Jackson fucking St James. What's it to you
i’ll bring a blood bag around so you can tell that I’ve eaten something Kota.
Are they going to be okay….?
They should be.
I… Okay… good…
What’s going on?
Tabby’s going into surgery for broken ribs and collarbone and Ains…was bitten by wolves, Jack.
Are they going to be okay….?
Stefan sighed and kissed Jack’s forehead. “I don’t like this shirt anyway. Go for it, Sprout.” He held him closer and laughed a bit. Honestly, they could be watching whatever and he’d be fine with it. “Sure.” He started the movie over and held Jack closer again. “Love you, Sprout.”
Jack chuckled and allowed the tears to silently roll down his cheeks. He could hear the beginning of the movie and he mouthed along with it into his brother’s shirt. He chuckled slightly as Mouth said his first lines and closed his eyes, happy. “I love you too, Paul.’
Stefan knew he needed to express more to his brother. He really, honestly, did love the younger vampire, and would sacrifice himself if it meant it would save him. This was proven by the fact that he’d run into that building and gotten some pretty bad burns because of it. He’d heal and he’d scar, but it really did not matter. He got into Jack’s room and jumped in surprise as he suddenly had an armful of Jackson. He gingerly hugged the vampire back. “That’s what brothers are supposed to do, Jack.” He murmured. “But you’re welcome. Get back in bed.” Stefan ushered the still-injured vampire back into bed and laid down on his back, pulling Jack close like he used to do when the boy was still a child. “So, you know, I’ve never seen this movie.” Stefan said softly.
“still… I didn’t know and it was such a… I don’t know.” He exhaled shakily and attempted to stave off tears. “I thought… You were gone and then you show up and I find out all these things I didn’t know… and… God, thank you.” He allowed Paul to shuffle him back to the bed. He leaned back into his shoulder and grinned. “well, I never get tired of it so, let’s start it over?”
He stared at the computer screen as blood red flow dripped down his face. He couldn’t believe what he was reading. Someone had always cared… Even when it didn’t seem like it someone had always cared about him and taken care of him. He stood slowly and moved to get a wet rag before the blood could stain anything and wiped his face. He slowly shuffled back into the main room as Paul walked in and he stared at him, at his brother before moving forward and wrapping his arms around his neck and carefully pulling him into a hug. ‘thank you Paul… Thank you for everything…”
