A Book By Its Cover
Readers parents are very snobby and don’t think Jason is good enough for them. So whenever you bring Jason over for dinner at their house...It dosent go well.
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You knew it was an absolutely horrible idea. Jason also knew it bad a horrible idea. No matter what though, you couldn’t say no to your mother.
She basically threatened you. At least that's what you told Jason. You wanted more than anything for your parents to see the good in Jason, just like you did.
You thought that by influencing you to bring Jason over your mother and father were ready to try.
Oh how terribly wrong you were.
“Oh dear, you’ve finally shown up! I see you moving away from home hasn’t changed your ability of never being on time! Come in!” Your mother said you rolled your eyes and grabbed Jason’s hand.
He of course wasn’t thrilled with this comment and stared daggers at your mother as you walked through the house. You elbowed him and smiled you knew that this was unfair to him, dragging anyone here is unfair, so you made a promise before you came.
If this dinner didn’t go well like the many dinners before you would cut your parents off. They always had been cruel to you and if they couldn’t be kind for one dinner then you didn’t want anything to do with them.
So far you weren’t off to a good start. Unbeknownst to you, however, was that it would soon get much, much worse. Really though you should've known.
”Y/N your fathers in the sitting room perhaps you and Jackson could go and see him while I make dinner?” your mother said playing completely oblivious of her mistake.
Miraculously she always got his name right when she was telling you what a bad choice he was.
”Mother its Jason.” you said exhausted you'd just gotten here and you already knew this was the last time you were gonna see them.
Maybe your father would be better, Ha.
You looked up at Jason worriedly. You felt so bad forceing him to do this. As you walked he looked down at your worried eyes and stopped you.
“I’m fine Y/N. I’m used to it.” He whispered out. You shook our head and ran your hand through your hair. “That’s the thing Jason you shouldn’t have to be used to it! This isn’t fair to you!” You loudly whispered back you hated the way your parents treated him. Like he was nothing but a nuisance.
“Y/N it’s not going so good, this may be the last time you ever see your parents the last thing I want you worrying about is me. Try and spend time with them even if they’re total idiots who treat you like absolute shit. You won’t have to deal with them much longer.” He said while throwing a glare back at your mother. Obviously still angry from her earlier comment.
You sighed and then nodded your head. He smiled at you and bent down to kiss your head. You blushed and grabbed his hand then countinued your trek to the sitting room.
“Hey pops you in here?” You yell in as you open the door a crack.
When you peak in what you see is certainly not what you expect. Yes, your father is there but so is a young man who’s sitting in the leather chair across from your father laughing and drinking scotch.
Looking up from the man across from him your father looks at you and smiles. “Darling you’re here! Come, meet Charles!” He says waving you over completely ignoring Jason.
“Charles this is my daughter Y/N that I've told you so much about and Y/N this is Charles De Silvia he is the son of the man that owns the company I work for.” Oh no no no. You could see we’re this was going and you were about to shut it down but before you could your mother burst through the door in a grand way like she usually does.
“Dinners ready! Come now to the dinning room! Oh Y/N I see you’ve met Charles, how splendid.” This is only going to get worse. You looked up at Jason to see how he was reacting to all this and...you’ve never seen him so angry. He looked ready to rip somone apart.
Before you could calm him down your mother reached out with an iron grip and grabbed your wrist and, not so surprisingly, grabbed Charles as well.
She dragged you away from Jason and you threw him a pleading look as you went. Jason started to stalk after you but you saw your father put a hand on his shoulder stopping him.
Your mother continued to drag you and Charles to the dining area where she promptly sat you two side by side. Your mother than left to grab the food.
After a long pause Charles turned to you and smiled. “So your father tells me that-“ he started but you gave him a blank look and then said, “Look that guy in there is my one and only, I don't know what my father said or my mother and frankly I don’t care.” You said quietly hoping your mother wouldn’t hear it.
You were unlucky though and you heard glass shatter you lifted your head and saw your mother red-faced and your dinner surrounding her feet.
“Y/N! How could you!” She screamed walking over quickly.
“Mother I’ve told you repeatedly that I love Jason, you're the one refusing to listen!” You scream back standing up and meeting her halfway.
“He’s a waste! He’s not good enough to be apart of this family! I’ve tried and tried to get you see this but since you won’t see common sense...If, if you don’t break up with I’ll...cut off your savings! You’ll never get another dollar from us!” She yelled back you stared at her for a minute then laughed.
“Keep you it not only would I do anything for Jason, I don’t need your useless money. Your not gonna buy me, I’m not something to be owned, mother.”
Suddenly she reached up and slapped you. For such a small lady she certainly hit hard. You fell back and caught yourself on the table.
You heard a yell behind you and you saw Jason giving your mother a murderous stare. He stalked towards her but before she could reach him you stood in front of him and grabbed his face.
”Jason its ok don't waste your time on her.” you whispered to him. somehow your mother still heard you.
”See that ruffian was going to hurt me! Your own mother how could you allow that!” she screeched you turned to her exasperated ”Do you have the ears of a bat woman!” after you said it you laughed a bit in your head but then returned to the situation at hand.
”Ok enough of this nonsense.” shocked you turned your head to look at Charles and surprisingly he was glaring at your mother.
“You and your husband told me I was here to help with a business deal. Really you were trying to set me up with your, currently dating someone, daughter?” he said very calmly and if anything that seemed to terrify your mother even more than if he’d yelled.
“W-well you see...” she started but your father came into the room stopping her.
“Y/N stop this please. You’ve given your mother and I enough grief this....thug doesn’t deserve you, darling. You deserve somone..somone with more-“
“More what father, Money? With more pointless toys? With more side woman than a rapper? Do you honestly want that life for me!” Tears streamed down your face. ”Then you don't love me at all!” No one could seem to understand how much Jason meant to you and you were done trying to show them.
You whirled around and grabbed Jason’s face crashing your lips together passionately. After a couple of very tense seconds you pulled apart and without sparing your parents a glance you grabbed Jason’s giant hands in your small ones and pulled him out of the room.
Once you were out you broke into a sprint leaving that house not even bothering to look back.
You let Jason hope on his bike first and then you got on quickly wrapping your arms around him in a very tight embrace.
He stayed there for a minute allowing you to sob into his back. When your tears slowed he turned towards you with sympathetic eyes.
“Y/N...we can talk about this when we get home for now though...you need your helmet.” He cracked a smile and you giggled a bit and grabbed the helmet he was handing back to you.
“Ok Jason.” He turned back around and waited for you to be situated before putting on his own helmet.
Then you were off. One good thing about this bike you always thought was its speed. It always got you home quicker or maybe time just passes by quicker when you’re crying so hard.
When you got back to your shared apartment Jason immediately hugged you after shutting and locking the door. With the comfort of his arms you were never afraid to let it all go.
You cried for hours and he sat there holding and kissing you the entire time. He’d already asked Bruce for the night off so he wasn’t needed unless there was an emergency. Which for one there wasn’t.
You had Jason all to yourself and that made you feel better than anything else.
“Do you want something to eat, baby?”
Ok, maybe not anything.
