AARON & JACKSON
-1912-
"The Mirror"
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Aaron turned again surprised to see he was still there. He caught his gaze and smiled at him. Jackson smiled back.
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"Right then mate I'm gunna shoot off somewhere, you coming?" Adam told him with a smile.
Aaron hesitantly looked away from the handsome first class passenger back at his new friend. "Erm nah you're alright gunna stay here a while"
"You sure?" Adam asked.
"Yeah" Aaron smiled. "I'll find ya later"
"Ok, see ya" Adam said as he got up and walked away.
Aaron looked thoughtful as he took in a deep breath then turned back to look at the man, he was no longer there. Aaron sighed and got up, maybe he'd see him again, as he wandered slowly to the stern of the ship he realised that Adam was quite attractive actually, he hadn't really paid attention until they were sat talking, but he was definitely nice to look at. He ignored people as he walked the deck and just looked out at the ocean; it was a bright sunny day with wisps of clouds scattered in the sky. He was content, relaxed, it was an unusual feeling. At home he was the complete opposite, moody and violent at times, he was also quite but that was the only trait that stayed with him there on the ship, it was just the way he was. After walking for a little while he walked up a set of steps once again and walked onto the stern of the ship, there were a few benches around but beyond those a wide open area in a semi circle shape, with railings as a safety measure obviously. He continued walking to the rails and looked down at the water below. He frowned, he was never fascinated by anything at home, but now he was fascinated by the ocean and the ship, he couldn't fathom how something so large and obviously heavy was staying afloat, he wasn't a very well educated lad, school was never an importance. But now at eighteen he wished he'd gone more but family matters were important to him back then he wanted to help when and where he could, even if it was for Cain.
"Beautiful view isn't it?" asked Jackson as he stood beside the young man who had caught his eye, literally.
Aaron turned to face him Oh wow...his voice is even better than I imagined he thought to himself. "Yeah, it's amazing" he replied, he was reserved he had been since coming onboard, he had to be really. He looked at him curiously. "No offence or anything mate but why are you even talking to me?"
Jackson smirked. "I had a feeling you'd say that"
"Well it's true you lot don't talk to us, we don't talk to you"
Jackson nodded. "Yeah I know" he said in a sigh. "But I'm not like them"
"Obviously" Aaron said as he turned to look out at the view once again with a slight smile on his face. "I'm Aaron by the way, Aaron Livesy" he said as he glanced slightly in his direction, then finally met his eyes once again. Beautiful big pools of brown, he was lost in them, he quickly looked away and tried to act normal, whatever normal was when he'd been stuck by love at first sight, something he had never believed but if this was how it was meant to feel, this was definitely it.
Jackson grinned and nodded with a slight pout, he liked it. "I'm Jackson Walsh" he said as he held out his hand with a charming smile.
Aaron chuckled, thrown by Jackson's offer of a handshake but he accepted and took his hand and shook it firmly. "Nice to meet you Jackson" he told him softly but then frowned. "Okay, what did I do? Because people aren't nice to me"
Jackson laughed; his expressions were actually adorable especially when he scrunched his face in confusion which wrinkled his nose. "You haven't done anything except catch my eye, you seem friendly and it looks like you're travelling alone or has your friend just gone off elsewhere?"
Aaron did hear his words, and was overanalysing them, haven't done anything except catch my eye he played it back in his mind and the only thing he could think was, is he gay? Surely not, he was with a woman, the same woman Adam was gawping at earlier when they both first saw their respective crushes. "Oh I'm travelling alone" he nodded. "He's been my friend for all of a few hours" he told him. "We're in the same room, he's a nice lad, might aswell make friends otherwise this trip would be a very lonely one"
Jackson smiled, it was interesting; Aaron was in fact alone but seemed happy, he was with another two people on this journey but yet he was the one feeling alone, feeling that the journey would definitely be. But now his entire outlook on things changed, something told him Aaron was gay, well he was staring right at him and had smiled back, and it wasn't just a smile either it was a meaningful smile, a deep smile if that could make any sense, signs could be misread at times and with the time in which they lived people who were gay like he was didn't air it publically, did nothing of the sort to make others aware of their secret, but he needed to find out. "If you're happy you're never alone" he told him.
Aaron slowly began to nod. "Yeah, suppose I' am"
"Good for you" Jackson leaned against the railings and while he was looking out at the long, wide white trail the ship was leaving in its wake Aaron couldn't help but look at his backside. He smirked; he approved then did the same as Jackson and rested forward against the rails.
"Tell me something about you then" Jackson suggested.
