Burgers And Hot Chocolate

My family is extraordinary. The moment we walked back in through the doors, Tyson and Ella grabbed Jason's bag to unpack for him. They soon found the bag and all its contents to be soaked straight through, though, so they started hanging everything over the dining chairs to dry.

Dad immediately pushed both of us up the stairs to have a shower, Jason into my room and me into his. He didn't think it through though, because he left us to our showers without thinking that all Jason's clothes were wet and all my clothes were in my room.

So I tiptoed over to my bedroom in a towel after my shower, the walk was freezing by the way, and slipped in, closing the door behind me. I started with underwear and socks first, followed by grey sweats and a shirt and a blue hoodie.

"Uh, Perce?" Came Jason's voice with a small knock from the cracked open bathroom door as I was already rummaging through my old dresser.

I pulled out some sweats, a T-shirt and a sweater along with underwear and some slippers and walked to the door to slip them through for him, falling on the bed to wait for him. After a moment he came out all dressed, a Pikachu on each foot.

"Thanks," he said before he looked down and eyed the slippers kind of funny. Truth is I've never worn them. Tyson brought them back for me from Japan, where he won the science expo for the third year in a row by the way. It was a kind of a joke because I used to be obsessed with Pokémon. Oh, did I mention Tyson was a genius?

"Somehow I pegged you as a Squirtle kind of guy," he said with a grin as he came to sit next to me.

"Could you tell Tyson that?" I asked as I looked at the slippers and back to Jason again. "You know what, don't." Jason raised an eyebrow at me.

"Why not?" he asked, and a smile crept onto my face.

"They might just be the best gift he ever gave me," I said, shaking my head as I looked down at the yellow balls of fluff. "Because you look adorable in them." Jason huffed as he shoved my shoulder. Silence fell, and we just sat there, kind of awkwardly.

"Anyway," Jason said as he cleared his throat. "Thanks," he said again.

"Don't worry about it," I said as I got up off the bed. I just wanted to get past the awkwardness. Deal with what was lingering between us. "I always got you; now you said you needed food, yeah?"

I walked toward the door, and Jason followed. We found my father and Tyson making up the couch. Damn, I hadn't even thought about where I was going to sleep if Jason doesn't want to share a b2'ed.

"You're gonna have to take dinner in your room, Perce," Dad said in a hushed tone. "Ella already went to sleep, and Ty has to sleep out here." I frowned at that. I forgot about Ella. She was probably sleeping in Tyson's room tonight. "They have a...um...what is it again?" Dad asked Ty.

"The Scholastic decathlon State tournament," Ty said in a monotone voice, not looking up from the job at hand. See, I told you he was a genius.

"Right," Dad said as he picked up a plate with two burgers and handed them to me. "That means I'm driving them there tomorrow."

"Okay," I said, still vaguely wondering about my own sleeping arrangements. Dad seemed to read my mind because he suddenly looked between me, Jase, Ty and the couch.

"Umm...you can sleep with me tonight, Perce." He looked at Tyson again, who cocked an eyebrow at him. "You'll just have to be quiet when you come over, and I'm gonna wake you in the morning, but it could work." It sounded more like Dad was trying to convince himself.

"That's not necessary, sir." Jason stepped forward. "I don't mind sharing a bed." He looked at me, and I think my shock was pretty apparent. "We just have a few things to discuss" my chest was swelling with hope again. Everything was going to be alright. We were going to talk it out. Dad looked a little stunned for a moment before he regained himself.

"Well, off you two go then," he said, basically shoeing us back to my room. "And remember to keep it down."

"Yeah, Dad," I said as I closed the door and turned to Jason who had already taken the burgers from me and was sitting on the bed with one in hand, or should I say in the mouth? "So you don't mind sharing a bed?" I asked as I joined him on the bed, grabbing my burger.

"Well, right now I will still be barricading myself with all your pillows," he said, giving me a pointed look. "But I don't want to be any more trouble for your dad," he said, looking down into his lap.

"You haven't been any trouble," I said, and he gave me a disbelieving look. "Honestly it was a perfectly understandable reaction, and nobody blames you." He still looked unhappy with himself. "They blame me for not telling you sooner. They're probably gonna tell me off the first time they get me alone." I was starting to dread it already.

"Anyway, we have to discuss a few things, as you said," I said, and Jason avoided my eyes. "I'll tell you everything you want to know," I said and took another bite from my burger.

"Okay. Well, you were with a lot of people," he said, taking a big bite from his burger as if he was building up his strength. "You didn't catch anything, did you?" he asked, still avoiding my eyes.

"Like STD's?" I asked, and he gave me a nod as his cheeks turned a slight pink. "No, and I know this for a fact because it was one of my guarantees."

"Guarantees?" he choked out, and I smirked back.

