During the last days of their holidays, Tom was nothing but blissfully happy. He loved sleeping in, having breakfast in bed, going for a hike or a swim and then he simply couldn't keep his fingers off Jason and they spent the rest of the day in bed.
Tom had always liked sex, but nothing could compare to the overwhelming feeling of being with Jason, being one with him, giving himself completely to that gorgeous, wonderful man he was so much in love with.
He realised that he was a bit more clingy, not only after they had slept with each other, but generally, but Jason didn't seem to mind. He was always glad to hold him close and Tom was so happy that this level of intimacy between them didn't stop once they were back at home.
One thing had slightly changed, however, and that was the public's perception of their relationship. Somehow, it must have leaked through that Tom had not only visited Jason on set, but that they had behaved more intimately than was usually the case between them.
"Should we... I mean now that the news seemed to have spread anyway, should we make it official, love?" Tom asked one evening when they had cuddled up on his sofa and he was going through his Instagram where he got bombarded with messages like:
What's going on with you and Jason?
Draco and his Daddy?
Holy shit that's a lie someone told, right?
Are you in love with your daddy?
And naturally:
Your father will hear about this!
"Hm," Jason made and raised an eyebrow. "Probably. What do you suggest? We take a cute couple picture? Or should I write a cryptic text on Twitter? I'm good at that."
Tom laughed and thought for a moment. "No, I think I like the idea with the picture. Let's do that." He put his phone away and smiled at Jason. "But not today anymore, alright? I think I'm too tired."
"Oh, right," Jason grinned, "You want to look fresh and perfect for your fans. But tell you what," he added and cupped his cheeks. "You look perfect right now to me, my darling."
Tom laughed. "I love you," he replied and leaned into the touch, his eyes closed for a moment. I love you so much, Jason."
"Mh, I love you too, my gorgeous, wonderful boy," he heard his boyfriend whisper before he pressed his lips to his for a sweet and gentle kiss.
Next morning, Tom was woken by tender kisses to his lower backside.
He giggled and shifted a bit so that he could blink up at Jason. "Morning, love," he whispered, "Are you already awake?"
"Absolutely," Jason chuckled and leaned up to press a kiss to his cheek. That's when Tom saw that he was carrying his mobile.
Tom groaned. "Are you getting those stupid messages now too?"
"Yes," Jason nodded, "But that's not what I'm doing. I've been working on a cunning and funny caption to a picture I've taken. For the last couple of minutes. Want to tell me if it's any good or if I should stop my flimsy tries right away?" he asked.
Tom looked surprised. "Yes, of course," he replied and held his hands out for Jason's phone. He laughed in disbelief when he saw the photo and read the caption:
Doesn't he look like an angel? Fooled me like that.
#Iamaluckybastard
#howdoIdeservehim?
#yeshereallylovesmetoo
#atleasthehastoldmeso
Then he had a closer look at the picture and raised his eyebrows. "And when exactly have you taken that picture?" he asked. It showed him, fast asleep and his hair ruffled, in Jason's arms. "This morning or what? Do you do that often? Taking pictures of me when I'm still asleep?"
"Hm, only on special days," Jason grinned cheekily and took his phone back. "So you like it? Or is it stupid?" he wanted to know and sounded very serious now.
"No, I like it," Tom laughed and snuggled up to Jason, "It's cute. And I think it sends the right message. You can post it like that, darling."
Jason snorted, but gave him a questioning look, and Tom had to nod again before Jason shared it.
"That's done," he sighed but had a warm smile on his lips when he had put his phone away and turned around to him. "I hope you won't regret falling in love with an old bastard like me..."
Tom smiled and gently stroked his cheek. "I could never regret falling in love with you, Jason," he replied honestly, "And I hope you won't either."
Jason laughed. "Never, my love," he replied and rolled himself on top of Tom to kiss him lovingly.
They spent most of their morning in bed and it was only after lunch when Tom cautiously checked his phone again. Of course, there were the obvious Draco/Lucius aka 'Daddy' references, but all in all, the reactions were fine (or rather worryingly enthusiastic from some corners of the fandom...). Not that Tom would have cared if they hadn't been, he loved Jason and he wanted to be with him no matter what, but it was definitely more pleasant like this.
"Well, I guess I'll tell my family now too," Jason said as they were preparing lunch, "My parents and brothers are not really active on social media, but the news will spread anyway..."
"Yeah, do that," Tom nodded, but halted shortly with the pan in one hand. "Do you think they... Will you get in trouble because of me?"
Jason laughed warmly. "And why would that be?"
Tom shrugged and tried to play cool. "Well, er... because I'm a man, no Jew, too young. I don't know, you name it."
Jason put down the knife he had used to cut up some veggies and took Tom's hands into his. "They will love you, darling," he said and sounded genuine, "Because you're kind and intelligent and wonderful. Generally, my family's very open-minded. My parents are religious, but they are not conservatives. They would never mind that I'm with a man or with someone who's not Jewish. There's nothing to worry about, my love."
Tom smiled and nodded. He tried to be cool about this, and there really wasn't a reason to worry, but he realised that he just wanted them to like him because they were Jason's family...
