Date 6
It was finally Saturday and Isaac missed a whole week of school, not that he really gave a shit about it, but Chris didn't seem to be very happy about it, at least not until he found out what had caused the boy to feel so bad that he wouldn't even want to go to school. At first Chris was shocked to learn that Isaac had romantic feelings towards Jackson, after all, the boy had dated his daughter before she died and also had never shown any interest towards any males. From shock it went to exasperation, Isaac could have chosen someone better than the Whittemore boy to fall in love with, Jackson had trouble written across his face, but in the end Chris settled with being supportive, Isaac was like a son to him and he didn't want the boy to be sad or anything bad.
Isaac was constantly moping around, it was like the only things he was able to do were eat ice cream and watch movies, because that was basically what he had done the whole week, that and avoiding all of Jackson's phone calls, texts and e-mails. Isaac didn't feel like talking to Jackson, the guy had just plainly hurt his feelings and humiliated him in the middle of a coffee shop when all Isaac was trying to do was understand what had went wrong in their friendship to cause Jackson to avoid him so bad. It was the weekend and Isaac thought that Jackson would finally give up in contacting him and just stop, but no, of course he wouldn't, instead of that, the amount of texts and phone calls had doubled if not tripled, getting to the point in which Isaac just had to turn off his phone. He would now have a bit of peace.
An hour later Isaac realized that turning off his phone was a bad idea, because instead of stopping to bother him, Jackson went further and started calling Chris' phone. Isaac had no idea how the how Jackson could have gotten the number of Chris' phone, but he did and was now telling Chris that he wouldn't stop calling until Isaac picked his call and talked to him. Isaac didn't know the reason behind Jackson's insistence and he wasn't inclined towards finding out, but he also didn't want Jackson to bother Chris.
Reluctantly, Isaac extended his hand towards Chris, asking for his phone in order to pick up Jackson's call. Isaac could have just imagined it, but when he grabbed the mobile from the older man's hand he saw a sparkle of relief in his eyes. Placing the phone on His ear, Isaac allowed a sigh to bypass his lips. "What do you want, Jackson?" Isaac's voice came out as a mix of harsh and tired. "I wanted to apologize for being an asshole." Jackson's words had a softness Isaac had never heard the younger Whittemore put into it, there was also some sadness in his voice, what caught Isaac off guard. He had never seen Jackson acting like that, so it was quite surprising, but considering how his life had been since he arrived in London, Isaac should be used to being surprised.
"I don't think I can forgive you, Jackson." Isaac was nervous, his leg was shaking and he was playing with his fingers on his lap, he wanted to forgive Jackson, but the other guy had hurt him so bad that he thought he would be stupid if he forgave him. "You… You don't have to forgive me now… I can make it up to you… I… Listen, Isaac… I… I like you." Jackson went silent after that last statement, so did Isaac, but while Jackson was scared for blurting his feelings, Isaac was growing angry at him and it didn't take him long to let it all out. "You're a fucking idiot Jackson Whittemore, you know that? I'm the one who pities you because you're a coward who gets afraid of his own feelings and hurts the person he likes because it's easier than admitting that he likes something other than himself. Fuck you, Jackson." Jackson listened intently to everything Isaac had to say and in the end he settled with. "You're right, Isaac, but you have no idea how much I hate myself right now for ruining the best thing in my life."
"Fine." Isaac says, making Jackson confused. "What?" The younger Whittemore asks, seeking for a better explanation. "I forgive you." Isaac's voice tone is emotionless, but for Jackson that is better than nothing, so as he promised, he tries to make it up to Isaac. "So, Lahey. You and me? Dinner? Tonight?" Jackson's smugness is back in place, but Isaac knows better than to let it ruin the moment, after all, that was the Jackson he's always known. Isaac wasn't sure if forgiving Jackson had been his best decision, but he liked the guy and was willing to give him a second chance, even if the threat of getting hurt again was clouding his mind. "Pick me up at seven." Isaac ended the call, a smile claiming his face and for that Chris knew that everything had gone well to his boy.
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Isaac looked around in awe, completely amazed by the beauty of the place Jackson chose for their dinner. It was an elitist restaurant out in the open, from their table Isaac could see the sky full of stars and the moon shining on them like it was giving them its blessing. "This place is beautiful." Isaac said casually as he and Jackson waited for their meals. "Everything for you, baby." Isaac could pick up the sarcasm on Jackson's voice and for that he playfully punched the guy's shoulder. "Asshole." With no time both of them were laughing and feeling at ease around each other's presence.
During the whole dinner Jackson and Isaac talked about the most random things and Isaac was glad for that, because it made him feel like the episode in their relationship had never happened, like it was erased. They were all good now and that was what mattered for both of them, they agreed to leave the past behind and enjoy the present, and, perhaps, the future they'd have together.
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"I think I deserve a spoil for this dinner." Jackson said almost expectantly as he and Isaac walked back to his car, what caused the Lahey boy to quirk his eyebrow in a silent question. Jackson, instead of explaining himself, simply opened the door of his car and got inside, watching as Isaac did the same prior to voicing his thoughts. "I was a very good boy tonight, I deserve this." Just as Isaac was about to ask what Jackson meant, the guy placed his palm on the nape of Isaac's neck, pulling his face closer in order to allow their lips to meet. At first the kiss was kind of shy, Isaac had many thoughts and worries running through his mind, but all of those were forgotten when Jackson's tongue traced the length of his lower lip, heating up the kiss.
The rest of their evening was spent in Jackson's car, savoring the taste of each other's lips and when Isaac came back home that night, he was happier than he had ever been.