YOU AND I - {jason}

[peter geoffrey ashton]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 340px; background-image:url(http://i583.photobucket.com/albums/ss279/legendskseeker/fk5qwnjpg.png); padding: 30px; border: #a0a0a0 solid 30px; ] we whisper words when we're alone at night OUTFIT CLICK TAGGED FOR LIV/JASON BABIESS~ he led jason away from the crowd as quickly as he could, smiling politely at people who tried to still hang onto him as he just kept moving. honestly, peter knew that the theater crowd was a giant community and when something happened, they took care of it together. he had been in so many huddles and group hugs and affectionate dog piles because of problems with a line or even something as simple as capturing the wrong emotion and whenever there was an issue, they worked it out as a group. but jason wasn't a normal part of the theater community. jason didn't understand the concept of working out problems in public and the theater community honestly didn't understand jason enough to help him. peter - well peter had known jason since they were both one year old and he had been helping him with his problems for as long as he'd had problems. no one was better qualified to help him. besides, he could help jason in ways no one else could and in order for those things to be done, they needed to be in private. so he didn't object to the classroom or the usual routine of making sure they were not seen or overheard. he just sat back and let jason do what was necessary because even if peter himself was freaking out, it was nothing in comparison to what jason felt. peter was used to the emotional attacks because of what happened on stage and he channeled those into his performances so that they worked in his favor. he had a feeling that jason probably hadn't figured out how to do that yet in the two instances he had actually been on his favorite stage. so he let him freak out and didn't worry about his own insecurities. he just focused on giving jason what he wanted and what he needed, placing both of their water bottles on the table so that when jason went in for the inevitable hug, they wouldn't get crushed. and hug him he did. peter wrapped his arms tight around him, pulling him into him for comfort and just trying to keep him as close to him as he could. jason needed him. he had his problems and that was fine and dandy but peter had the best form of self-expression that there was, even if it meant rehearsing jason's lines from time to time with the excuse that he wants to help them remember them without having to have a script around all the time. but jason...jason had very few outlets for his emotions and one of those emotional outlets was time spent with peter. so pete didn't complain or try to talk about his own problems. he just held his boyfriend and when he kissed him, returned with as much passion as he could find for him so that he knew he was there. that he would always be there. because he loved him so, so very very much. he was not prepared for jason's question when he pulled away from him though and his eyebrows immediately shot up. this was not about him. he did not want to get into his insecurities about what he feared his role in jason's life would be in the future because it wasn't important. he wasn't there then to talk about him or to cause his boyfriend any more stress. so he smiled and kissed him again lightly and said, "i know i'll always have a role in your life, jason." which wasn't a lie. a role in jason's life was guaranteed, no matter what anyone tried to tell him. he loved jason - he was his best friend as well as his boyfriend, someone that peter hadn't gone a day without since nursery school. there was no doubt that peter was going to be in his future because peter wouldn't allow it to be otherwise. the only problem was that he didn't know what that role was. but he didn't say that and he gave jason a warm smile to cover up any insecurities he may have. he needed just to be reassuring. not to cause anymore strife. "it's just a musical, jason. we're far stronger than those two, okay? i love you." he kissed him again. "and don't worry. i'm always going to be here. forever." i want to hear them in the morning light

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[jason elijah rowe]

He smiled weakly at Peter as he reassured him about the fact that he wasn't going anywhere and that he knew. "Well... if you did ever feel that way, you don't need to worry about it. I don't want to marry anyone i don't love, and I'm not interested in girls remember?" he said softly, then kissed Peter back with a lot of love and passion. Ugh he never wanted Peter to feel like he would end up not having an important part in his life. Their relationship was far more important to him than that. "And you better not believe I'd go sleep with one of them either, because it's not going to happen" he promised, letting his hands gently run along Peter's back. Somehow, despite Peter's words, he felt the need to reassure the guy he meant a lot to him. There was just something about that song that had shaken him and made him want to make sure Peter felt appreciated and loved.