"Erm" He scrunched his face. "I don't think you'd be interested" he scoffed.
Jackson instantly turned to him. "Try me"
"I live, or lived in a small village in Yorkshire, I used to help my uncle out from time to time, wasn't really a job, more like errands that he couldn't do himself"
Jackson's eyebrows rose when he realised what Aaron was meaning. "Oh right, how'd that work then?"
"Ah you know get involved with the wrong people, i got into a few scrapes, narrowly avoided being arrested on several occasions but my family name circulates frequently within the police" he chuckled. "We fight, scrape and scrimp for everything we have and enjoy every day, it was never easy though"
"I can imagine"
Aaron frowned at him. "With all due respect, can you really?"
Jackson sighed and shook his head. "No, I guess not" he replied thoughtfully. "Sorry I didn't mean to seem condescending"
"You didn't" he shook his head quickly. "It's just your world is completely different, you lot haven't got a clue, but" Aaron sighed, weighing everything up. "The fact that you're talking to me says a lot and I'm enjoying your company"
"So am I" Jackson smiled. "Oh err" he rolled his eyes and Aaron chuckled. "I-I-I mean I'm enjoying yours"
"Good to know" Aaron told him then blew out a deep breath. "On another note, I love this ship"
Jackson beamed and grinned. "Yeah?"
"Oh yeah, first time I've ever seen one and if it's the last I'll see that's fine" he smiled.
Jackson had an idea; he frowned as he thought it over. "I-I could take you on a tour if you like?"
"A tour?"
"Yeah why not?" he countered.
"Alright then" Aaron agreed happily and they both wandered off.
"Although don't take offense but you won't get into first class wearing what you are"
Aaron pretended to look shocked. "But these slightly boring and dull clothes are the high fashion I'll have you know" Aaron wore a white loose shirt but it defined his upper chest, on the lower half he wore beige corduroy trousers and a work type boot on his feet, they were very worn.
Jackson turned back to face him as they walked. "Yeah" he chuckled. "Not in this fake world you're about to enter it's not"
"Fake?"
"Oh come on you don't think?"
"Well, I dunno Jackson people are just born into a family with money and the cycle just continues, I wasn't that's all, I'm not jealous of them I just think the way some of them go on is disgusting, it's like I'm a piece of shit they just stepped in"
"Couldn't be more right, but just trust me when I say..."
"You're not like them" Aaron continued for him. "I know, I can tell" he smiled and followed him to a door on deck labelled 'aft first class stairway'. "Where are we going?" he said in an urgent hushed voice. "I shouldn't be in here"
"So you're with me" Jackson said as they walked down the stairs to the decks, he hadn't walked to his room from the aft of the ship before but he was sure he'd find his way, and once they got there they would be alone, his mum and Samantha would be having afternoon tea in the lounge – thankfully.
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Jackson opened the door to his suite and entered finding it was in fact empty, he was grateful for that. Aaron followed behind and looked around, clearly impressed, dark oak wood panelling covered the walls of the large interconnecting rooms, he could see doors leading off into other rooms, he wasn't sure how many. Paintings also hung on the walls; art never interested him so he didn't pay much attention. "Nah, my rooms much better" he laughed, as did Jackson, then a thought occurred to him. Why had he followed a complete stranger to his room? Would he really, just for the sake of a tour?
Jackson wandered off and returned seconds later with a suit hanging on a hanger. "It should fit you"
"It better had or this tours cancelled" he told him as he took it and walked into the room Jackson had just walked out from, he didn't close the door behind him.
Jackson knew he shouldn't but he did, he walked so he could see and what he did see aroused him to a point he had to move away.
Aaron now stood pulling on the black pristine trousers, they did fit he didn't need a belt. "Impressive" he called out.
Jackson didn't quite hear him so he moved back into the doorway. Aaron saw him in the mirror. "Oh I said impressive, they do fit" he explained again as they seemed to lock their eyes onto each other through the mirror.
Jackson swallowed hard. "Uh yeah, y-you need to try the shirt and jacket next though"
Aaron jumped embarrassed, forgetting he was topless. "Sorry" he apologised as he scrambled for the shirt.
Jackson smiled slightly. "Don't apologise"
Aaron stopped with the shirt in hand and looked back in the mirror, their eyes instantly staring into the others again. Aaron could certainly feel a connection, he knew what it was on his part, but on Jackson's he wasn't so sure.
"I erm" Jackson coughed to clear his throat and he pointed away from the doorway. "I'll let you finish"
Aaron nodded. "Sure" he replied softly and watched him disappear in the reflection of the mirror.
TBC...