"It's like Disney World but a lot less fun because it's always hectic. Trust me, it's better you're out here than inside there." She chuckled.
One on One - Romance - So very cliche because I need it right now
He laughed with her. "Seems perfect to me." Honestly, he'd taken a trip to Disney World when he was really young, and it had been so hectic. Yet, he still loved it. So, there wasn't any way he wouldn't love it. Especially if it was Ivy Land.
"I'm sure you could go, seeing as you love to listen to my thoughts. But don't say I didn't warn you." If he wanted to find out, she wouldn't stop him but she didn't recommend it.
He smiled a little, closing his eyes. "If you say so." He waited for a few moments. All she had to do was project her thoughts a little and he'd be able to hear them.
She let her iron grip on her thoughts loosen just a little and she nearly stumbled back from the force of them breaking through. Within seconds her entire brain was enveloped in a buzzing world of thoughts, all clamoring for attention like young children. "I forgot how startling this was at first." She mumbled to herself.
He chuckled. She wasn't wrong: it was hectic. Then again, neither was he. There was something about wild minds he loved. The ones that never slow down or anything. It was amazing how everything seemed to be independent in her mind. She could handle so much. And he loved her for it.
And unsurprisingly, a lot of the thoughts were about art. It was her pride and joy so it was always on her mind. However, rather embarrassingly to her, a good amount of her thoughts were also about him.
Jackson watched as each thought took shape. Each was so individual yet so intertwined with the next. One moment she thought of art. He could feel her love- her passion- for it. Sheets of paper with her old sketches drifted through the air like feathers, lost to plain eyes, but forever in her memory. Everything was a beautiful mess. Then, a specific thought formed, as it took shape, he wasn't too sure what it was, but as it finished, he could tell it was him. And then he felt it: a flame. The flame in her heart. The love. The passion. Everything. And he could only stare in awe as a memories passed through her brain like videos. Old and new. Whoa.
However, there was a reason why she never let her thoughts stay like this and it was starting to appear. The familiar slight pulsing feeling of an incoming migraine and it wasn't pleasant.
His head began to ache a litte, but he wasn't entirely sure. The weather outside didn't seem to be changing, and a headache was not a side effect. He ignored the small pressure and continued through her Disney Land of a mind.
And then, with no warning whatsoever, it hit like a truck. She winced slightly as the exploding pain enveloped her. She expected this, really. It was the main she kept her thoughts under such a tight grip. But now she dealt with the burning migraine that made her want to slam her head into a wall to make it stop.
He felt like screaming. A sudden pain hit him like a sharp edged wave. Everything seemed to blur as he went under the waves. He didn't back away though. Not now. He wouldn't leave her, even if it felt like drowning.
She regained the grip on her thoughts, everything going quiet and the pain fading slightly. "See, I told you my thoughts were hectic. It's better I just leave them alone and keep other people out of them. Saves them from dealing with the migraine."
He leaned back, amazed. "You have to deal with that all day?" How? He thought for a moment. "Did I help at all? Like, did I take some of the pain away while I was there?"
"It's not as bad as it seems, really." She shrugged. "I try to keep all of my pain in my head so that no one else has to deal with it."
"Are you kidding?" He scoffed. "That was like, really painful. I don't know how you can handle that all day." He looked to her. "You're heckin strong."
She shrugged. "You get used to it, believe it or not. I've dealt with migraines for years now."
"Well, you shouldn't have to." While he knew that she could last it, he didn't want her to have to. "Look, if it helped take away the pain, I'm always here for you, alright?"
She cracked a small smile. "How sweet. But really, I'm fine." Just as long as I can keep the voices at bay considering I left my medication in my locker…
Jackson took her hands. "But I don't want you to be fine. I want you to be great, to be happy! No pain!" He intertwined their fingers. "I would do anything to make sure you're more than happy."
"Then just be here." She smiled softly. "Because you make me happy." That was super cheesy.
He smiled. "I do?" He had never really made anyone happy besides his sister. Even then, it didn't seem quite like that all the time.
"Of course you do! I wouldn't keep you around if you didn't." Her smile brightened. She loved his smile so much.
"Are you sure you're not lying?" He teased. Everything about her was amazing. He couldn't believe that for once, someone actually wanted him around.
"Absolutely sure." Everything about him made her smile, she couldn't help it if she always wanted him around to keep her mood up.
"If you say so…" A call came from upstairs. "Are you done yet?!" He chuckled, but didn't bother to respond.
She rolled her eyes with a smile. She didn't respond. If they didn't, maybe she wouldn't come down. "Of course I say so, I think it's true."
(Any idea where to take this rp? Cuz it's kinda just oofing right now, you know?)
(Alright, alright, I know what I want to do, I just like seeing happy couples)
(XD Me too honestly. There's not enough happiness nowadays. What you want to do?)