"I was used for the upper-class clients; you know businessmen, politicians. Classy shit." His eyes widened. "Oh no, you don't have to worry," I said as I caught on to his train of thought. "Your dad never used our services." He relaxed a little at that. "Anyway, the upper-class clients had confidentiality agreements, and we had to be able to guarantee them they won't get an STD or Aids or something." He nodded, taking another bite.

"Okay, that's good," he said as he chewed on the information along with his burger. "That means I don't have an STD or Aids," he raised a pointed eyebrow at me. "You know, you really should share your sexual history with your current partner for health reasons." I rolled my eyes at him.

"I'm sorry, but 'hey, I was a hooker' doesn't exactly roll off the tongue," I said as I abandoned my burger on the plate on the nightstand, suddenly losing my appetite.

"How'd you get into it?" he asked, taking the last bite of his burger. I fell back onto the pillows with a groan. "Don't you dare chicken out now," he said, and I threw my arm over my face. "You told me you'd tell me everything," he said as he pried my arm off my face and I was met with those baby blues of his. "Please, Perce," he whispered, and I swear I melted.

"Gabe raped me," I whispered back. Jase gave me a nod as if telling me I was doing a good job. It was exactly what I needed, and I loved him for it. "Mum was working two jobs and decided to take a double shift at the one for a week, so she stayed with a friend closer to work between shifts." I rubbed at my eyes as that fateful night replayed in my head, trying to wipe it out of existence. "Gabe and I were alone for a week..."

"Perce?" he said as he leaned in some more. I turned onto my side, away from him.

"I've never told anyone," I whispered as I felt a hand start to draw circles on my back.

"I've got you, Percy," he said as the oddly comforting circles continued. I steeled myself with a deep breath.

"He had a poker night with all his buddies the first night, and I went to bed early." I pulled my legs up, feeling very small at that moment. "I woke up when he burst into my room, pinning me to the bed. He pried my mouth open and dropped three pills inside, followed by water. Then he pinched my nose." Jason's hand snake to my chin to pull my head back to face him, giving me another encouraging nod.

"My options were to swallow or drown," I whispered, and I saw his eyes start to glisten. "I can't remember much after that, but he showed me the pictures the next day, telling me he'll show them to my mom if I didn't do what he said."

"Wouldn't your mom be pissed and hate him if he showed her pictures of the two of you," he asked, a little angrier.

"The pictures weren't of the two us," I whispered.

"Who then?" he asked in confusion.

"He had his buddies fuck me when he was done," I said, and he spun me around to face him thoroughly with a shocked expression that clearly meant 'What?' "I wasn't in the mood to have my mom see a photo of two random guys with their cocks up my ass and another in my mouth." His eyes went a little wide, and I decided to freak him out more. "All at once." He was stunned for a moment shaking his head after a while.

"Okay, so terrible photo, but obviously she knows now, right?" He didn't wait for an answer. "So that's why she sent him packing? She finally found out."

"Yeah, my mom doesn't know," I said, and he did a kind of double-take.

"But your dad knows," he said, pointing in the general direction of the door.

"Yes, I do." Both our heads snapped to the door where my dad was holding two mugs. We shot up, maybe even placing some distance between us. We hadn't noticed the door opening "I thought you might like some hot chocolate," he said as he lifted the mugs. He walked in and gave us the hot chocolate, actually sitting on the bed.

"My friend's a cop. They were patrolling one night when they found Percy in a car with..." I gave him a look, which he immediately understood as 'no names' "...a client. My buddy called me up and brought him home." He pulled me into a hug.

"So I begged his mom to take me back, telling her he needs a family experience, all so I could ensure nobody hurts my boy like that again." He gave me an odd look. "I'm just happy we got him out, you know before things got out of hand." His lips pulled into a soft smile.

"Anyway," he said as he clapped his hands together softly, standing up again. "We're leaving around five tomorrow morning and then when we're coming back depends on how they do, but we might stay the night. Will you two be good here?" I looked at Jason, who looked up from his mug to give me a smile and a small nod.

"Yeah," I said, still looking at Jason. "We'll be aces," I said, turning back to Dad. "We're closed downstairs, right?"

"Yeah, until after Thanksgiving," he answered, and I gave him a nod. "Well, goodnight," Dad said as he kissed the top of my head before he left, pulling the door closed behind him. Jason stared after him with a fond smile.

"I love this," he whispered, still staring at the door.

"What?" I asked, frowning at the blonde.

"Your dad, Atlantis, everything," he said, waving his hand around the room. "Okay, two crucial things," he said as he sat up straight. "One, your clean, right?" I nodded my response. "And two, you love me?" he asked a little more shyly. I smiled at him.

"More than anything," I almost whispered, and I saw a blush creep onto his face.

"Well," he said, falling back against the headboard. "We'll just have to figure it out then, Jackson, because I love you too," he said, taking a smooth sip of hot chocolate while I nearly choked.

"You...?" was my brilliant response as all words died in my throat.

"Yeah," he said, looking up at me with a smile and a blush.