So…the pictures are up! Charlie and Jason through their lives… they're on my profile.
I had my first half time show yesterday…so much fun!
Even if we did lose 27-0 and I'm so sore I feel like laying down and just passing out…I did good.
Anyways, right now would be a great time to throw me some ideas. There are going to be aseries of 'Habits' Jason develops and if you guys have some ideas as to what kid they should be drop a comment?!
As always, Enjoy! And REVIEW!
EVENT: The first new Habit
JASON: Sixteen.
The first time…Charlie shrugs it off.
He assumes that it's just a temporary thing. That soon, Jason will snap out of it and stop.
That was the first time.
The first time that Charlie watched in shock and horror as his boyfriend lit a cigarette.
The second time…Charlie speaks up.
They're walking towards a local diner silently when Jason pulls out the white and orange stick.
Charlie frowns and asks Jason to throw it away.
Jason only looks at him lazily before scoffing and placing it between his lips.
Charlie's hurt…but can see the hurt that still clouds Jason's eyes. He sighs and grabs the other's hand tightly but doesn't say anything else.
The third time…Charlie snaps.
They were in Jason's car.
They'd driven to the drive in theater that was a few miles out of the city limits.
Jason had pulled Charlie into a searing kiss half way through their movie and had started an hour long make out session.
Charlie had found his way over to the other's lap and was enjoying the act of affection when Jason pulled away as if he'd been burned and started gasping for air.
Charlie had been confused at first but watched as his spouse reached over to the center consul.
Jason pulled out a box and a lighter and suddenly Charlie'd had enough.
"Don't." the blonde grits out.
Jason only looks up at him with panicked eyes as he shakily pulled out a cigarette.
" Jason…I'm serious. Don't." Charlie reaches up to pull the lighter away but gasps when his hand is swatted to the side roughly.
"Don't do that Charles." Jason growls out, his blue eyes darkening as he fumes.
"Jason…" Charlie stares at him for a second before shaking his head and crawling out of the car.
Jason watches in shock before getting out as well.
The blonde is already walking towards the exit.
"Charlie! Where are you going?" Jason shouts as he jogs over.
"Stay away from me." Charlie mumbles when Jason tries to grab his arm.
"Where are you going?" Jason's voice is back to normal.
He's confused and his voice cracks with worry and fear.
"Anywhere as long as you're not there." Charlie growls out.
He knows he's being harsh but…at that point he just didn't care.
Jason knew how much he hated smoking.
Yet he had the nerve to act so rudely to him just to keep at the habit.
"What? why?" Jason asks.
At this, Charlie freezes and turns around with a glare.
Tears have started to roll down his cheeks and Jason blinks in utter shock.
"Are you really asking me that? Jason I'm done. I get it; you're upset about Bruce. So am I , so is everyone! But you're attitude is…it's just too much. I can't take it." Charlie whispers out.
"What are you talking about?" Jason demands with a frown.
"You grades are slipping! You're hurting people while on patrol! You talk back to your parents all the time! You don't care about me anymore! And you're smoking! Jason I've had it!"
"That not true…I…it's helps. It helps okay? Smoking…makes me forget about why I'm so angry."
"I don't care Jason. It's wrong of you to do it. You promised that you wouldn't do any sort of drugs. You've broken that promise. It's a habit that you won't be able to break if you don't stop now. You know I hate smoking…I tried to deal with it…but I can't. And if you can't deal with that then…I'm sorry but goodbye." With that, Charlie starts walking again.
Jason is frozen on the spot.
He's confused…he's shocked…and he's scared.
He was losing Charlie.
"Charlie wait!" he calls.
The blonde shakes his head and keeps walking.
"Please, Charlie!" Jason catches the other's sleeve and pulls him back.
Charlie stumbles but turns to face Jason anyway.
"I'm sorry…I…I found them in the Batcave. I knew it was wrong of me but…I took one and then I went to the roof of the complex. I lit it and…I couldn't stop. It made me feel better. So I bought a pack of my own. And before I knew it I was lighting one every night. I'm sorry Charlie…I…I'll stop. I promise."
With that, Jason pulls Charlie into a hug.
