Slenderverse Lemons

Stressed Out (JayxTim)

Tim opened the door to the hotel room. He'd gone out for a quick smoke. He'd really needed it but cut it short due to how cold it was outside. Just what you'd expect though when it's 2 in the morning in early January. As he regained feeling in his fingers, he twisted the knob. He wasn't expecting Jay to have his hands in his hair though, clearly more stressed out than he'd been when he'd left the man. 

Jay looked up at him, before taking off the tan hat that had already been falling off- throwing it to the ground and stomping on it in frustration. Tim was confused, to say the least. Jay had been fine when he left. What could have happened in the five, maybe ten, minutes he'd stepped out? The shorter but burly man closed the door behind himself, giving Jay a questioning look.

"He posted again," Jay blurred out, hand flinging out to motion to the laptop that was sitting on the desk. 

"Who?" Tim asked dumbly. Jay's statement was vague after all. 'He' didn't really specify anyone. He could have been referencing a multitude of people.

"ToTheArk who else?!" Jay shouted angrily, voice rising an octave. It was more than obvious that whatever the footage was of, it was bad. Tim mentally scolded himself; he should have been able to tell that much and if anything he'd made his friend more aggrivated than before.

Tim knew he needed to de stress the situatio-  and quickly. He'd seen Jay at what he'd assumed was one of his worst moments and to say the least, it wasn't pretty. The shorter man quickly began analyzing ways that he could calm the other but came up empty handed. He wanted to help desperately but his lack of motion or other verbal communication just caused Jay to put his hands back in his hair again, pulling on it.

Tim had an idea. It wasn't one he thought would work well but it was at least something in the barren wasteland. He stepped closer to Jay but he didn't seem to notice until Tim's rough, calloused hands were cupping his cheeks. Though Tim wasn't drastically shorter than Jay, it was still enough that he had to tilt the other's head down just a little more than he would have. Tim brought his lips to Jay's quickly so that he didn't have enough time to react to the sudden contact. Jay froze, not moving as Tim kissed him.

Shit, Tim thought. He really fucked this one up, yea? His hands trailed down to Jay's waist, holding the other close to himself. He pulled away and Jay just stared at him. He opened his mouth to say something and his lips moved a little as if he were trying but there was no sound. He leaned forward again, slowly, as if he was unsure of his movements. He probably was, Tim presumed so he closed the gap again. 

This time Jay seemed to relax a little more, his shoulders falling back into place from how they'd been raised before. His arms were going up slowly- again, as if he were unsure of his actions. 

Tim, on the other hand, was relieved that this seemed to be calming him down. Jay sighed as they pulled apart, letting out a breath he hadn't known he'd been holding. And Tim had to admit: kissing Jay was actually nice. His lips were soft and thin and they were currently pursed just a little.

"What?" Jay's voice came out small and Tim realized he'd been staring. He fought hard for words to come.

"Nothing! You're just..." Tim trailed off. Really beautiful, now that I think about, he thought, finishing the sentence in his head. And it was true. He'd never really looked at Jay from this perspective before. But he liked it. He definitely liked it. He slipped off his boots, nudging then to side with one foot before finishing his sentence verbally. "Cute."

Jay's cheeks flushed just a bit. "Oh," he said quietly. And Tim didn't know if that was the right word or not. But apparently it was because Jay initiated the kiss this time, his arms wrapping around Tim's neck. Tim barely noticed that he was pulling Jay closer to him until their chests brushed and he realised that this was the closest he'd been to someone in a long time.