Boyfriends
Title: Boyfriends
Fandom: Bare
Characters: Peter, Jason
Pairing: Peter/Jason
Rated: PG for language
Summary: Peter and Jason try to figure out what's next after their kiss.
Author's Note: I was rereading the fic in which I wrote their first kiss and holy shit the paragraph describing their kiss was awful! Ah well. I think this fic works with basically any first kiss, but this is the one that I had in mind when I wrote it. I think I prompted someone with something similar to this, but they never wrote it. So sorry if you were going to! You still can write it if you'd like!
Warning: Some curse words! =O
Jason wakes up to the alarm he wakes up to every day, in the bed he wakes up in every day, and across the room from the boy he wakes up with every day. But something is different today. The events of last night have changed today, and probably every morning from now on.
Peter is already awake. He’s facing in the opposite direction, but his breathing isn’t as slow and peaceful as it is when he is asleep, so Jason can tell. He can tell that neither of them wants to be the first one to get up, but one of them has to be. Since Jason was the one who started it all, he decides it’ll be him. “Morning, Peter.”
Peter rolls around to face him, pretending that he’s just woken up. “Oh, good morning Jason.” Peter looks like Jason feels. Happy, relieved, excited, but at the same time nervous and frightened. He bites his lip, and Jason thinks about how cute he looks doing that. He feels guilty for thinking that, but then he realizes that if he doesn’t feel guilty for kissing those lips he shouldn’t be feeling guilty for thinking about how cute Peter is.
“Uh...sleep well?” This is awkward. It wasn’t awkward kissing. Why is it awkward now? Maybe Jason should kiss him again to end the awkwardness. But would that make it awkward?
Peter nods. “Yup.” He keeps nodding, like he’s on of those bobbleheads. Then the head stops. “So...should we talk? About last night?”
“Yeah,” says Jason. But it’s not like he knows what to say for this kind of thing. He figures he’ll just let Peter talk and then they can kiss again. That seems reasonable.
Peter gets up from his bed and begins pacing. He takes a deep breath. “So, I don’t know about you, but last night was really good. It’s...it’s something I’ve been wanting for a while. Shit, it feels so weird to be telling you this. I mean I’ve liked you since freshman year but I never dreamed that you would like me the same way. Well...I dreamed it...a lot...never mind, I just...I’ve liked you for a while and didn’t think you liked me. And I’m glad you like me too. But, like, now what? What are we now?”
“Uh....” Jason’s confused now. What are they now? “What do you want to be?” Holy fuck, he’s bad at this. But Peter seems to be the one that might have an idea about how stuff like this works.
Peter shrugs. “I don’t know. I mean, are we going to keep up with this kind of thing?”
God, yes he does. “If you want to.”
“Okay.” Peter nods like he’s a detective and Jason just gave him a clue to a mystery.
“So then, are we like going out?”
“I guess so?” Jason really has no idea what is going on with them, but if going out means that he gets to kiss Peter some more, he’s all for it.
“What does that make us? Like...lovers?”
“Lovers?” Jason scoffs. “Lovers? That sounds so gay!”
Peter laughs at him. “Isn’t that kind of the point?”
“Oh yeah.” Jason blushes. “But I think we should be called something else. Lovers makes it sound so melodramatic.”
“Yeah, I guess you’re right. So then are we just boyfriends?”
Jason considers this. “Boyfriends...” That sounds about right. Having a boyfriend doesn’t sound sinful or wrong. Plenty of teenagers have boyfriends; just most of them are girls. “Okay. We’re boyfriends, then.”
Peter smiles. “Cool.”
The two just stand there for a little bit, smiling at each other. Finally, Jason decides that he needs to be blunt about what he’s been wanting ever since they stopped last night. “Hey, Peter?”
“Yeah?”
“Now that we’re boyfriends, can we make out some more?”
Peter laughs and walks close to Jason. “Well what kind of boyfriend would I be if I said no to that?” Jason presses his lips against his Peter’s and wonders if having a boyfriend will always feel this good.
