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Gotta go about breaking that bed in properly, right?

[ said with a laugh under his breath, he pulls open the passenger side door and drops himself into the seat, closing it shut beside him as he settles there — settles in this car that's going to take him away from here and somewhere else entirely. somewhere he can maybe really feel safe and at home for once in his life. ]

Fuck yeah we do.

[His smile grows wider as he gets in the car, starting it up and heads toward his place, relieved to have John with him. No matter what, this feels good. It feels better than anything else ever has.]

And like... what's mine is yours, ok? Anything I have there, it's all for you too.

Oh no. Now we're starting to sound married.

[ laughing a bit, he shakes his head and picks at his bottom lip a little while he sits there. thinking. ]

Do we like... need food or something there?

[ That makes him laugh a little too, shaking his head. Married. What a thought. He never thought he'd be moving in with anyone either though, so.... yeah. ]

Oh... yeah, we absolutely do. I've got like two things in my fridge right now and one of those things is beer.

[ it's best not to think about it. ]

Should we... stop off somewhere for some shit?

[ a slow glance over to jason. ]

I've got some cash on me. Not honestly earned, but. Didn't think you'd care about that anyways.

You're right, I don't care about that. We do what we gotta do to survive and that's all that matters.

Speaking of not honestly earned, though... lets drop your stuff off first and then we can go shopping on foot, cause this car is not honestly mine either and I gotta return it.

[He does the same kind of slow glance over at John. They really are something, huh.]

[ well if that just doesn't get him to bark a laugh. ]

Jesus. Talk about two peas in a pod.

[ because... really. they really are just that in a lot of ways. ]

[ Really, they are, and he knows how fucking lucky he is to have someone who can just laugh with him about this shit. ]

That's us.

[He doesn't drive as fast as usual- better not to tempt fate. When they get to his place he parks around back and gets out, taking the boxes out of the back and heads to the front with John. He starts undoing his security system, glancing at John.]

Uhm... another heads up- and hopefully not something that's gonna cause our first fight- I've got a few things up on my evidence boards that kinda... sorta relate to the government and the Sentinel program. Mutants. I started to look into it. I just don't want you to be surprised, or... you know. Angry.

[ grabbing his duffel bag and other things he'd tossed in the backseat, he glances over to jason rather curiously when he goes and says that — slings the strap of the duffel bag over his shoulder and shuts the car door, heading over, heels scuffing against the ground as he does. ]

I mean... as long as you're not keeping some list of mutants or hunting them for some side cash...

John.

[He gives his boyfriend a look, pushing the door open once he gets the security undone, leading them inside.]

Opposite of that.

[He's gonna hunt those government motherfuckers instead.]

[ slight tilt of his head, he follows in after jason, letting him lead the way, adjusting the strap of his bag some as he goes. ]

You sure you wanna go digging around in that? The shit I could tell you isn't pretty.

[ things he's heard... things he's seen. ]

I know it isn't pretty. And I'm sure. Can't hurt to find out more about what's going on.

[Once inside he locks up again, then puts the boxes down so he can open the laptop on the counter up and disarm the second set of security. This place really is like Fort Knox.]

I'm working on simultaneous things, so don't worry. It's not like I'm obsessively stuck on that.

[ coming up behind him, he runs the pad of his thumb under the strap there against his shoulder, looking around the place before he looks back to jason doing what he needs to do there on the laptop. ]

So should I just keep the things I hear to myself then? Since you're not obsessed and all?

[ Jason lifts the boxes back up and heads for the stairs, glancing at John. ]

...I'd rather you told me. It would really help.

Not right now though, ok? Let's get you settled in.

Wasn't planning on right now anyways.

[ because it can be a lot sometimes. things that keep john up... or make him have nightmares. but, seeing how they're not discussing that right now, he follows again with his stuff, heading up the stairs. ]

[ It can definitely be a lot, and Jason's gonna cover most of it up when they get inside, just cause he doesn't want it always in their faces. He tends to do that when John comes over anyway. All the gruesome details don't need to be out there when they're having a nice time together. ]

Good. I want this to be nice for you.

