Living Arrangements
Summary: Sequel to Just Another Day - Craziness ensues as Hyde decides to move in with Jackie, much to the dismay of The Forman's and a surprise visitor brings up back memories for Jackie. Will Hyde be able to save her this time?
Disclaimer: Alas, I do not own a single thing.
a/n: so sorry this took so long to update...I wasn't very inspired...but last week's episode had some nice J/H moments so... I felt like updating. I'll try to update quicker in the future.
Chapter Five
An Eventful Dinner
"I don't know if all this food is going to fit in my fridge!" Jackie panted as she used her leg to shut the kitchen door behind her, dropping the pair of paper bags filled with groceries on the kitchen counter. The house was cold and dark, now that the sun had set. She watched Hyde drop his bags on the counter as well and quickly start to unload them.
"Our fridge." He said softly.
At first, Jackie didn't pay attention, since her eyes were focused on the pile of mail she had left on the counter from before, and that one particular letter that she had stuffed underneath was now poking out, it's corner under one of the bags that Hyde had been carrying.
She snapped out of it, letting his words hit her and smiled ecstatically.
"Our fridge." She repeated. "I like the sound of that."
Hyde shrugged, but let a grin poke through as he started to put away some of the groceries. Jackie would've helped, but since this was her first real trip to the supermarket, she was extremely tired already, so she opened up a bag of pretzels and took one, nibbling it quietly as she watched Hyde unpack.
"Don't spoil your dinner." Hyde muttered as he crumbled up the paper bags.
"Okay, Mom." Jackie muttered, pushing the bag of pretzels aside.
Hyde gave him a nasty glare as he slipped off his jacket.
"You have a radio?" He asked instantly.
Jackie nodded and ran out the room to retrieve it as Hyde began to sift through their fridge, picking out some vegetables to make a salad with. Their fridge.
He liked the sound of that too.
Jackie reappeared with a small radio in her hands, fidgeting with the button.
Hyde smiled when Jackie tuned the dial to the sound of Donna's voice, doing the farm report. Afterwards, a rock song started to play and Jackie placed the radio down on the counter, grabbing the letter she had been eyeing before and slipping it behind her back, tucking it into her skirt.
"Can I help?" Jackie asked, even though she really didn't know how or if she should even try. She was terrible cook. Just ask Kitty. To think of how many pie crusts they went through that one time...
"Um," Hyde looked uneasy at first but grinned, "Set the table?"
Jackie jumped up at this task, pleased that they had found something she could do without damaging any one of her nails, or the food.
Soon enough, as Hyde hummed along to the radio and Jackie made sure they used the good china, since for as long as she could remember she wasn't allowed to touch it, and now that her parents were gone, she might as well use it, dinner was ready and served.
Jackie wasn't surprised at how good their first dinner together turned out, seeing as how Hyde worked at a hotel restaurant and that was just classy.
"So, tomorrow we'll go pack up my stuff." Hyde said quietly, leaning back as he finished his meal.
"Sounds like a plan." Jackie said as she cleared the dishes.
As soon as she had placed the dishes in the sink, she screeched as Hyde grabbed her waist and spun her around into his arms. She placed her hands against his chest, catching her breath.
"This is weird, isn't it?" He asked quietly.
"What is?" Jackie felt her heart beating faster and faster. She wanted to pounce and attack him, but she knew he should be getting home soon. It was his last night sleeping at the Forman's and Kitty would just be devastated if he didn't make an appearance.
"Us...living together."
"A little, I guess." Jackie bit her lip. Was he having second thoughts?
"I mean," He let his hands reach the small of her back slowly. "Me and you. It's weird. If I had known that I would be dating you back when we first met..." His mind trailed off and she smiled, cupping his face in her hands.
"Yes, Steven, we are weird." She kissed his lips gently. "But I think we'd be even weirder if we weren't together."
"I just never thought I'd be in love with Jackie Burkhart." He laughed, but then quickly covered it up by coughing. His hands dipped lower onto her back, and she smiled that 'Jackie' smile she reserved just for him and kissed him full on. As he held her tightly, the letter tucked into her skirt crinkled slightly.
Hyde let his lips fall of hers and looked around her side.
"What?" She asked nervously, praying that he hadn't heard the sound she did.
"What was that noise?" Her heart sunk and she quickly backed away from his embrace.
"What noise?" She asked innocently.
He turned her around, lifting up her shirt slightly to see what was there.
"Steven!" She frowned, pulling her shirt down frantically. "What the hell are you doing?"
"There's something in your skirt." He crossed his arms fiercely, waiting for her answer.
"It's probably just the tag." She muttered.
"It was much larger then any price tag I've ever seen." She knew he saw right through her but she leaned against the sink, muttering to herself.
"Well, it's a really expensive skirt."
"Jackie." He stared her down briskly, but she didn't budge.
He sighed and came in closer to her, "If we are going to live together, you are going to have to trust me." He kissed her lips gently and quickly pulled the letter out of her skirt, holding it above her head as she jumped up and down for it.
"Steven, that is mine!" She screamed over and over as she jumped, but gave up, since he was taller then her and stronger.
He turned around, examining the letter quietly.
His jaw dropped and he handed the letter back to her.
"Why didn't you tell me?" He asked.
"I didn't tell anyone."
"But..." He shook his head and sat down. "When is she coming back?"
"I don't care." Jackie ripped the letter up and threw the pieces into one of the empty grocery bags. "I don't read any of her letters."
"But Jackie..."
Jackie stared at him, tempting him to continue.
"She's your mother..."
Jackie huffed, turning sharply and leaving the room, so Hyde didn't have to see her tears, since they had started to form.
