( ♑ our muses go out for coffee together ) ( ☦ my muse trying to cheer up your muse ) - for jason!!
♑ our muses go out for coffee together
it was not as though he was completely oblivious to the dating scene– it was more of it being a little bit too late since the last time he went out with someone. he definitely likes her, he knows that, and he can only hope that she feels the same way too. he’s a bit relieved that coffee was the subject of their first date as compared to another party, where they first met. though he’s still a bit nervous here and there, he definitely feels more comfortable now.
so, as he holds the two cups of coffee in hand, he takes in a deep breath, you will not fuck this up, vega. and there he goes, settling the coffee down on the table with a grin, “i heard the coffee’s here really good.”
the cold afternoon surely didn’t matter much, especially when there’s warm coffee and the occasional heat spreading across his cheeks as the two spent their day.
☦ my muse trying to cheer up your muse
the solemn look and frown suggests that she might not be in the best state and jason’s almost panicking. he wonders if he’s to blame for the sorrow written on her face, but he pushes the thought aside as he scoots closer to the girl. hesitance is very evident in the way his trembling fingers are moving to clasp around her shoulder, very so gently pulling her by his side.
“i.. i’m not exactly sure what’s going on. but, uh–..” his voice is slightly above a whisper as the pad of his thumb rubs against the smooth of her skin. he clears his throat, nervousness crawling onto each and every word that leaves his lips. “but i just want you to know that i’m here for you, yeah? and that you’re safe with me.” and when he does gets it out, there’s a wave of relief that washes over him.
“you’re safe with me.” he repeats, and the piercing silence that once filled the room now bursts with tranquility.
