Eric walked with him, humming a bit.
Hey, wanna gay one on one?
Jackson looked over at Eric, "So, uh, get much sleep last night?"
Eric shook his head. "Nah. Couldn't sleep."
"Okay," Jackson let out a sigh, "I get it."
Eric nodded. "I mean, I passed out eventually, at least."
"That's good," Jax gave him a smile, "I mean, you were unconscious for a bit at least. Lord that sounded weird when I put it that way."
Eric laughed. "I mean, ya have a point."
"I guess I do," Jax laughed with him.
Eric looked up, shoving his hands in his pockets. "Is it bad that I don't remember passing out?"
"Not really," Jackson responded, "The brain never remembers the last ten minutes of consciousness."
"Huh." He said, blinking. "Pretty weird."
"Yeah," Jackson nodded, "It's weird. I think I learned that psychology, don't remember."
Eric smirked slightly. "Did you learn it ten minutes before falling asleep?"
Jax gave him a smirk back, "Must have."
Eric smiled, looking back down.
Jackson gave him a smile before looking ahead silently offering a hand to Eric.
Eric took the hand, blushing. HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT-
Jackson had a light dusting of pink on his cheeks as well. He was happy with the small things, like holding hands, and talking, and kisses, and just being able to spend time.
Eric stepped a tiny bit closer. He always liked being close, it kept him a bit calmer.
Jackson's grin grew as he looked at Eric. He was fine with this, just walking around town. With his boyfriend. That only he knows about.
Eric glanced up, humming softly.
Jackson flashed Eric a grin, "So, favorite taco type?"
"Plain meat and cheese." He said, shrugging. "I'm pretty simple."
"I like loading mine up," Jackson responded, "But that's just me."
Eric smiled. "Good to know…"
"Yeah," Jax had a smile on.
Eric looked up, blinking slightly. I can't believe this is happening…
Jackson was still in slight disbelief, but they were hanging out on a weekend.
"So…." He mumbled.
“What?” Jax asked with a little happy smile.