âEventually it does. Though it happened after I made a friend. His name is Angel and well, he kind of looks out for me.â Peyton admitted. Though he does the same for Angel as well. He shrugged his shoulders. âThereâs always going to be hateful people in the world. But when you have a friend to help you through it all. It makes life a lot easier.â
jasper nodded his head slowly, smiling at his response. âangel. thatâs fitting, âcause heâs kind of like your guardian angel.â he said, rubbing his bruising arm from where one of the boys had grabbed him. he felt calmer, despite being in a strangerâs home.
âSorry.â Peyton apologized. He probably should have warned the boy that it would have been a little cold. âItâs not a problem. I used to be in the same situation. Getting bullied and everything by scums.â Peyton said as he rolled his eyes.
he shook his head, no need to apologize. âdoes it ever stop?â he asked, his voice soft as he questioned him. he knew the boy mustâve been out of high school now, and as he made it into his last year he often wondered if it was something he could leave behind. âlike, do people still mess with you after you leave that hell?â
âYou donât necessarily have to mention that part.â Peyton said as he gave the male a smile. He then placed his hand on Jasperâs chin as he dabbed a little bit at his eye at first. Then he pressed the bag to his eye. Though he was careful about it, trying not to hurt him more in the process.
jasper took a deep breath as he dabbed at his eye, jumping a bit as he felt a rush of cold. ât--thanks for helping me, by the way.â he said, âi donât really know anyone else that wouldâve done that for me.â
With a broom in her hand, Celeste moved around the bakery cleaning up broken glass and ceramic debris while singing quite dramatically Castle On A Cloud. When she looked up she noticed she had captured some attention. âIâm not always like this just so you know.â
jasper laughed, âyou kind of reminded me of snow white.. or, someone. who ever cleans up broken glass whilst singinâ,â he said with another chuckle and a shrug. âwait, are you closed?â
needing to answer a phone call, graham had to find a quiet place to do so and apparently the best one he could find on such short notice was behind the high school, near the dumpsters. not pleasant by any means, but it was enough. the younger male standing there wasnât something he expected, however. âiâm not â why would you think that?â it was only then that he noticed the other seemed to be a bit out of breath. the call was put on hold. âwhat happened?â
jasper turned around quickly, his eyes going wide as he looked at the older male. âsorry, i-- i wasnât expecting someone else to catch me back here.â he sighed, biting on his nail in worry. âjust some kids.â
As they entered Peytonâs home he hurried into the kitchen and grabbed a zip lock bag and put some ice in it. He then wrapped a towel around the bag and hurried back over to the boy. âIf your parents do see it you could always just say you were clumsy and got hit by something. If you donât want them to know.â Peyton explained. He motioned for Jasper to sit down and smiled. âMay I?â He asked as he motioned for him to put the ice on his eye.
âhit by somethinâ shaped like a fist.â he said, trying his best to make a joke out of the situation as he watched peyton put ice cubes into a plastic bag. once he sat down, he pulled one leg up to his chest, the thought of the dirt from the bottom of his shoes getting spread around the chair yet to cross his mind. âmmmhm,â he murmured back, closing his eyes.
