#para;jackson

[levidanielshfap]

@badassjacksonhale

Levi was wandering through campus, looking mostly for people to help him out at the shelter, but also checking up on some of his environmental club people. He was looking down at his phone, answering a text, when he accidentally ran into someone. “Shit, sorry!” he said, looking up.

[matts-daehler]

The Last Goodbye || Matt & Jackson

This was it. This was going to be perhaps the hardest goodbye. Matt was leaving in just a few days, everything all packed up, almost all the loose ends tied. But he’d been putting this off. He’d put off saying goodbye to his best friend because he knew this was going to be unimaginably painful.

But he couldn’t put it off any longer. He didn’t want to show up just as he was leaving, so he had to do this now. He had cried last night just thinking about this goodbye. Wyatt had been painful, yes. Paul had been painful too. But he shared a connection with Jackson that he didn’t share with anyone else on the planet. He had been Jackson’s master, and Jackson was the only other kanima he knew. He’d gotten used to not being around Wyatt, and his friendship with Paul was relatively new, but leaving Jackson might just hurt most.

Matt made his way to Jackson’s house, and once there, knocked slowly.

[matts-daehler]

Liquid Therapy || Matt & Jackson

Matt stopped by the liquor store, using a fake ID (as all his IDs were nowadays) to buy some more cheap vodka. Just like Jackson liked. How is it that even when slightly drunk (as in, finished a bottle of vodka on his own in half an hour), he still knew what booze Jackson liked? Cuz they were married, obviously. Jackson's little slip of calling himself Matt's wife was the greatest thing Matt had heard, and thinking about it now made him a little bit happier.

For all his fighting, for all his insistence and being annoying, for all his "I don't know why"s and "I just need you"s, all it took was Nasir saying that it was over for good for him to accept it. He knew Nasir wouldn't lie about that. It hurt like hell, felt like his own claws were digging a hole in his heart, felt like Prometheus getting his liver pecked out day after day. But what was the point of trying anymore? Nasir said it was over.

"Jacks!" Matt said, knocking on his friend's door. "Jacks come here!"