[He gives John a small smile, cause he knows he's being corny again, but he can't help it. He lets them into the apartment, setting the boxes down in the main room.]

You can put your stuff in the bedroom. There are some empty drawers you can take. I don't got a lot of stuff.

[ stepping into jason's place— their place? wow. that's... something alright. either way, he stands there and takes a look around — watches as jason goes and sets the boxes down. shifting his bag there a little, he looks over in the direction of the bedroom and gives a short nod. ]

Okee dokee then.

[ which, with that being said, he takes that bag and his book and couple other things with him into the bedroom to do just that. taking his time with it because... it hasn't really hit him yet that this is happening but... it's starting to sink in a little more. especially with being here now. ]

[ He has a bookshelf off to the side in the main room that John can pretty much have to himself. He only uses one of the shelves anyway and the rest are bare. There's actually a lot of room for John here. Jason's never really filled up any part of it on his own- except for with his Red Hood stuff.

He follows John into the bedroom to help him with his stuff if he wants, but also to slide an arm around his middle and kiss his cheek. ]

Welcome home.

[ he's in the middle of taking some things — clothes mostly — out of the duffel bag he'd dropped on the bed when that arm comes around him and that kiss ends up pressed to his cheek. sweet and expected from the other. but when he hears those words... when he hears that welcome home come from jason as he looks down to his open duffel bag there, that's when it all suddenly hits him.

this... is home now... and he feels a lot of things all at once about that.

licking over his lips, a quiet laugh leaves him, more sheepish than anything else. and while he doesn't pull away from jason, he doesn't move yet— doesn't twist around in that arm to face him. instead, he just looks down to the taper candles he has there in his duffel bag and pulls a couple of them out. looking to them. ]

You need to go out tonight? Do your patrolling stuff?

[ It's a lot, he knows it is. He can hear it in the quiet laugh John lets out. It's a lot, but it feels right, and Jason finally feels like this could be home for him now too. Up until now it's just been a place to crash at.

He rests his chin on John's shoulder, shaking his head. ]

I don't have to tonight. I can stay here with you. If something major happens I'll head out, but otherwise it's all good.

Yeah?

[ again, that gets him to laugh a little at the thought. spending their first night in their place together. sounds like something out of a shitty romance novel he might pen one day. just... with more gothic flair... more gay, too, but. still gets him to smile a little at the thought.

glancing back some, though it's not by much what with jason resting his chin there on his shoulder, he runs the tips of his fingers over the taper candles he still holds. ]

And what do you wanna do tonight then?

Mmhm.

[He smiles at the way John laughs again, feeling him settle into the idea of this a little more. Jason would much rather be here with John than out there tonight.

He'd absolutely read that romance novel if John ever wrote it.]

Well. First we can go grocery shopping, then we can either cook dinner together or go out to one of the diner's I love around here. We can come home and watch a movie if you want to? Make out on the couch until we have to move to the bedroom? Or we can go out for drinks? Totally up to you. I'm way open to anything.

Leaving it all up to me, huh?

[ dropping the candles down to the bed, he rests his hand over jason's then and lets himself lean back into him. just a little. ]

Well. Food's gonna be a priority either way, so. Should probably get some of that. Both in our stomachs and for here.

Those are some options, but yeah. We can do anything.

[His eyes follows the candles as they drop down onto the bed. It feels symbolic in a way. Like John coming to terms with all of this. Letting himself trust what he has here a little more. Holding on to him instead of the candles.]

Yeah, definitely. We can start with that. Just uhm... why don't you continue unpacking, I'm gonna run out and return the car and I'll be back in like ten minutes? That cool?

[ a glance over his shoulder, he hums. ]

Yeah. Don't wanna get it reported after all.

[ soft bit of laughter there, he slips out of jason's hold, grabbing a couple candlestick holders from the bottom of his duffel bag that he waves at jason as he moves around the bed, looking for a spot to place them. ]

Expect seeing a lot of these around, too. Least you'll never be without light or warmth so long as I'm here.