Slowly he moved towards the desk with the water bottles on them and then sat down, pulling Peter with him, so they were sitting on the ground, him leaning against the desk and Peter leaning against him. Then he reached up and grabbed the water bottles, uncorking one of them and taking a drink, not really caring about who's it was, it wasn't as though they'd hadn't had a drink from the same bottle before anyway. "Damn I'm exhausted" he admitted with a soft sigh, but he seemed slightly less stressed out now than he was before they moved into the classroom. Just the time alone with Peter was helping a lot, time with his boyfriend always made him feel better. "Ugh I did feel a bit crowded in there. Do people always crowd you like that?" he was making random conversation, just trying to get his mind off the feeling he was left with from that song. The feeling that he was the worst boyfriend ever.

It was really just nice to sit here with Peter in his arms though, it felt really good and with the door locked and the blinds closed he felt they were alone enough not to worry about anyone finding out about them. There was always the chance someone would overhear them going past the door, but the thought didn't occur to him right now. "I mean they all seem pretty nice and all but it's a bit stressful" he didn't want to offend the setting his boyfriend loved so much. Sure he'd probably get used to it, but for now it was a little unnerving for him, in his crowd people didn't really touch each other much, unless of course it was one of the girls that liked to hang all over him but usually he just brushed them off, and they'd get the idea at least for a while. Just now he'd almost had to result to being rude in order to get away from a crowd who was of course just trying to be nice.

"Oh, were we done in there by the way? I don't want to slow anyone down or anything if there were more scenes to run today" he added thoughtfully before leaning down for a short kiss. What he'd give to just sit here for the rest of the night, avoiding class and working out and everything else. Or even better, what he'd do to be able to bring Peter back to their room and just cuddle up in bed for the rest of the night. As it was he just cuddled his boyfriend a little closer, his one hand playing random patterns on Peter's chest, just enjoying the closeness, allowing his eyes to drop shut for a bit. "Thanks, again, for just giving me a reason to get out of there for a bit. You always did know what I needed almost before I even knew it myself" he chuckled softly, though tiredly.

[peter geoffrey ashton]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 340px; background-image:url(http://i583.photobucket.com/albums/ss279/legendskseeker/fk5qwnjpg.png); padding: 30px; border: #a0a0a0 solid 30px; ] we whisper words when we're alone at night OUTFIT CLICK TAGGED FOR LIV/JASON BABIESS~ peter leaned back against his boyfriend just like the last time they were in the room together, closing his eyes as he let out a content breath. things with jason were not all fixed. he knew it. he knew this play was going to bring out parts of them that neither of them really wanted to acknowledge. he knew that they were going to have many moments like this in this abandoned classrooms and a lot like back in the theater when jason had exited on the side of the stage opposite to where peter was because he wanted to be alone. they were going to argue and things were going to be strained and then they were going to make-up and have make-up sex and things would work out. they were going to rehearse and then regret it, argue and apologize, and then they were going to do just what they were doing now. sitting down and talking in a private cove, separate from the rest of the world. just to take a breather and forget that anything bad at all existed. "in new york, you could marry someone you loved," he commented without much thought, realizing too late that this might set jason on edge. he tensed slightly before relaxing. no. he wouldn't get freaked out. this was their world. this was their private place. there were no arguments here. "honestly, though, jason, i know that i have a place in your future. you wouldn't hurt me like jason mcconnell." or he really hoped not. he didn't quite understand how it could be jason after all that had happened that ended up killing himself. if all of that had happened to him...if he had lost his soulmate and then been screamed at like that and if jason had cheated on him with a girl no less and then gotten her pregnant...he wasn't nearly as strong as the character his boyfriend was playing and he knew it. and maybe the director did, too, and that's why she made peter play jason. maybe she knew he wasn't strong enough. he chuckled slightly, though, at the mention of the closeness of the theater community and he reached up to cup jason's cheek as he kissed him, smiling against his lips as he pulled away from him. he loved being able to do that. he loved how it felt, how it made him feel, and he loved knowing that jason wanted it. there was nothing quite like it, like the love shared between them. it made him giddy in ways he couldn't understand and laying there with him, a peaceful moment in a public place, made him feel like everything in the world was perfect. "they are all kind of like that all the time," he admitted. "we're a tight bunch. you'll see more next time when we stick around afterward. or at cast parties." ah yes cast parties - where everyone got drunk and ten times touchier, which he hadn't known was possible until he'd attended one. he shook his head at the memory before chuckling again and kissing jason's jaw. "but don't worry about us leaving. we're done with those scenes and they would have followed us if we weren't. they're persistent people." he hummed contentedly along to the tune of 'you and i' as jason's fingers traced patterns on his chest, closing his own eyes again as he just tried to sit back and relax. jason needed him to be relaxed. he smiled to himself at jason's thank you. it was true. after knowing him for so long, peter had just sort of picked up a sixth sense when it came to his boyfriend. he stressed himself out so, so much...with hiding their relationship and his music and other academics and football and then the constant fear that came with staying closeted, jason always ran so much more high strung than anyone else he met. so he always tried to be there to be the stress reliever. the one to push crackers into his chest or to cuddle him when he needed it, the one who took his rougher 'game plans' to follow the euphemism when he was angry, the one to kiss all his fears away. maybe the instinct didn't go both ways but he had it with jason and that was what mattered. he liked to keep him sane; knowing that he was the one quenching all his fears kept him sane. "it's because i love you," he said, opening his eyes to look up at him. "we're just on the same wavelength. i'm always going to give you what you need. i think it helps to lessen your load, since i do so much less than you do. it's the least i could do." i want to hear them in the morning light

