Quick! Hold My Hand!

Jason knew a few things; he and Piper had hot sex hours before. He was on a fake date with Piper. His father was intrusive. He had a grudge with their agreement.
“If we do meet people we can totally go on dates, we aren’t really dating.” Piper had told him, as if she saw him checking someone else out. The words left a sick feeling in his stomach, but he nodded along.
“Yep.” He said shortly , looking at his watch, “We should pay, head out.”
Piper agreed. When they left he felt his heart melt as she took his hand. Whatever that feeling was, he didn’t want to acknowledge it.
Walking with her felt right. It felt like what he was meant to feel with a girl. To be so enchanted by her eyes and smile, to want to give the world for her. To keep choosing to look for the stars in her freckles.
But they weren't dating, so he couldn't really feel like that. Jason tried to convince himself of that. He didn't want to feel like he was falling for her. He couldn't. In just a few months he would be going back to college. Going to the same university made no difference, they barely saw each other the year before.
“Jace?” Piper asked, swinging his hand a little as they walked slowly through the parking lot.
“What?” He asked back, looking down at her quickly.
“Why do you put up with me? I just looked like a wreck about an hour ago and you still want to be around me.” She said softly, almost embarrassed.
“I know that there is more to you than an occasional meltdown.” Jason reassured her, “You're more than running mascara.” He softly bumped into her, and Piper grinned.
“I guess....” She rested her head on his shoulder as they walked. Jason noticed her eyes focused on their feet.
While they walked Jason chewed on his lip. Both sides of him wanted to take Piper home with him, and to leave her back at her place. He really needed to look at apartments nearby the university, but he didn't know if Piper would be helpful or not.
“Do you want to come back to my place, or just go home?” Jason looked down at her, “I'm just going to do an apartment search.”
Piper shrugged against him, “Sure, I have to look too. I can't stay in a dorm much longer. I need my own space, you know?” Jason simply nodded. They were silent again, their steps the only noise that bounced off the night time chatter.
The drive back to his house wasn't anything new. It had been silent for a minute before Piper stole the auxiliary cord, plugging it into her phone and blasting the Spotify Pop Rising playlist. Out of the corner of his eye he could see her doing silly dances, smiling as she yelled along with the song.
It was cute to him, watching her. Even when she was screaming along, her voice was on pitch and sounded smooth. The hairs that stuck to her mouth as she threw her head around fluttered wildly with each verse, and Jason could only laugh along as she jammed out.
When they hit a stop light, he turned his head to look at her. Their eyes locked and she laughed, throwing her head around with more energy. Jason was lucky they were almost home, because he was close to recklessly dancing in the car with her.
When they pulled up, Piper was out of the car as fast as he was, quickly coming to his side as the soft breeze kicked up. He looked down at her, shaking his head.
“Seventy-five outside and you are cold?” Jason teases, shoving his key into the lock to let them in.
“There was a breeze...” Piper whined, following him inside the entryway.
Their steps echoed as they walked, the lot seemingly empty. Jason assumed his dad had went out to party and drink, glad it wasn't at home. He noticed Piper still brushing against him despite the warmer temperature. Each time they touched his heart heart faster, but he shoved the feeling away in favor of apartment searching.
Shutting the door behind them, they entered his bedroom again. Piper pulled over a chair to his desk as he sat down in front of his laptop. With her chin perched on his shoulder, they scrolled through apartment listings.
It felt like hours passed as they looked at two bedroom apartments close to their school in the midwest. ones that looked good seemed to have major flaws, before they spotted one that looked like it met their needs.
Only problem was that it had one bathroom.
Jason and Piper exchanged a glance, and he searched her eyes for any thought of the situation.
Piper blinked before saying simply, “It's not like I haven't seen your dick before.”
Jason’s cheeks flushed, clearing his threat and looking back at the screen. “We have, maybe, two months before we have to move back for the fall semester. Let's see if the unit is still open in a month. If it is, I'll see if we can walk it.”
Piper nodded, taking control of the mouse to bookmark the page. Jason leaned back and Piper sat back in her chair. They both stared at his laptop in silence.
“Wanna watch MacGyver?” Piper asked, and Jason shrugged.
“Why not.”
“I call the recliner seat!” She shot up from her chair, practically sprinting down the stairs to take the recliner seat of the couch. Jason slowly followed her, grabbing a blanket off his bed for her.
He could hear the sound of the TV as he walked downstairs, taking a detour to grab bottles of soda for the two of them. As Jason walked around the couch, passing a soda to Piper, he saw how she didn't look away from the screen.
“His hair doesn't move. How much gel did hair and makeup use?” She mumbled, unscrewing the cap and taking a drink.
Jason huffed a laugh and shook his head. He shrugged, not really paying attention. A montage of MacGyver building whatever played, and he felt eyes on him. Jason took a glance at Piper, but she wasn't looking at him. With eyebrows knit together he turn around enough to see his dad standing in the entryway. As his dad surveyed him, Jason turned back around to act like nothing happened.
Just as he settled back in, Piper leaned over to rest her head on his shoulder. He glanced down at he'd, seeing that she was still invested in the show. He let himself look at her longer. Piper pointed back at the screen.
“Would I look good in that? I saw that shirt at the mall and I didn't get it. It's cute on her.” Piper rambled, and Jason let out a breath.
“You look good with anything on,” Jason lowered his voice. Hoping the feeling of his father’s eyes would go away. Another minute went by and he could still feel his father looking at him.
He watched Piper’s lip take on a smirk. Piper sat up enough to put a hand on his shoulder and lowly reply, “You think I look good with nothing on.” Jason felt a smirk take over his face as well. He rolled his eyes quickly to make the expression go away.
“Very true. But tone it down, babe. My dad’s home.” He answered. Piper didn't seem fazed, just taking a drink of soda and leaning on him again.
“Ok. But that doesn't mean I'm not spending the night.” She said softly.

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