Fandom: Bare
Characters: Peter, Jason
Pairing: Peter/Jason
Rated: PG for language
Summary: Peter and Jason try to figure out what's next after their kiss.
Author's Note: I was rereading the fic in which I wrote their first kiss and holy shit the paragraph describing their kiss was awful! Ah well. I think this fic works with basically any first kiss, but this is the one that I had in mind when I wrote it. I think I prompted someone with something similar to this, but they never wrote it. So sorry if you were going to! You still can write it if you'd like!
Warning: Some curse words! =O
Jason wakes up to the alarm he wakes up to every day, in the bed he wakes up in every day, and across the room from the boy he wakes up with every day. But something is different today. The events of last night have changed today, and probably every morning from now on.
Peter is already awake. He’s facing in the opposite direction, but his breathing isn’t as slow and peaceful as it is when he is asleep, so Jason can tell. He can tell that neither of them wants to be the first one to get up, but one of them has to be. Since Jason was the one who started it all, he decides it’ll be him. “Morning, Peter.”
Peter rolls around to face him, pretending that he’s just woken up. “Oh, good morning Jason.” Peter looks like Jason feels. Happy, relieved, excited, but at the same time nervous and frightened. He bites his lip, and Jason thinks about how cute he looks doing that. He feels guilty for thinking that, but then he realizes that if he doesn’t feel guilty for kissing those lips he shouldn’t be feeling guilty for thinking about how cute Peter is.
“Uh...sleep well?” This is awkward. It wasn’t awkward kissing. Why is it awkward now? Maybe Jason should kiss him again to end the awkwardness. But would that make it awkward?
Peter nods. “Yup.” He keeps nodding, like he’s on of those bobbleheads. Then the head stops. “So...should we talk? About last night?”
“Yeah,” says Jason. But it’s not like he knows what to say for this kind of thing. He figures he’ll just let Peter talk and then they can kiss again. That seems reasonable.
Peter gets up from his bed and begins pacing. He takes a deep breath. “So, I don’t know about you, but last night was really good. It’s...it’s something I’ve been wanting for a while. Shit, it feels so weird to be telling you this. I mean I’ve liked you since freshman year but I never dreamed that you would like me the same way. Well...I dreamed it...a lot...never mind, I just...I’ve liked you for a while and didn’t think you liked me. And I’m glad you like me too. But, like, now what? What are we now?”
“Uh....” Jason’s confused now. What are they now? “What do you want to be?” Holy fuck, he’s bad at this. But Peter seems to be the one that might have an idea about how stuff like this works.
Peter shrugs. “I don’t know. I mean, are we going to keep up with this kind of thing?”
God, yes he does. “If you want to.”
“Okay.” Peter nods like he’s a detective and Jason just gave him a clue to a mystery.
“So then, are we like going out?”
“I guess so?” Jason really has no idea what is going on with them, but if going out means that he gets to kiss Peter some more, he’s all for it.
“What does that make us? Like...lovers?”
“Lovers?” Jason scoffs. “Lovers? That sounds so gay!”
Peter laughs at him. “Isn’t that kind of the point?”
“Oh yeah.” Jason blushes. “But I think we should be called something else. Lovers makes it sound so melodramatic.”
“Yeah, I guess you’re right. So then are we just boyfriends?”
Jason considers this. “Boyfriends...” That sounds about right. Having a boyfriend doesn’t sound sinful or wrong. Plenty of teenagers have boyfriends; just most of them are girls. “Okay. We’re boyfriends, then.”
Peter smiles. “Cool.”
The two just stand there for a little bit, smiling at each other. Finally, Jason decides that he needs to be blunt about what he’s been wanting ever since they stopped last night. “Hey, Peter?”
“Yeah?”
“Now that we’re boyfriends, can we make out some more?”
Peter laughs and walks close to Jason. “Well what kind of boyfriend would I be if I said no to that?” Jason presses his lips against his Peter’s and wonders if having a boyfriend will always feel this good.