You're Asking Me about the weather? P2
Pair: Jackson/Ashley
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: don't own them, don't know them, haven't met them. I just like playing with them :)
“That had to be the most embarrassing thing I’ve ever done.” Ashley giggled, shaking her head as the cast left their ‘cat-class’. Jackson chuckled in agreement, locking eyes with Ashley.
“You make a cute cat though.”
“Uh…thanks…I guess?” She raised a brow as Kellan swung his arm around her waist.
“Jackson’s right, it helps being tiny.”
Ashley quickly swatted Kellan’s chest.
“I’m not that tiny, I’m 5’5!”
Jackson smiled politely as he watched the two of them. He couldn’t quite figure them out. He assumed they were dating; always giggling together, touching and joking with each other. He wanted so badly to know if they were a couple, but he didn’t know how to ask without looking like he had a huge crush on Ashley. Of course he did, but best she didn’t know it yet.
As he watched Ashley leave with Rachelle he took the opportunity to talk to Kellan. Maybe if he was subtle about it he could figure out where he stood with her.
“Kinda feisty for 5’5, isn’t she?” He began.
Kellan laughed.
“Oh yea, that one’s a firecracker.”
“Yea? You two uh…together?” Jackson frowned as he spoke. Smooth. Subtle. Not.
Kellan laughed again.
“God no, she’s like my sister. Eww!” His laugh stopped.
“Why, you got a crush?” Kellan eyed Jackson. Jackson wasn’t sure what to say. It was quite obvious that Kellan was fiercely protective of Ashley, and a lot bigger than Jackson.
“Well uh…I…she’s just…nice is all.”
Kellan smiled.
“Dude you’re totally smitten aren’t you?”
Jackson was sure he’d blushed. He had never been that good a liar.
“I guess…”
“Hey between you and me, you seem like a really great guy. She could use someone like that. I’m never a huge fan of anyone she dates, but you, I definitely would approve of.”
Jackson laughed now.
“Thanks. I think.”
A few days passed, and as Ashley got off the phone with her mom there was a knock at her apartment door.
“Coming!” She called, hopping off the bed and going to answer it.
Her smile grew as she saw Jackson standing on the other side, cheeks once again dimpled as he grinned. Ashley could feel a million tiny butterflies releasing themselves into her stomach as he spoke.
“Hey wifey.”
“Wifey?” Her nose crinkled in confusion.
“Yea, it’s a lot less formal than ‘wife’ and it suits you, it’s cute.” He grinned.
She giggled too, suddenly shy.
Had Jackson just called her cute?
“Well thanks…hubby?” She giggled, shaking her head.
“I think I’ll stick with Jackson, it sounds cuter.”
Jackson’s dimples flashed again as he smiled, and Ashley had to fight to keep herself from melting into a puddle in front of him. Perhaps realising her discomfort he extended his hand.
“How ‘bout Starbucks, on me.”
Ashley took his hand willingly, deciding in that moment that he could lead her anywhere.
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: don't own them, don't know them, haven't met them. I just like playing with them :)
“That had to be the most embarrassing thing I’ve ever done.” Ashley giggled, shaking her head as the cast left their ‘cat-class’. Jackson chuckled in agreement, locking eyes with Ashley.
“You make a cute cat though.”
“Uh…thanks…I guess?” She raised a brow as Kellan swung his arm around her waist.
“Jackson’s right, it helps being tiny.”
Ashley quickly swatted Kellan’s chest.
“I’m not that tiny, I’m 5’5!”
Jackson smiled politely as he watched the two of them. He couldn’t quite figure them out. He assumed they were dating; always giggling together, touching and joking with each other. He wanted so badly to know if they were a couple, but he didn’t know how to ask without looking like he had a huge crush on Ashley. Of course he did, but best she didn’t know it yet.
As he watched Ashley leave with Rachelle he took the opportunity to talk to Kellan. Maybe if he was subtle about it he could figure out where he stood with her.
“Kinda feisty for 5’5, isn’t she?” He began.
Kellan laughed.
“Oh yea, that one’s a firecracker.”
“Yea? You two uh…together?” Jackson frowned as he spoke. Smooth. Subtle. Not.
Kellan laughed again.
“God no, she’s like my sister. Eww!” His laugh stopped.
“Why, you got a crush?” Kellan eyed Jackson. Jackson wasn’t sure what to say. It was quite obvious that Kellan was fiercely protective of Ashley, and a lot bigger than Jackson.
“Well uh…I…she’s just…nice is all.”
Kellan smiled.
“Dude you’re totally smitten aren’t you?”
Jackson was sure he’d blushed. He had never been that good a liar.
“I guess…”
“Hey between you and me, you seem like a really great guy. She could use someone like that. I’m never a huge fan of anyone she dates, but you, I definitely would approve of.”
Jackson laughed now.
“Thanks. I think.”
A few days passed, and as Ashley got off the phone with her mom there was a knock at her apartment door.
“Coming!” She called, hopping off the bed and going to answer it.
Her smile grew as she saw Jackson standing on the other side, cheeks once again dimpled as he grinned. Ashley could feel a million tiny butterflies releasing themselves into her stomach as he spoke.
“Hey wifey.”
“Wifey?” Her nose crinkled in confusion.
“Yea, it’s a lot less formal than ‘wife’ and it suits you, it’s cute.” He grinned.
She giggled too, suddenly shy.
Had Jackson just called her cute?
“Well thanks…hubby?” She giggled, shaking her head.
“I think I’ll stick with Jackson, it sounds cuter.”
Jackson’s dimples flashed again as he smiled, and Ashley had to fight to keep herself from melting into a puddle in front of him. Perhaps realising her discomfort he extended his hand.
“How ‘bout Starbucks, on me.”
Ashley took his hand willingly, deciding in that moment that he could lead her anywhere.