn't even heard from him, and she was so scared about reaching for him because he would reject her, and he had every right to reject her, and she hadn't known what the hell they were at the time of his departure on if they were still together or if they were broken up.
Now she kind of wished she did as the cold rain slid down her skin, and the hoodie she was wearing (one of his, one of the ones he'd left behind) was drenched and her hair was a wreck, and her appearance in shambles. But it was three in the morning, she'd gone for a walk to get her mind off him, and it was raining a cold summer shower. Which was why she was now standing here, staring in those bright eyes as a man who was practically a fucking giant, looked sheepishly back at her.
"Hey," he greeted, she didn't move in fear he was an illusion.
"Hello," she answered tightly, her emotions had the shadows trembling a bit and Jason didn't move, and neither did she.
Suddenly he was there, in front of her, or she had been in front of him, she wasn't even aware of moving but she was aware that she was now wrapping herself around him, and his arms were tight around her and she felt his lips on her hair as he muttered nonsense, she bit her lip and squeezed her eyes shut.
They had probably met in the middle, and he didn't let her go.
"Fuck, Raven, I'm sorry, I'm sorry," he was whispering it over and over as his lips pressed against her skin.
"I didn't think you were coming back," she murmured in his neck as she trembled. Jason's arms tightened around her.
"I missed you too fucking much," he admitted so softly she nearly missed it. "Can we get out of the rain, this was romantic two months ago, not now," he asked.
She felt a smile tug her lips as she nodded and wrapped the shadows around them to land in her crappy living room, she didn't want to let go of him just yet.
"I missed you too," she admitted softly as she finally slipped from his grasp and stood there drenched.
"I didn't mean it, Rae, I didn't," he promised, and honestly she'd forgotten what had been said, what had started their war, she had forgotten what cruelty was exchanged, and she ddn't care about the broken mugs, or dishes, or mirrors, she didn't care about the thrown books, and she didn't care about what had ignited their first real full-fledged fight as friends and as a couple, and she didn't care if they had broken up or not. All she cared about was that he was here again, and for the first time in a month she was certain he was alright.
"I don't care, Jason, I don't care, I can't even remember what the fight was about," she admitted as she let her head fall back so she was looking up at his bright eyes, they were alight with emotions and he was raging a storm on her empathy. However, she took a steadying breath as she savored it, like a phantom ache that was no longer there because the reality was back. Jason was her storm, he was always raging around her, and after his disappearance she hadn't realized how much she needed this storm.
"I can't either," he admitted and she laughed humorlessly.
"Azar what a pair we are," she sighed as she rested her head on his chest and listened to his heart for the first time in a while, his arms fell around her again and they just stood like this.
"So, just to clarify, did we or did we not break up?" he asked her.
Raven frowned as she thought about it. "I don't know," she admitted after a long time in silence.
"Me either," he omitted which had her tilting her head back.
"Alright, next time we're at war, we call each other, even if we say nothing and are one separate ends of the galaxy, we call," she said.
"Yes," he agreed immediately. "And next time, cause there'll be a next time, we're friends first," he pleaded.
"That's a given," she sighed and started peeling off the now uncomfortably drenched clothes as she walked for her shower.
"Great, and we have make up sex," he grinned.
"Don't even think about it Jason, I'm tired, and I haven't slept since you slammed my door," she warned him as he followed her and she turned on the shower.
"You know, I didn't sleep since I slammed that door either," he informed her softly. "So tonight, we'll take a shower, together, no sex, and we'll go to bed together, again no sex, and we'll hash out the rest of this tomorrow," he decided.
"Thank you," she sighed.
"Please don't ever give up on me again," he whispered.
"I never did, I was just scared you'd never pick up the phone."
"Funny, I was scared of the exact same thing."
"We suck at this dating thing," she decided as she stepped into her steaming shower, Jason a step behind her.
"We'll suck at it together," he announced and she laughed as he wrapped his arms around her.
"You're my best friend, Jay, don't leave me like that again, please," she whispered desperately.
"I can't promise that, but I promise to call," he offered.
"Good."
That's all for now folks.
Enjoy Calm in the Storm.
