Bare: A Pop Opera: The Promise of Forever (The Things Are Changing Remix)
[ Jason/Peter | PG-13 | 763 words ]
Peter considers life after High school, and what Jason means to him.
Original story: Five Happy Endings for Jason and Peter, tinheart, 398 words (#2 specifically).
Remix author: drifting_dream
The Promise of Forever (The Things Are Changing Remix)
Peter swayed lightly, comforted by the feel of Jason’s arms around him. The entire world could melt away when Jason held him. There was no outside to intrude on such a beautiful moment; no church telling them who to love, no school telling them who to go to the dance with, no disapproving classmates getting revenge on something that in no way effected them. Just Jason and Peter and the music playing in the background. Peter pressed his face into Jason’s shoulder, the mushy thwonking sound beginning all over again outside.
He relaxed again when Jason kissed the top of his head, humming the chords carelessly into his hair. How was it Jason who didn’t care now? Jason, who spent all that time worried about what others thought. Jason, who was always trying to impress everyone else. Jason, who went to the point of holding drugs that could have killed him, if Peter hadn’t forgotten his mask back stage and stopped him. This was the same Jason who now whispered nonsense in Peter’s ear about how it didn’t matter what anyone thought?
If the change came from Peter finding him back stage, or from Matt outing them, or from that small nod of approval Peter’s mother had given to him in passing, Peter didn’t know. But it was worth it to be holding Jason like this, hearts beating against one another and hips swaying together in time with the slow beat. He could let this go on forever, and with only a week of school left, he knew it would only get better. They would get out of there together, even if they didn’t know where they were going at the moment. They could get a place together; take community classes if Notre Dame didn’t want them any more, or if Jason’s parents wouldn’t pay for college. Besides, colleges always had a much more open environment. If the Catholic school didn’t want them, there were dozens of other schools with much more inviting people. They could get jobs to make ends meet, even if they weren’t the best jobs in the world. They would make it work. As long as they were together, life would be good.
“Peter... what are you thinking?”
“That things will be better after high school. Colleges are always more enlightened. You?”
Jason ran a finger over the collar of the other boy’s shirt, smiling seductively. “I was thinking about another prom night tradition...”
Peter lifted his head from Jason’s shoulder, looking up into his eyes with a small smirk of his own. That damn smile of Jason’s was so addicting. That look in his eyes that just told Peter there was something special about him, because Jason picked him-fell in love with him. Of all the people that wanted Jason, he loved Peter, even if he couldn’t say it.
“Yeah?”
Jason nodded, tilting his head down just enough so that their lips brushed. “Yeah.” He pressed their lips together, kissing him slow and deep, enough to make up for any lack of kissing that had happened in the past hours they’d been sitting in this basement.
Jason tasted like the promise of forever that Peter had nearly forgotten, and Peter like the foundation that as long as they were together, everything would work out, which Jason had almost lost faith in. Lips locked together, arms slinked around one another, and souls clicked in flawless harmony. Bodies moved together and the bliss that followed was just another electric reminder that life in one another’s arms was nothing but perfect.
Peter snuggled closer to Jason, his face once again pressed into the taller boy’s shoulder, hand resting over his heart and unconsciously tapping out the beat beneath his finger tips. “This is how every day should end.”
“It will.” Jason held back a comment about sex, knowing that Peter meant something much deeper than that, and kissed him lightly. Peter could feel Jason take a deep breath, didn’t have to look up to know the way Jason was looking at him. He caught that look all the time, before Jason always looked away and tried to be occupied. They knew what it meant, and, more often than not, it was able to go wordless. Until now.
“I really love you Peter.”
Something inside Peter exploded into a million bursts of sunshine, tingling down his spine and out to his finger tips, shining out in his smile. He opened his eyes, looking up at Jason. “I love you too Jase.” More than air or water or anything in the world.
Peter considers life after High school, and what Jason means to him.
Original story: Five Happy Endings for Jason and Peter, tinheart, 398 words (#2 specifically).
Remix author: drifting_dream
The Promise of Forever (The Things Are Changing Remix)
Peter swayed lightly, comforted by the feel of Jason’s arms around him. The entire world could melt away when Jason held him. There was no outside to intrude on such a beautiful moment; no church telling them who to love, no school telling them who to go to the dance with, no disapproving classmates getting revenge on something that in no way effected them. Just Jason and Peter and the music playing in the background. Peter pressed his face into Jason’s shoulder, the mushy thwonking sound beginning all over again outside.
He relaxed again when Jason kissed the top of his head, humming the chords carelessly into his hair. How was it Jason who didn’t care now? Jason, who spent all that time worried about what others thought. Jason, who was always trying to impress everyone else. Jason, who went to the point of holding drugs that could have killed him, if Peter hadn’t forgotten his mask back stage and stopped him. This was the same Jason who now whispered nonsense in Peter’s ear about how it didn’t matter what anyone thought?
If the change came from Peter finding him back stage, or from Matt outing them, or from that small nod of approval Peter’s mother had given to him in passing, Peter didn’t know. But it was worth it to be holding Jason like this, hearts beating against one another and hips swaying together in time with the slow beat. He could let this go on forever, and with only a week of school left, he knew it would only get better. They would get out of there together, even if they didn’t know where they were going at the moment. They could get a place together; take community classes if Notre Dame didn’t want them any more, or if Jason’s parents wouldn’t pay for college. Besides, colleges always had a much more open environment. If the Catholic school didn’t want them, there were dozens of other schools with much more inviting people. They could get jobs to make ends meet, even if they weren’t the best jobs in the world. They would make it work. As long as they were together, life would be good.
“Peter... what are you thinking?”
“That things will be better after high school. Colleges are always more enlightened. You?”
Jason ran a finger over the collar of the other boy’s shirt, smiling seductively. “I was thinking about another prom night tradition...”
Peter lifted his head from Jason’s shoulder, looking up into his eyes with a small smirk of his own. That damn smile of Jason’s was so addicting. That look in his eyes that just told Peter there was something special about him, because Jason picked him-fell in love with him. Of all the people that wanted Jason, he loved Peter, even if he couldn’t say it.
“Yeah?”
Jason nodded, tilting his head down just enough so that their lips brushed. “Yeah.” He pressed their lips together, kissing him slow and deep, enough to make up for any lack of kissing that had happened in the past hours they’d been sitting in this basement.
Jason tasted like the promise of forever that Peter had nearly forgotten, and Peter like the foundation that as long as they were together, everything would work out, which Jason had almost lost faith in. Lips locked together, arms slinked around one another, and souls clicked in flawless harmony. Bodies moved together and the bliss that followed was just another electric reminder that life in one another’s arms was nothing but perfect.
Peter snuggled closer to Jason, his face once again pressed into the taller boy’s shoulder, hand resting over his heart and unconsciously tapping out the beat beneath his finger tips. “This is how every day should end.”
“It will.” Jason held back a comment about sex, knowing that Peter meant something much deeper than that, and kissed him lightly. Peter could feel Jason take a deep breath, didn’t have to look up to know the way Jason was looking at him. He caught that look all the time, before Jason always looked away and tried to be occupied. They knew what it meant, and, more often than not, it was able to go wordless. Until now.
“I really love you Peter.”
Something inside Peter exploded into a million bursts of sunshine, tingling down his spine and out to his finger tips, shining out in his smile. He opened his eyes, looking up at Jason. “I love you too Jase.” More than air or water or anything in the world.