Summary: Sequel to Just Another Day - Craziness ensues as Hyde decides to move in with Jackie, much to the dismay of The Forman's and a surprise visitor brings up back memories for Jackie. Will Hyde be able to save her this time?
Disclaimer: Alas, I do not own a single thing.
a/n: so sorry this took so long to update...I wasn't very inspired...but last week's episode had some nice J/H moments so... I felt like updating. I'll try to update quicker in the future.
Chapter Five
An Eventful Dinner
"I don't know if all this food is going to fit in my fridge!" Jackie panted as she used her leg to shut the kitchen door behind her, dropping the pair of paper bags filled with groceries on the kitchen counter. The house was cold and dark, now that the sun had set. She watched Hyde drop his bags on the counter as well and quickly start to unload them.
"Our fridge." He said softly.
At first, Jackie didn't pay attention, since her eyes were focused on the pile of mail she had left on the counter from before, and that one particular letter that she had stuffed underneath was now poking out, it's corner under one of the bags that Hyde had been carrying.
She snapped out of it, letting his words hit her and smiled ecstatically.
"Our fridge." She repeated. "I like the sound of that."
Hyde shrugged, but let a grin poke through as he started to put away some of the groceries. Jackie would've helped, but since this was her first real trip to the supermarket, she was extremely tired already, so she opened up a bag of pretzels and took one, nibbling it quietly as she watched Hyde unpack.
"Don't spoil your dinner." Hyde muttered as he crumbled up the paper bags.
"Okay, Mom." Jackie muttered, pushing the bag of pretzels aside.
Hyde gave him a nasty glare as he slipped off his jacket.
"You have a radio?" He asked instantly.
Jackie nodded and ran out the room to retrieve it as Hyde began to sift through their fridge, picking out some vegetables to make a salad with. Their fridge.
He liked the sound of that too.
Jackie reappeared with a small radio in her hands, fidgeting with the button.
Hyde smiled when Jackie tuned the dial to the sound of Donna's voice, doing the farm report. Afterwards, a rock song started to play and Jackie placed the radio down on the counter, grabbing the letter she had been eyeing before and slipping it behind her back, tucking it into her skirt.
"Can I help?" Jackie asked, even though she really didn't know how or if she should even try. She was terrible cook. Just ask Kitty. To think of how many pie crusts they went through that one time...
"Um," Hyde looked uneasy at first but grinned, "Set the table?"
Jackie jumped up at this task, pleased that they had found something she could do without damaging any one of her nails, or the food.
Soon enough, as Hyde hummed along to the radio and Jackie made sure they used the good china, since for as long as she could remember she wasn't allowed to touch it, and now that her parents were gone, she might as well use it, dinner was ready and served.
Jackie wasn't surprised at how good their first dinner together turned out, seeing as how Hyde worked at a hotel restaurant and that was just classy.
"So, tomorrow we'll go pack up my stuff." Hyde said quietly, leaning back as he finished his meal.
"Sounds like a plan." Jackie said as she cleared the dishes.
As soon as she had placed the dishes in the sink, she screeched as Hyde grabbed her waist and spun her around into his arms. She placed her hands against his chest, catching her breath.
"This is weird, isn't it?" He asked quietly.
"What is?" Jackie felt her heart beating faster and faster. She wanted to pounce and attack him, but she knew he should be getting home soon. It was his last night sleeping at the Forman's and Kitty would just be devastated if he didn't make an appearance.
"Us...living together."
"A little, I guess." Jackie bit her lip. Was he having second thoughts?
"I mean," He let his hands reach the small of her back slowly. "Me and you. It's weird. If I had known that I would be dating you back when we first met..." His mind trailed off and she smiled, cupping his face in her hands.
"Yes, Steven, we are weird." She kissed his lips gently. "But I think we'd be even weirder if we weren't together."
"I just never thought I'd be in love with Jackie Burkhart." He laughed, but then quickly covered it up by coughing. His hands dipped lower onto her back, and she smiled that 'Jackie' smile she reserved just for him and kissed him full on. As he held her tightly, the letter tucked into her skirt crinkled slightly.
Hyde let his lips fall of hers and looked around her side.
"What?" She asked nervously, praying that he hadn't heard the sound she did.
"What was that noise?" Her heart sunk and she quickly backed away from his embrace.
"What noise?" She asked innocently.
He turned her around, lifting up her shirt slightly to see what was there.
"Steven!" She frowned, pulling her shirt down frantically. "What the hell are you doing?"
"There's something in your skirt." He crossed his arms fiercely, waiting for her answer.
"It's probably just the tag." She muttered.
"It was much larger then any price tag I've ever seen." She knew he saw right through her but she leaned against the sink, muttering to herself.
"Well, it's a really expensive skirt."
"Jackie." He stared her down briskly, but she didn't budge.
He sighed and came in closer to her, "If we are going to live together, you are going to have to trust me." He kissed her lips gently and quickly pulled the letter out of her skirt, holding it above her head as she jumped up and down for it.
"Steven, that is mine!" She screamed over and over as she jumped, but gave up, since he was taller then her and stronger.
He turned around, examining the letter quietly.
His jaw dropped and he handed the letter back to her.
"Why didn't you tell me?" He asked.
"I didn't tell anyone."
"But..." He shook his head and sat down. "When is she coming back?"
"I don't care." Jackie ripped the letter up and threw the pieces into one of the empty grocery bags. "I don't read any of her letters."
"But Jackie..."
Jackie stared at him, tempting him to continue.
"She's your mother..."
Jackie huffed, turning sharply and leaving the room, so Hyde didn't have to see her tears, since they had started to form.