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[jason elijah rowe]

His thoughts reeled the moment Peter mentioned that in New York he actually could marry someone he loved. God, Peter had no idea how much he really wished they could do that. How much even the thought made his heart leap, but at the same time he was paralyzed by fear at the thought of having to let people know about the fact that he was gay. For a slight moment he tensed a little, feeling Peter do the same. That kind of comment had started fights between them before and he really didn't want to fight right now, so he forced himself to relax again and just hold Peter close. "Maybe.. some day... just..." he muttered, almost so quietly it'd be difficult even for Peter to hear him, it was more a comment he was making to himself. Pulling Peter a bit closer he kissed the guy's forehead. "I'm glad you know that, because I'd never even consider doing some of the things he does to the Peter in the play. Never." he said, using the statement 'some of' as a way not to lie, since he actually had considered the leaving the world part. Peter may think he was strong but honestly Jason felt weak about all of this. Very weak.

A smile crossed his lips against Peter's when he was kissed, he loved it when they could just sit like this and allow themselves to kiss and cuddle as much as they wanted without worrying about the rest of the world. It just filled him with the love he felt for Peter and it was overwhelming and a small sigh left him as Peter kissed his jaw. "mmm.. that just feels nice" he said in a dreamy sort of voice. "Always just as close and touchy huh? I guess I'll have to get used to it. Your usual crowd and mine are quite different that way. So the cast parties get pretty touchy huh?" he wasn't sure he liked the idea of that but he didn't allow that to show in his voice, at least this time around he'd be a part of it too and maybe, just maybe the situation would allow for them to be a bit more touchy in public as well, without people really noticing the fact that there was more than friendship behind it.

"Well at least I don't have to worry about the fact that they'd let us leave if there was more to do then. I'd hate to be the cause of a hold up in the rehearsals after all. I am the least experienced in this so I guess I still have quite a bit to learn huh?" he commented. He knew his limits and he knew this wasn't a world he would so easily walk into and understand. It was just so different from his own every day experiences. This musical was bound to cause some issues actually and he had a feeling there would be fights, makeup-sex, many more times like this, and times where he'd just need to be alone, especially after doing sounds like absolution and no voice. Even in practicing that left him broken for hours. Usually he'd practice them late at night so he could come back and just relax with Peter in his arms after wards. It had kept him awake a lot lately, thinking about the script and the similarities it held to them.

