"Hey," he protested, raising his eyebrows a little, "I know tons of elderly who do the crosswords in that piece of garbage every day. So, ha." Jacob mustered a laugh, but there was nothing he disliked more than making jokes about himself, because they were never genuinely jokes. It was all simply sugar coated truths that essentially consumed his being as he hid behind a laugh. Of course writing for a Newspaper wasn't exactly the ideal job he wished for himself as a boy. It was writing, which fell under the category of what he desired to do, but in all honesty he couldn't care less about the events he mindlessly droned on about. No one picked up a newspaper unless it was for their pure bred chihuahua to take a piss on it, and even that was rare. Jacob was content, regardless. Content with his stressful job, content with the lack of readers, and content that his dreams were simply that- dreams. He was once so driven, especially the time of his life when Rose was still alive. She encouraged him frequently to become the writer he wanted to be, to write a novel and actually publish it. He was almost chapters away from finishing a decent novel once she died, making him lose all his drive as if she took it with her. Ever since it was untouched on his untidy desk where he wrote about the local High School's homecoming dance being a blast this year. And that was okay. It was all okay. To block out his thoughts that seemingly corroded his brain, he pulled Tegan closer while being greeted by the scent of her perfume he always loved, especially when it lingered on his pillow in the mornings. A smile drew to his lips as they danced with not much care to who was watching while the drizzle slowly formed into light rain. Drops collected on Tegan's eyelashes, somehow enhancing the color of her hues. Jacob Hart was absolutely smitten. There was something so intoxicating about Tegan June Elton, and he found himself always belligerent in her presence. The best way to explain the way she made him feel was like seeing the first shed of light after years of night. She was what filled the void and made him whole again, and no one, not one single person, could ever have a place in Jacob's heart like her. But at her mumbled words, he couldn't help but to smile down at her, a bit devious in a sense. "Thank you," he said jokingly, repeating the words she told him after he proclaimed his love for her the first time. His smile turned into a small laugh as he lifted her chin, placing his lips gently against hers that tasted slightly like rain. "You should know by now it is I who is the one who loves too much, Elton." And it was true. Jacob loved far too much for his own good, this being the reason why his heart broke so drastically. It was never a slight crack, but always shattered shards of himself. The music began to cease while the rain became persistent. Jacob prolonged the dance for a moment, then finally took a step back, holding onto her hand while giving her a warm smile. He nodded his head towards where they parked and asked, "Wanna head out?"
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