You know the one episode where Jason has to spend the night at Craig's house, that's what this is based off of. For your information there will be arguing and mentioning of fucking.
"Uhh, y/n" Jason says to me.
"Yeah," I say.
"I kind of forgot my keys at my house this morning and I don't have a way home. Is it ok if I stay at your house, I usually ask tony or Boris but you now there home sick today."
"I, uhh, sure."
"Really, thank you."
We walk to my house and I unlock the door hoping my parents aren't arguing and luckily they aren't. I find my mom in the kitchen smoking a cigarette.
"Who the hells he, it's a school night y/n," my mom says.
"I know, he forgot his keys and is locked out of his house, is it ok if he spends the night, please mom," I say.
"I can leave if I can't stay here," Jason says.
"Fine, he can stay," my mom says.
"Thank you ma'am," Jason says.
"Thank you mom," I say and walk upstairs to my room.
"Thank you again y/n for letting me stay the night," Jason says.
"It's no problem," I say opening the door to my room, I go over to my desk and close my open sketchbook. "If you want we can watch something on my laptop, or we might be able to watch something on the tv downstairs. That's if my dads not home."
"We can just watch something on your laptop," he says.
"Ok, what you in the mood for," I ask siting in one of the chairs at my desk gesturing him to sit in the other.
"I, uhh, I don't care."
"Ok, do you like brave," I ask clicking on it.
"I've never watched it, what's it about."
"The main character in princess Merida and she must undo a curse before it's too late."
"Uhh, sure."
-time skip to after movie-
"Do you want to get something to eat," I ask Jason.
"Yes please," he says.
"Ok, but we can't be to loud."
"Uhh, ok?"
I lead him downstairs to the kitchen where no one is.
"Thank god," i mutter to myself.
"What," Jason says.
"Nothing, uhh we have cereal, ramen, and uhh soup," I say ashamed with only having three things for him to choose from.
"Can I have some ramen please."
"Ok," I say and make him and myself a bowl of ramen.
"Thank you," Jason says as I hand him the bowl.
"We can eat in my room or at the table," I say.
"The table I guess," he says and we go sit at the table.
-time skip to after we finish eating-
"I'll wash your dishes for you," i say talking his empty bowl and fork.
"I can wash it myself," he says getting up and following me to the sink.
"I don't mind I'll wash it," I say washing it.
"Oh, ok," he say.
We go back to my room.
I dig in my drawer trying to find some pajamas for him to wear.
"Here you can where these," I say handing him a shirt and shorts.
"Oh, thank you," he says.
"You can change in the bathroom, I'll change in here," I say showing him where the bathroom is.
"Ok," he say's going in and I go back to my room and change.
-time skip to after changing-
"I can wash your clothes for you," I say.
"Oh, ok, thank you," he says handing me his clothes.
I put them in the washer.
We just hang out for an hour then I move his clothes to the dryer.
"You can sleep on my bed," I say laying a blanket and pillow on the ground.
"Are you sure, I can sleep on the floor if you want," Jason says.
"I'm sure," I say smiling at him.
"Ok," he says laying down.
"Night," I say.
"Good night y/n," he says.
-later on in the night after they both fell asleep-
"Come on, we haven't fucked in a week," I get woken up by my dad yelling.
"And I don't want to fuck your cheating ass," my mom yells back.
"Im not cheating on you," my dad yells back.
'Why can't my parents go one night without yelling,' I think to myself.
I notice Jason wake up from my parents arguing.
"Im sorry about them," I tell him.
"It's ok," he say with an understanding look.
"Then why the fuck was Trisha's car in our driveway, I saw it the other day when I was out with friends," my mom yells.
"I'll be back," I say getting up.
I go down stairs and over to my parents room, I knock on their bedroom door.
"What the hell do you want," my dad yells.
"I would like if you guys could shut the fuck up about your sex life for one day," I say.
"I'll yell about what every the hell I wanna yell about," he yells in my face.
"The same way Trisha was yelling your name the other day," I ask calling him out.
"You brat," me says and I just go back to my room.
-the end-
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