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I'll grab some boxes, too. Don't wanna just throw those into a bag.

yeah
can't have that happen

Hey, I know you care about your books.
Luckily I have a mostly unused bookshelf.

definitely going to come in handy

It's totally yours.
I mean, everything here will be yours too, of course. Even my security codes.

[ The ultimate sign on Jason's trust, honestly. ]

sounds pretty serious, babe

It totally is.
I hope that's ok.

yeah
i mean
wouldn't have said what i said if it wasn't

I know.
Sorry. My shitty brain just having to check and like, fucking reassure myself.

yeah
i know how that is

Helps a lot that you get it.

I'm pulling up to your block. Gonna knock on your door instead of breaking in this time.

you're a sweetheart

I try <3

[ A little while later there's indeed a knock on John's door. ]

[ when he gets the door, he stands back a little because. well. he wasn't lying about the smelling like sewer part, since he'd more or less just gotten in and all when he'd received those messages from jason. ]

Sorry. I... should probably shower first or something. I fucking smell.

[ Jason's got some boxes and a cup of coffee in hand, which he holds out to John as he comes inside and moves back close to him. ]

Yeah, you do. But I still want a kiss.

[ taking the coffee, he huffs a laugh. ]

Right now? Or after the shower?

Right now, you jerk. I was fucking worried about you.

[Jason pulls him in for a kiss. He doesn't give a shit if John smells, he's just relieved to see him again.]

[ mindful of the coffee there in hand, he laughs a little against those lips but kisses him back. hard. intense. like they tend to be with each other. ]

Sorry. [ a murmur. ] Guess after that talk about what happens to mutants and the whole if I go missing thing... probably didn't help.

[ It's hard, intense and another reassurance that John is standing here, safe and alive. Even after kissing him like this, Jason still wants to stay close, resting his forehead against John's.]

Wasn't your fault. But... yeah, that definitely made things feel more urgent.

[He had already started a wall of research even before that though- which he'll see when they get to his place. But he definitely amped it up when John didn't reply back right away.]

My place is the second most secure spot in Gotham, and I've got a lot of shit from the first most secure place, so... you'll be safe.

Mm. Got my big strong man to keep me safe, huh?

[ it's said with a quiet little smile there on his lips and he lets his eyes fall shut as he rests his forehead against jason's. just for a couple seconds, he doesn't want to stink the other up, no matter how fine he seems to be with it. ]

But I'm not walking into your place smelling like this.

Damn right.

[Jason kisses him again before he pulls back, giving John a nod.]

Go shower. I'll put the boxes together and start packing up your books if you don't mind. I don't know what else you wanna put in bags or boxes so you can do that, or just let me know what I can help with.

Just my clothes. [ a beat. ] And candles, too.

[ he's told jason before how he likes having them around as a means to feel safe and in control. sure, jason has fancy security and all, but john still needs a flame to manipulate and having candles lit is always the easiest way to grab hold of it. ]

And the candles. You got it, babe.

[He remembers, and he'll gladly have candles around if it helps John feel safe.]

Alright. Go shower.

Thanks, babe.

[ and he means it. he really is thankful for him. ]

You're welcome.

[He's just relieved he can be here for John in any kind of way... and that he'll get to have him closer.

Shit. Moving in together. That's a big thing.

Once John goes to shower, Jason puts the boxes together and goes over to the bookshelf, carefully starting to pack up the books, looking them over as he does so.]