Opening his eyes he smiled softly at Peter when he heard him speak those three words that never failed to make him feel seriously happy. "I love you too Peter, I know I'm not always very good at doing the same for you, I'm just not very good at predicting things like that." he said softly, letting his hand slip under the hem of Peter's shirt to trace patterns on the actual skin, just to feel a bit closer. There wasn't really any sexual tension in the action at this point, just the need for closeness and wanting to make his boyfriend feel loved and cared for. "It helps a lot Peter, and I know I don't say that often enough, but it keeps me sane" he admitted and leaned in for another loving kiss. Unlike last time they'd been in here, right now the most important thing wasn't sexual tension, it was the intimacy and closeness that came with their relationship and their love. "You always know how to make me relax, no matter the situation. Even just seeing you when I get in at night does that. And... I mean... maybe some day... when things aren't so... complicated. You know.." he was trying to refer to the statement Peter had made about New York before, but he didn't want to make any specific promises either.

[peter geoffrey ashton]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 340px; background-image:url(http://i583.photobucket.com/albums/ss279/legendskseeker/fk5qwnjpg.png); padding: 30px; border: #a0a0a0 solid 30px; ] we whisper words when we're alone at night OUTFIT CLICK TAGGED FOR LIV/JASON BABIESS~ he couldn't help but feel a little disappointed about jason's reaction to his new york comment. of course, he hadn't been expecting anything better. how could he, when jason didn't even want to come out and say they were boyfriends? he certainly wasn't going to be putting a ring on his finger any time soon and though peter could live with that, it was still just a little disheartening to not get the reassurance that he wanted. it was easy for jason to say that he wanted to spend the rest of his life with him; it wasn't as easy for him to actually prove it. but he didn't dwell on the negative. instead, he tried to focus on the positive, the part where jason was assuring him that he wouldn't do some of the horrible things jason mcconnell did to his boyfriend. that reassured him. both jasons may keep their peters at by, but his jason would never leave him. his jason would never leave him like that. "i know you wouldn't," he grinned, smiling up at him. "we're stronger than that." and they were. even throughout all their bullshit, they were nowhere near as rocky as peter and jason in the musical. they had their problems but they also made it through high school. they had more privacy now, more freedom. they were no longer so restricted and it showed in how their relationship had flourished. jason's question about the cast parties brought a little smile to his lips, although it was something of a wary grin. the thing about theater kids was they were all extremely, extremely touchy. peter had never met a group of people who were so comfortable being all over one another. it always felt like there was someone grabbing his ass or sitting in his lap or holding his hand and while it was all friendly stuff, he wasn't sure how jason would react to it. not all of the people who touched him were girls; the environment that peter was in was much different than anything jason was used to. "touchy's a bit of an understatement," he told him with a slight laugh. "i always walk out of those things with the promise of marrying like four different people." realizing how that sounded, he kissed jason again tenderly, sweetly before hitting his jaw again. he had said that it felt nice, after all. "but it's all just fun and games. nobody actually takes anything that happens at those parties seriously." "you'll learn to fit in, though," he assured him. "i mean, how could you not? you're so funny and easy-going...charming..." he looked up and pecked his lips again. "attractive. they'll all be in love with you by the end of the week. we'll be fending them off with baseball bats." he paused for a second before adding, "actual...baseball bats....not...." he giggled to himself. always mature, that peter ashton. but other than his mix up with their terms at the end, peter had been telling the truth. no matter where he was, jason always seemed to fit in. people liked him. and why shouldn't they? he was perfect, everything that peter could ask for in a human being and more. the rest of the cast would soon grow to love jason as much as he did; he could just feel it. he feeling of jason's hand on his skin was enough to make him cuddle back against him and let out a sigh of contentment. this was perfect. maybe it wasn't their dorm where they could settle comfortably on a bed and cuddle until they both passed out, but it was the closest to paradise they were going to get outside of it. that's always what it felt like in jason's arms, though. paradise. absolute, complete paradise. he found himself beaming at jason's words, drowning absolutely and completely in his love for him, and he almost missed the hint he was getting by the end of it. but when it finally registered in his brain he turned to pull his boyfriend down for a deep, passionate kiss. the implication of new york, even if not spoken aloud, was enough to remind him why he loved jason so much. because jason loved him. in spite of all their fights and their arguments and their hiding, jason loved him and it was enough to keep him going for the rest of his life. "you are the most amazing man," he told him, hitting his lips with short kisses between his words. "and i love you. so much." he caught his lips for another, longer kiss. "i'm always going to be here to help you relax, jason. i promise you, throughout all this shit and all the complications and all the bad things that might come our way, we'll get through it. i will always, always be here. for better or for worse. in sickness and in health." i want to hear them in the morning light

