((Sorry for the slightly clumsy mils angst I'm on a bit of a drama kick))
Eric glanced up at him. "Yes I am. Hell, I annoy myself!"
Hey, wanna gay one on one?
(Okay.)
"How do you annoy yourself?" Jackson looked at Eric. He wanted to know. He wanted to break down this misconception Eric had.
"I say the wrong things. I can't focus. I fidget to much. I hum to much. I-" He started rambling, looking down.
Jackson let go of one of Eric's hands and gently lifted his chin up so Eric would look at Jax. He had a little smile on, "Those aren't annoying. I find them endearing okay?"
"Why?" He asked, blinking. "Why would you find that endearing?"
"Because I like you," Jackson responded quite bluntly, "I don't think there's a thing you could do that I wouldn't find endearing."
Eric blushed, looking away and chewing his lip for a moment. "Why…?"
"Like I said, I like you," Jackson said letting Eric's chin go, "Like really really like you."
"But, why me?" He asked quietly. "You could do so much better!"
"I don't want anyone else," Jackson said softly, "I only want you, darling."
Eric blushed, looking down again.
Jax leaned down and kissed the top of Eric's head, "Are there any other things we need to talk about?"
Eric shook his head. "N-no…"
"Okay," Jackson looked down at Eric, "If you need to talk or vent or whatever, don't be afraid to ask."
Eric nodded. "'M sorry…" He mumbled, biting his lip.
"Don't be sorry," Jackson responded softly.
"I brought it all down…" He mumbled quietly. "Do you see what I mean?"
"I guess," Jackson told him, "But I didn't mind it okay? I want to talk through this kind of shit earlier on than later, angel."
"I'm sorry…" He said softly. "Can… can we keep going?"
Jackson nodded, “Whatever you want.”
Eric smiled shakily, reaching to take his hand again. "Can I…?"
Jackson took Eric’s hand, “Of course darling.”
Eric smiled softly, starting to walk.
Jackson walked with him, humming a little happy tune.
Eric looked up at him, blushing softly. He deserves better…
Jackson wouldn’t trade this for anything. The moments they shared, the conversation, the teasing. In Jax’s mind, it was perfect.
Eric hummed softly, cringing at himself.
Jackson hummed with Eric. Trying to show him that it was okay to do this.
Eric glanced up at him, smiling softly at him.
Jackson looked over at Eric with a soft smile back.