The Dress Shop (A jonatello story)

Insecure

Casey pov:

We woke up this morning and Don was... Different...

He wasn't being clingy or affectionate at all really, just stuck in his head. He seemed upset about something but wouldn't tell me what.

... Was it about how that woman acted yesterday?...

"Casey Jones?" The nurse called me back for my back to school check up. Amy had hers tomorrow, but I was able to get mine today. If I was healthy enough, I would be able to March in the band, but I wouldn't play hockey.

At least, not this year. This tear, I'm needed home, so I only chose band. After all, I do love my clarinet, more than I do hockey. Next year, I could do hockey again if my health is up to par.

I get through my physical, still thinking about Don. I was worried about him.

Somehow, I passed my physical, and I went back home. Don was tinkering with some device he was making and I hug him from behind.

"Hey~" I say in a lovey dovey way, hiding my worry.

"Hey Casey." He says. That worries me more. We haven't called each other by our full names in forever, it felt strange hearing him call me by name.

"... Is something wrong?"

"It's nothing."

"Not to me."

"It's nothing to worry about."

"Is it about that woman from yesterday?"

"..."

I pull his hands away from the device, then gently make him look at me.*

"Hey, listen to me. She was wrong." I tell him sternly.

"No, she wasn't. You deserve-"

"You're my match, Don. I don't care if you're a mutant. I don't care if others see you as a monster. It's you, me, and Eli's spirit against the world." I tell him.

"But what if you're wrong?"

"I'm not." I say as I take his hand. "I know it's a lot of pressure... but if this doesn't work out, I'll probably never date again. I love you and loved Eli too much, I wouldn't be able to handle it... I also thought after Eli died that I would be too scared or too fucked up to date again... I won't be strong enough to do it again if i lose you too."

I cup his cheek, kissing his forehead gently.

He looked like he was going to cry, so I pulled him into a tight hug. I rub his carapace and hold his face to my chest, letting him cry.

After that, I spoiled him all day, reassuring him that he is plenty enough for me.
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Hey everyone! So, I got locked out of my email connected to this account almost a year ago, but I finally got it back! In this past year, I was writing as SoraHamatoBackup, including an improved version of this story. I'm continuing writing on both accounts, but this story will be a bit rougher since I've improved my writing skills.

I'm so happy to be back!