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[jason elijah rowe]

Jason hadn't been blind to the fact that he could almost feel the disappointment in Peter when he hadn't jumped on the idea of getting married. It wasn't as though he hadn't thought about it. He sure as hell was ready to say he wanted to spend the rest of his life with Peter, it wasn't that. Again it was just the compete and utter fear of what would happen if anyone found out. One of his hands went to gently poke at an inner pocket in his jacket, pretending to be looking for something, he usually had some gum in there for one thing. However, for the last two months or so that same pocked had been holding another small item. A little box, with a soft fabric on it. It happened to be red and it happened to be holding a promise ring of sorts. One could actually go as far as to say it was an engagement ring of sorts. It was a white gold band with two hands holding a heart with a crown on top of it. The Basic idea was that if the wearer wore it with the heart facing in towards himself, then it meant he belonged to someone. It was as close as Jason was willing to go, but it was a strong promise. Along the bottom of the band was a row of diamonds, there were also some along the hem of what would have been the shirt and in the crown. As for the heart itself it was put together by two more than decent sized diamonds as well.

Was this the time he'd been waiting for? Honestly he had the feeling it was, first he'd wanted to wait for the right moment, then they'd been fighting the whole time, and now, well things were a mess and he was seriously exhausted, but it felt right. Before he got the chance though, Peter jumped right into the chat about the cast parties and he figured it could wait a few moments longer. A small frown crossed his face as Peter commented that things got touchy and that he usually ended up promising to marry like four people. He didn't like it one bit and despite his efforts not to, he did tense up a little. The idea of Peter promising he'd marry anyone else was not something he found amusing. Even if it was just as a joke. Despite himself though, he couldn't help but to respond to the kiss, and yeah that kiss was a bit reassuring and another contented sigh left his lips as his jaw was assaulted with more kisses. He couldn't stay upset with Peter even if he'd wanted to. He loved the guy way too much. "Well.. as long as you wouldn't actually go and marry any of them" he said, trying to sound like he wasn't seriously bothered by that idea.

"I don't know, honestly I'm not too comfortable with all that touchy feely stuff unless it happens to be with you" he admitted. It was true, he didn't really like it when the girls were all over him, and he sure as hell wasn't very comfortable with touches from other guys either. Oh yeah sure football was a bit of a contact sport but it was never of any sort of intimate kind. "but otherwise I'm sure I'll get along alright." he couldn't help but to smile a little as Peter kept listing his good qualities. "I'm not that great, I've been a lousy boyfriend lately." he said honestly. A hearty laugh left him though as Peter said they'd chase them off with baseball bats. "I imagine we'd chase them away just fine with or not so actual baseball bats too if we brought them out" he almost had to double over he was laughing so hard. "Though you're probably right, the actual baseball bats would probably be better"

Then the mood seemed to turn back onto the thoughts about New York and spending life together and he couldn't help but to kiss back just as passionately when Peter kissed him. "I'm not that great, I've been a bit of a jerk lately. But that doesn't change the fact that I love you Peter, more than anything." he pulled away a bit and shifted so he was facing the love of his life. Suddenly he felt extremely nervous and that slightly queasy feeling came back worse than ever. However this was something he wanted to do, and now was such a good time for it even if it wasn't some romantic get away moment. "Good because... I was hoping that..." he pulled out the little red velvet box "you'd consider being mine for the rest of our lives. I mean... it's not a proposal to go to New York... I'm not ready for that... hell I'm not even ready to tell the world yet... you know that.. but I was hoping that maybe... you'd still want to wear this... as a promise from me that it'll always be you for me. No one else."

