Although the sun has risen, my eyes still remain glued to the ceiling with music still blasting in my ears. But what pulled me out from my depressing trance was the sudden delicious scent that filled my nostrils. My stomach rumbles up a storm and forces me to follow the smell which obviously leads me to the kitchen. My eyes first avert to the big breakfast made up and placed on the table and I gulp hard. Trying to prevent myself from diving on the table and devouring the food like a beast. And I had to fight hard against my will because I was going insane in my head. I had spent my past days eating nothing but air and only drinking water and coffee every once and while.
"Morning Misty. I see that you're finally gonna eat with me."
I snap my head from my dining table to Jackson. He gives me a small smile before he continues cooking the bacon. I clear my throat and walk towards the table. "What's all this?"
Jack scraps the cooked bacon onto an empty plate and carries the bacon to the table, placing it between the waffles and pancakes. "This is a small way to say thanks for everything you done for me." He says and sits down.
I take a seat across from him with a smile of appreciation. "You're welcome. And thank you for this."
Realizing my large urge to tame my hunger, I grab me: four waffles, three pancakes, five strips of bacon, two large strawberries, some apple slices, bunch of grapes, seven hash browns, two eggs and pour myself a glass of homemade orange juice. I don't even use my table manners as I munch down what is on my plate. My childish behavior causes Jack to chuckle and eases his tense form, finally feeling somewhat relaxed. He gathers his own food, but not as much as I, since he tried to keep up with his appetite over the past days.
After at least 10 minutes of comfortable eating in silence, he clears his throat before saying, "So... Jaxon's mom offered me to go live with her."
Becoming very interested from the information I continue it with an, "And did you say yes?"
He puts his cutlery down and looks into my eyes. "Should I? Like I do love her like a mother. But I don't know..."
I put down my cutlery and stand up from my seat. I walk around the table to him and give the kid a big hug, plus a soothing kiss on his forehead. "Darling, I think you should move in with her. Yes, you both are grieving, but knowing your caring nature, you'll be what she needs right now. You both love Jaxon, and you both love each other. She accepts you as a son, just like how you accept her like a mother. Don't give up on this offer. And besides.... You fart way too much. And I don't think I need nor want a cow in the house." I chuckle, trying to put a bit of humor into this sensitive moment. Luckily he catches on with the dry humor and giggles. I grow a smile, proud of my little accomplishment.
"Have you seen yourself eat. You are a mixture of a cow and a pig." He teases back. I let go of him and laugh at the tease. "But, you're right." He says with seriousness.
"Thanks for admitting that you fart like a cow." I smile, not even taking him seriously.
He grins and gives me an eye roll. "Not that. I mean I'm gonna move in with Lisa."
I give him a look of realisation and say, "Oooohhhh.... That makes more sense."
He chuckles at my clueless behavior and continues eating again. I return to my seat and do the same, but this time we keep teasing each other like little kids. It really does feel nice to forget my depression. Even if it was for a moment.
*Time Skip
The moon has again risen, but is hidden behind Gotham's horrid air pollution. I'm currently slouching on the couch, watching "Kim Possible". Jackson ended up accepting Lisa's offer, and moved out an hour after breakfast. I helped him move some of his things from his apartment along with the items he brought here. Although I'm back to being lonely, I kinda feel like its for the best. I don't want to over attach myself to someone like I did before... I don't think I can handle another funeral right now. But I want to take advantage of this night and hope that it can be a stress reliever.
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Disrespectful // Joker x OC
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