Angel eyed the male, waiting for him to say something. It really was none of his business to know, or question; but he wasnât just about to let the kid get his ass kicked for not apparent reason. âyou donât just beat someone up because you donât like them.â he commented with a sigh. âare you okay though?â
jasper bit the inside of his cheek to keep himself from snapping back. he knew the reason, or the probable one, he just didnât understand it. âiâm fine,â he said with a half smile that soon faded away. âitâs nothing you have to worry about, really. you probably have stuff to do.â
with arms full of tupperware bins filled to the brim with cookies, a grin rested on her face. â in spite of the whole earthquake and everything else going on, i made great great grammy gardnerâs special chocolate chip cookiesâ and a lot of them too, just in hopes to cheer everyone up. so, please..take as much as youâd like.â
âare you sure?â jasper questioned as he looked into the tin, licking his lips. âyou donât want to save them for your family?â
âNah, itâs not too bad. It may look a little more bruised tomorrow though. Those guys were jerks. Trust me, Iâve been there done that.â Peyton said as he shook his head. He smiled as he gently grabbed the other maleâs hand and pulled him along to his home. âBetter to put ice on it sooner than later.âÂ
when the other boy reached for his hand, jasper surprisingly didnât show any hesitance as he held on, tightening his grip as he walked the distance by his side. âyeah, youâre right,â he said, âjust donât want my parents to see, you know? i donât want them to worry about me.â
Angel sighed deeply, stopping just at the dumpsters. âIâm not going to hit you,â he breathed, shaking his head. pointing at the other, and then motioning back to where he was running from he asked; âare you okay?â what the hell was all that?â
he looked at the boy in front of him. his first desire was to tell him it was none of his business, but maybe he was trying to help. after all, he wasnât on the other side of the building asking what had happened. âthey just-- never liked me. they just want trouble.â
Peyton held his hands up in surrender as he heard the male say that. âI wasnât with those people that did this too you. Iâm not going to punch you.â Peyton told him. He gave the male a small smile as he walked up to him. âHow about we get you some ice for that eye?â
when peyton held his hands up, jasper felt his heart begin to race again. âoh,â was all he could say before reaching towards his eye and wincing as his fingertips touched the bruising area. âitâs not that bad, right?â he asked. despite being battered, he held his head up high. he didnât want the scars to remain after battle. that was one thing heâd grown tired of. âyeah-- yeah. iâd like that.â
Victor looked confused by the others words âI wasnât going to punch you â actually, I just wanted to see if you were okay? I saw what happened.â
jasper didnât know why the first emotion he felt when he heard the words âi saw what happenedâ was embarrassment. he sighed, running a hand through his hair as he looked at the person in front of him. âjust.. pretend you didnât. itâs no big deal.â
Celeste had heard running and commotion off to the side of the school. She knew it was probably better not to get involved but curiosity got the best and her and she found herself playing spy as the sound came rushing past. Seeing him alone she started to come towards him. âOh⌠Iâm not with them.â she started not knowing where she was going with this,âAre you okay? Is there anything I can do?â
when he heard a delicate voice, he knew it wasnât the person he was running from. he turned slightly, bruised eye facing the other direction as offered her a small smile. âiâm fine,â he said, his voice cracking with a lie. âthey just wanted to start shit.â
jasper could hear their laughing behind him as he ran off, his breath going jagged as he reached the dumpsters behind the high school. when the next thing he heard was footsteps, he stood. frozen. âifââ he started, not even looking back, âif youâre back to punch me again, why donât you just do it already?!â
hello friends !!! iâm super excited to be here and bring my baby in. if you want to plot / connect our characters in any way, feel free to message me, otherwise hereâs a lil bit about jasper.
a scorpio
literally no meaning behind that yet cause my characters somehow also end up being pisces but jasper is a special bean who just turned eighteen!!!!! october 27th
gay af
head canon is that he came out to his family on his sixteenth birthday but itâs very much open to change to fit around the family, etc etc
very feminine, doesnât give no fucks
is often bullied in school though and itâs starting to make him feel insecure about who heâs becoming
homophobia tw: when he came out to the clark youtube audience at seventeen, word got out in school the next day and he was knocked unconscious trying to stand up for himself in a fight, he tries not to live in fear since then but it still gets hard for him
he has a lot of friends who are girls, doesnât really fit in with the boys but if your muse is a boy and wants to befriend him pls feel free to do so
currently in his last year of high school
doesnât know what the hell heâs doing afterÂ
loves to paint in his free time
a gentle, innocent little baby
except when it comes to anything nsfw
what who said that
actually loves youtube and is probably the clark kid who enjoys vlogging the most
is starting to work on his own youtube channel
iâm sure thereâs more and iâll add it if i think of it and/or remember to add it !
plus iâll make a bio page thing soon maybe thatâll have it all on it