[peter geoffrey ashton]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 340px; background-image:url(http://i583.photobucket.com/albums/ss279/legendskseeker/fk5qwnjpg.png); padding: 30px; border: #a0a0a0 solid 30px; ] we whisper words when we're alone at night OUTFIT CLICK TAGGED FOR LIV/JASON BABIESS~ peter laughed quietly at jason's comment about marriage. right - like he'd actually run off with any of the kids in the theater department. to be honest, they just weren't his type. they were loud, they were funny, they were everything that he was, but he didn't like people who were like him. in fact, that was why he absolutely loved jason - because he was everything he was not. where peter was awkward, jason was sociable. where peter was loud, jason was quiet. peter was excitable and spacey and spontaneous and jason was a little more calculated and helped to keep his feet on the ground and honestly? it was why peter loved him. peter loved him because without jason there was no one to pull him back before he could walk into a busy intersection or to tell him to get to bed when he knew he'd been working too hard on a piece or to sit there and play off his crazy stories with him in a way that was just amused instead of wigged out. peter loved jason because jason were all the pieces of a good person that he didn't have but didn't need because was there in his place. he was like an extension of himself, his perfect fit. there was no one else in the world for peter ashton. "no worries," he chuckled, pressing carefully placed kisses along jason's jawline. "none of them are really my type anyway." he grinned. "there's only one person in the world for me." and god wasn't that the truth. peter couldn't envision himself with anyone else. though he was afraid of losing jason, afraid of jason leaving him, afraid of everything that could go wrong with them, he knew that if he ever did lose his boyfriend, that would be it for him. he'd be done. no more dating, no more looking, no more love. maybe that was a little extensive since he'd never been with anyone but jason before in his life but he didn't care. if he didn't have jason rowe, then he didn't have a love life because if he didn't have jason then he didn't know what love was. he'd be nothing without him. there wasn't a person in the world who could ever replace him in peter's heart. even if he didn't get along with peter's friends. he knew jason was a lot different than he was - hell it was why he loved him. and he knew that getting him involved in the theater community was going to be hard. they were probably going to have a lot of moments when peter would pull jason off to calm him down, a lot of times when he just told everybody that he was sorry but he had a best friend to take care of. but he was okay with that. jason was just not used to all the touching and while peter wished he would be so that they'd have an excuse to be the way they were in a public setting, he wasn't going to push it. it wasn't who his boyfriend was. he got that. "i like that you're touchy with me," he grinned, "and i wouldn't like it so much if you were with everyone else. call me the jealous type but..." his smile fell a bit when jason said he was a bad boyfriend. "you're a wonderful boyfriend," he told him, planting a kiss on his lips. "and i'm not sure how far your baseball bat would send them running. i'm a bit of a fan." his amused smile sort of shifted into a look of genuine shock when jason pulled away from him and pulled out a small red box. accompanied with his words, it was all he could do not to keep his mouth from dropping open. when he had mentioned new york, he hadn't been serious. well, he had been serious but not then and there. later. when things were less complicated. when they were able to sort out their problems. of course the more he listened he understood that it wasn't an engagement he was asking for but a promise. but regardless it was enough to make that wide grin spread across his features as his entire body suddenly felt like it was lighter than air. a ring. something substantial, something peter could look at and know it had a deeper meaning. something that was theirs. "jason..." he didn't know what to say. he had so many emotions bubbling up inside of him. he wanted to just squeal like a little girl and jump up and down saying of course he'd wear it. he'd be a dumbass not to wear it. of course the sentiment was a little backhanded with jason saying he still wasn't ready but honestly peter was getting used to hearing that. so instead of getting mad he just kissed him again, long and slow and lovingly, cupping his cheek with his hand. "of course i'll wear it," he said, pressing his forehead against jason's. "jason i love you. i love you and this is something..." his voice cut him off and he smiled. "i just...it's not new york. but i don't need new york. not as long as i have you and this is..." he shook his head. "this is perfect. you're perfect. i love you so much, babe, so much. just...yes, yeah, of course. of course i'll wear it." i want to hear them in the morning light