The blonde frowns when the stench of tobacco filters from Jason's jacket into his nostrils.
"Stop…if you're going to do that then…God… take a shower. Brush your teeth, clean your room, and wash your clothes. Because Jason, for the past month I've smelt nothing but tobacco on you."
"It's not that bad!" Jason defends with a shocked frown.
"It's bad." Charlie grumbles. "So you'll stop?"
"Yes. I promise."
But he doesn't.
Charlie knows.
Every time Jason picks him up for school, the blonde can smell the foul atench from a recently finished cigar.
With every goodbye or hello kiss, the nasty taste lands on his lips.
Every time they hug, Charlie holds his breath to not have to breathe in the smell.
And slowly…Charlie starts to break.
He starts to give up.
It's when Jason decides that he wants to kiss Charlie after having very recently smoked that Charlie finally speaks up again.
One press of the lips and Charlie sighs and pushes the ebony away roughly.
"What the hell?" Jason asks with a frown as he tumbles down form the bed and onto Charlie's floor.
"You liar! You think I'm an idiot?!" Charlie explodes and throws his pillow at the hero, his accent so thick now that Jason has a hard time understanding.
"What are you talking about?"
"I can smell it on you Jason! You haven't quit. And the fact that you've been lying for the past month with so much ease is sickening! I'm done. Get out."
"Charlie no I-"
"I said get out."
"I'll quit."
"I don't care. Nor do I believe you! Jason just get out."
"Charlie please."
"You had your chance Jason. You blew it." With that, Charlie stands form his bed and walks over to his closet.
"Charlie…" Jason stands and walks over to the blonde. "Charlie please I-" he's cut off by something being shoved into his arms.
"Take it…take it and leave."
Jason looks down to find a box.
"What is this?"
"This isn't the first time I've thought of standing up to you. I've been ready for this for a while. That's all your stuff. Get out." Charlie mumbles emotionlessly before walking to his desk.
"Charlie…please…please don't do this." Jason pleads, his eyes watering as he drops the box to the floor.
"My mind is made."
"What if I stopped? What if I proved to you that I was clean?"
"You're addicted Jason. You think I don't know that every time you 'have a phone call' you're really going outside to have another?"
"I can quit. I swear I can. Just let me prove it to you."
"And how will you do that?" Charlie asks with tears in his eyes. "Jason I love you, okay? I can't hide that. I thought you loved me too…or at least cared enough to stop. But when you didn't even try…it said enough. I'm done."
"Just give me one more chance."
"Why should I?! So that I can get my hopes up again?! So that I can hope and pray that you'll be back to normal? So that I can settle for the idiot you've become and wish that you were the boy I fell in love with when I was fourteen? I don't think so Grayson. Go away."
"I can be that guy Charlie. I'll prove it to you."
"Get out."
" I will prove it to you."
With that, Jason rushes forward and presses a quick peck to the other's mouth.
Charlie makes a disgusted face at the faint taste of tobacco and Jason makes sure to remember that face for motivation.
"Don't forget your stuff."
"Keep it. I gave it to you." Jason whispers before walking out of the room.
Once he's sure that Jason is long gone…Charlie allows himself to break down beside the box of Jason's belongings.
The blonde sobs as he shifts through the memories of their past.
He pulls out an old slip of photos from the mall's photo booth and chuckles shakily at the memory of their first official date.
Jason had taken Charlie to the mall's theater to watch a movie…the ebony had insisted they get pictures as a memory afterwards.
Their poses are strange.
In one, Charlie is mid laugh while Jason has his eyes crossed.
The second shows Charlie kissing Jason's cheek.
In the third, their positions are switched and…the fourth shows them pecking gently.
Charlie can see the obvious blush on his cheeks and he sobs harder.
That was the Jason he wanted back.
The goofball that could make him laugh when he thought he'd never smile again.
The snarky teen that could push his buttons and make him melt at the same time.
The Jason that was happy with their relationship the way it was…not the Jason that forced them to be the perfect couple the media seemed to want.
Charlie just wanted Jase back.
But his new habit…it had broken through the last line…it was time to …give up.
Or at least…that's how Charlie saw it.