#scripted: jason

[strongxsurvivors]

continued from here / @pckdrop​

jason would have never wanted mike hurt because of him. he often thought about how the other would be far safer he wasn’t ever involved with him. but, he had to force himself not to think like that — mike would have beat his ass. unfortunately, no amount of not thinking about it made it no less true. the moment jason saw the man on top of his boyfriend, his body acted on its own. he felt fear and rage run through him, hitting the threat over and over again until realization hit him — the man was no longer trying to defend himself. he panted heavily as he looked down at the body that was not underneath him. he’d never killed someone before. bruce had always insisted that they don’t kill anyone and it was the reason why they didn’t use guns. he felt like he was under a microscope as he looked up at mike. “i— i think so,” it was clear he was shaken up, but he quickly moved forward to wipe away the other’s cheeks with his blood stained hands. “are you okay? did he hurt you?” mike was always his main priority.

[strongxsurvivors]

continued from here // @diiatribes​

silent tears freely ran down jason’s face as he watched the other, heart feeling as if it were quaking in his chest. he wasn’t sure how to stop the overflow of emotions that were now pouring from him. they’d waited too long to be expressed and now he was stuck with overwhelming mike with them. his hands reached up to cradle the other’s face, thumbs brushing against his cheeks to wipe away the other’s tears. he hated seeing mike cry and blamed himself for every tear that fell. “you tried as hard as you could. and, even if you did find me, he would hurt you too. i would never be able to live knowing he did anything to you, understand? you did your best,” he comforted, pulling mike into a tight hug as he buried his face into the boy’s hair. “i love you. i know i’m an asshole and what everyone says about me is kind of true, so i don’t blame you for thinking i would cheat on you. but, i’m telling you now that i would never, ever do that to you. i’m all yours and i’ll only ever be yours. even if you end things between us forever, i would still only love you.”

[strongxsurvivors]

continued from here // @diiatribes

jason found comfort in mike’s words, feeling his heart ease as he was unknowingly holding tension in his chest. he’d feared that mike wouldn’t love him any longer after what had happened — that he would view him in a different, weaker, and tainted light. his lips moved slightly slower, passionately grateful for the boy he held close. he would never admit the conflict of emotions and thoughts brewing inside of him, but he had a feeling that mike already knew about them. “i love you so much. i can’t ever lose you,” he whispered, lips moving along the other’s jaw to his neck in order to place gentle kisses to his flesh. he was warm and soft and jason wished he could simply melt into the other. his hands pushed up mike’s shirt slightly, dipping beneath to feel the skin that had been concealed. “i want you to know that you’re perfect. i’ll always find you perfect. i’m so sorry i’ve been so distant. it doesn’t mean anything. i’m just—” he said, voice cutting off with a shaky sigh before he kissed mike’s shoulder. “i want to show you that i’m not scared.”

[strongxsurvivors]

“ this isn’t funny. stop it. ” / closed meme starter for @diiatribes​ / mike to jason

jason’s brows furrowed as he looked the over again. there was an uneasy feeling in his chest. he really had no idea who this person was — was he trying to mess with him? “i’m not trying to be funny,” he said, taking a step back to put some distance between the two of them just in case this stranger was trying to pull something on him. he was still recovering from being captured by a group of men who ultimately worked for the joker — he couldn’t trust anyone. “what do you want? who are you? i’m tired of you fucking with me right now,” he warned, gaze narrowing on the other.

[strongxsurvivors]

@diiatribes​ / continued from here.

jason’s jaw clenched. he hated not knowing what it was that triggered such a bad nightmare for his boyfriend, but he kept his mouth shut. if mike didn’t want to talk about it, then he had to respect that. plus, what could he do about it realistically? it was imagined and the other was right — it was just them in this moment now and all was fine. he reached over and pulled mike into a tight and protective embrace. “yes, nothing else matters. i love you so much more. i would and will do anything for you. nothing will EVER stop me from being by your side, okay? nothing,” he said seriously, looking into the other's eyes to help convey the determination that tightly clenched his heart in his chest. “when life gets easier, when i get better for you, when i’m rich and able to provide for you, i’ll ask you to marry me. all of your lame friends that hate me can come. we can have the nerdiest wedding and have all the music you like playing for our first dance. wouldn’t that be nice?”