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[jason elijah rowe]

Jason honestly wasn't quite sure what to think of the reaction he was getting from Peter. The guy looked completely stunned and for a moment dread filled him and the thought that he might not actually have done something right, and that this would start another fight about him not being ready to tell the world. It made his stomach to a very painful twist and his heart felt about ready to explode as he held a breath he didn't know he was holding. Then finally there was a smile, well not a smile, but a wide grin. Though still he kept keeping his breath, it wasn't a conscious choice, it was just something he did because he was so nervous he felt about ready to puke. Even when Peter said his name, he really wasn't sure what was going to come next. It was all a bit of a blur really. He wanted this so bad that he didn't quite know how to deal with it. Then he felt Peter's lips on his and he kissed the guy back, lovingly, trying so hard to express how he felt through that one kiss.

Finally as Peter said he'd wear it, Jason took a deep breath, finally realizing he'd been holding it, he was a little out of breath and took another few deep breaths before a warm smile of true happiness spread on his face, and ended in a full on grin. Suddenly though as Peter kept talking, he realized he'd not shown that he was going to wear one himself, at this point all he'd really said was that he wanted Peter to belong to him, but the whole point of this had been to reassure Peter that Jason would always belong to him. It wasn't to reassure himself that Peter was his, he knew that already. However, before he wanted to move on with this he needed to place that ring on his boyfriend's finger. Gently taking the ring away from Peter, he removed it from the box and then grabbed a hold of Peter's hand. Sliding the ring on so the point of the heart was facing Peter and placing it on the finger that would usually carry an engagement ring. "There we go, every time you look at that you'll know the meaning" he said softly. "I mean... I hope you want to see it as... well an engagement of sort. If I was ever going to marry anyone, it was always going to be you, and maybe... some day... it might. I just can't promise you when I'll be ready for that" he said quietly.

Then he proceeded to pull out another velvet box, this one was black, and when he opened it he revealed a ring somewhat the same as Peter's. This one was a lot more simple, and a lot more masculine than the one he'd just given away. The band had a simple Celtic design and there were no hands on his but the heart with the crown was there. There were no stones on his but all in all it was the same ring with the same meaning as the one he'd given away. He opened his mouth to speak but his voice came out more as a bit of a hoarse noise than anything else. Clearing his throat he tried again. "I'd like you to put this one on my hand." he said, still a bit shakily but he managed to get the words out. Hell this moment was so emotional it was insane, and it showed that the man who so often hid his emotions was unable to do so just then.

"I'd like you to put this one me so that we'll both belong to each other. Sure, we won't be telling anyone, and I know you want to do that, but think about it this way. The meaning of these rings isn't something that's a secret, anyone who looks into it could easily find out. Even if they don't look it up, every time someone looks at them, they'll see that we belong to someone. Someone who's not them." Sure, he was aware what he was saying was cliche and very sappy, but he couldn't help it, there was no way to say this without making it sound this way. "I love you Peter, and I want you to always be able to know that not only do you belong to me, but I belong to you. I promise I'll never take this off." he handed the box to Peter and held out his hand so the guy would be able to place it onto his finger. After all this was what it had been all about. Reassuring Peter that despite what he might think or feel, Jason belonged to him, always had. "Also.. I want you to know I've had this for... well since before the fight... it's not just something I got now because of that or the play or anything else..."