Is it creepy to sit, leaning with your back to the wall, watching someone ? Probably, but Jason Dean was never one who really cared all that much about being c r e e p y . it just wasn’t in his make up. if he wanted to watch the pretty girl with the stark red hair from across the room, than goddamn it, he was going to do just that. Screw the consequences.
there’s someone watching her from across the room, & he’s got her on edge. she can feel his eyes bearing down on her from behind, & the hair on the back of her neck is starting to stand. she spins around, marching towards him in annoyance.
he’ll roll over. propping his head up with one hand. even reach out with his free hand, to attempt at touch comfort. key word ; attempt.
❝tell not awake tucker what’s the matter.❞
her hand pulls back, & she scoots a little bit away from him. she knows he’s trying, knows he's really trying. but both of them have the issue with touching, & it’s something they’ll both work around to the best of their ability.
( he was HESITANT to approach the unconscious figure at first. after a minute of debating whether or not to advance, jack knelt beside her and gently placed a hand on her shoulder. )
( he licked his lips as he took his gaze away from her for a moment. there was no way in changing her mind & he knew that. so he wandered over to the nearest chair and sat down in it. )
“Then I’ll stay with you.”
she blinks, staring as he sits next to her.
❛you have work, jordan, you don’t have to stay, really, i’m fine.❜