Birdhouse
Chapter 4- Two Hearts Are Stronger Than One
And here, the fan fiction finishes. It's been fun but I want to end here. Might do an epilogue later on, though! Send me your reviews and comments, thanks! ~Nicole~
"Dude! Get a room! Too much!" Nate yelled in the background, walking into Jason's bedroom and back out, distracting them. Jason jerked his head round from Shane's neck, blushing. Shane just laughed and yelled back "Dude, we are in a room! Get a grip, Nate!".
Jason smiled, cuddling back up to him dreamily. For the last month, Shane and Jason had been dating, in secret. Nate had accidentally walked in on them making out one day after band practice, and had been cringing ever since. He didn't mind their pairing, but often found it embarrassing. Plus, his girlfriend, Leoté, had split with him recently, and he was finding it hard to deal with it. Jason had seen him alone most of the time, almost moping.
Shane didn't really understand. He was a very energetic person, and took little time to process people around him. All except Jason. Shane devoted all his time to his new interest, kissing him constantly and making sure he was ok. Jason was over the moon. His mouth erupted into passion when Shane kissed him, and he followed him adoringly.
Shane put his muscled arm around him, gently. He breathed in Jason's familiar scent and smiled. Every morning he woke up and snuck into Jason's room. He felt a little wistful every morning, seeing the handsome boy lying in his arms, unable to stress his feelings physically. The band's united Christianity forbade sex before marriage- their purity rings bound them to this willingly. But never before had Shane wanted it so badly. He was in love.
"Jason? What would you do if we didn't have the rings?"
Jason gazed up at Shane, playing with his dark fringe. He traced his fingers across Shane's perfect face. "I don't know. What would you do?"
He thought carefully. "I would- I'd like to-to- love you. Properly. Physically."
Jason's eyebrows raised alarmingly. He saw the lust and want in Shane's eyes. "Shane, no! There is no way. Don't bring it up." He got up. "I'm going to check on my birds."
Shane pulled him back into his arms quickly. "Please. Can't we just at least talk about it?"
"What is there to talk about, Shane? It isn't possible."
"I know we can't break our religion. But- there is a way…"
Jason gasped. "No way! You want to get-get married? Shane, I'm 20. You're younger than me. And you are way too young to get married. What about the band? You want to abandon Nate? No!"
Shane looked shocked, devastated, utterly destroyed. He leaned forward and buried his face into his arms. His shoulders shook.
Jason sighed. "Oh, Shane. I didn't mean to be so harsh. I'm sorry. Shane? Shane! I can't bear to see you like this!" he cried, embracing Shane warmly, planting little kisses along his neck.
Shane whipped around. "I don't care, Jason! I don't care! Just get out!"
"What?"
"What, you want to kill me? Reject me even more? Fine! We're through!"
"No! Shane- I wasn't- no! Come here. Let me explain."
Shane perched grudgingly on the edge of the bed, silently shaking with anger.
"Shane. We've been dating for, what, a few weeks?"
"A month and a half."
"Right. Sorry. It's just too early to tell if you're ready to commit. I've seen you, Shane. You've liked girls longer than this. You're a lover. Not a committed person."
"Jason, I was the one who kissed you. I know we're meant to be together."
"But- your future-"
"I don't wanna think about the future. Not today. Not tomorrow. I want to think about you. I'm ready, I can do this."
"You'll never have children."
"Neither will you. Besides, we can always adopt. Don't think, Jason. Just act."
Jason sighed heavily. "I'm still unsure."
Shane sneaked up behind him and they made out tenderly. Shane panted for air, laughing. "Changed your mind, yet?"
"Don't push me." Jason grinned, in bliss.
*
"You. Want. To. Get. Married." Nate repeated, speechless and blank.
"Do you think we should, Nate? He's too young." Jason asked.
"NO. No. You too are supposed to be friends. Why on earth do you want to get married?!"
"We love each other."
"Yeah. Of course. Well, I love my dog- should I marry him?" he said scornfully.
"Nate, come on. This is serious."
"I'm being serious. DON'T get married. You're wrecking his life, his future! Please, Jason. You don't understand the commitment involved. He can't deal with that. What brought this on anyway?"
"Um…" Jason blushed.
"Aw, dude! Sex? No way! That's gross, man."
"Nate. He's very passionate about this. It's important. A binding commitment for us both."
"Shane digs every chick, sorry, dude, in sight. He won't keep to it. I'm sorry for you both, but if you want that you'll have to commit sin. You are not marrying him."
*
"Shane, I've decided what's best."
He leapt up eagerly. "And?"
"Shane. I love you. We just can't do this. It is too sudden. But-" he added, seeing Shane's face fall. "I'm willing to risk my soul to make you happy. I'll forsake my ring."
Shane smiled. "Jason, you are the sweetest guy on Earth. But I think you made a mistake. I didn't actually want what you think I want, Jason! How stupid do you think I am? I just wanted to be with you. Physically, emotionally, eternally- but without breaking the rules."
Jason gawped at him. He rolled his eyes. "Then I guess we're back to secret kisses…"