Jason X Michael- A Psycho Love

Opening New Eyes- Part 1

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Yes, mo random momentz~

Because they're awesome and a great filler :3

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          Jason opened his eyes slowly. He breathed in deeply, trying to get his mind to clear from the sleepiness in the early morning light. He lifted up both of his arms and stretched. However, it was then, as he put his arms back down, that he saw Michael's head on his chest, the young psychopath sleeping peacefully. Jason woke up more now, wondering for a millisecond why Michael was there in his room.

          Then it hit him.

          Jason's face turned as red as it had ever been, becoming speechless. All he could do was stare at the sleeping form of Michael in complete and utter shock. His mind went blank; he just couldn't believe it. He had slept with Michael, after long last. Jason stared wide-eyed, remembering what had happened as his cheeks began to burn more, if it was even possible. Then, he noted that the both of them still didn't have clothes on, and although Jason severely just wanted to face-palm at the time being, the knew the sudden loud clap sound may wake the younger psychopath up. Reaching a decision, Jason sat up as slowly as possible, gently laying the sleeping form that was Michael down on the bed. Jason slowly rose out of the bed, being more intent at keeping quiet than his killer side had ever been. The taller killer proceeded to get some spare clothes from downstairs and change into them; a gold-ish colored loose t-shirt, dark grey jacket, and blue jeans. It only came to mind after he had looked to himself in the mirror that Jason realized that these were the same clothes that he had first kissed Michael in. He smiled gently.

          Upon arriving back upstairs, Jason became tired yet again. He laid down next to Michael who was still sleeping peacefully. Michael shifted in his sleep and hugged Jason close again. "Jaysoan..." he muttered in a sweet voice as he slept. Jason's heart melted as he pulled Michael close to him, a light shade of pink dusting his cheeks. Then, he drifted of to sleep yet again.

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          Three hours later, 10 o'clock, and the two killers woke back up. Jason woke when Michael moved, and looked down to the shorter psychopath, a blush returning. Michael got up off of Jason, not noticing anything yet, and stretched as the sheets fell off of his body, allowing his chest and back to be seen. Jason drooled slightly. Michael set his arms back down and looked around drowsily. He then looked over to his right, and saw Jason. Michael tilted his head at Jason and was about to say, "What the faq are you doing?" but was cut short as he remembered.

          Oh.

          Michael turned away, eyes huge, neck feeling so hot that he swore that he had contributed to global warming. Jason laughed slightly, silently, and sat up alongside Michael. Michael's eyes were still huge as he looked over to Jason. "Did we..?" Michael started, and Jason responded, "Yeah, we did..." Michael put his hand over his mouth, remembering as the redness returned at full power. He was as still as a statue from the shock. Suddenly, Jason put his arm around Michael's shoulder, holding him close. "Don't be embarrassed, Mikey! You were amazing..." Jason spoke the last part so gently and affectionately that Michael snapped out of his trance. He looked up to Jason with sincere and shy icy blue eyes, and smiled lightly. He kissed Jason gently as Jason kissed back with the same amount of affection. They pulled away after a moment, and Michael spoke, just barely above a whisper, "Did you mean it?" Jason felt the air become heavy with tension. "Are you kidding? Of course I meant it when I said "I love you" !!! Why wouldn't I mean it?" Jason said looking Michael directly in the eyes, brows slightly furrowed together. Michael's eyes widened for the hundredth time that morning, and he soon smiled hugely, and said while hugging Jason tightly, "I love you too..."