> Phone is, once more, discarded.
> You barrel up the stairs at record speeds and launch yourself into the bedroom, out of breath. Upon spotting Vriska, you propel yourself forward and knock her flat against the bed with the force of your crushing hug.
"YES!!!!!"
> You're in the process of getting up to go downstairs and see him when you hear his thundering feet, and you barely have time to lift your head to look at him before he's tackling you down again.
> You wouldn't necessarily complain, though.
> Your arms settle around him and, after you've caught your breath, hug him tight against you. Yes. Thank god, you thought he wouldn't remember or--or something.
"Okay," you say softly, and that sounds really dumb but you don't know if you can get out anything else. "I love you, Jake."
> You hug him harder, and your throat feels weirdly tight.
> You're so fucking happy.
