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"Thinking 'bout something."
Who: Jesse Hartley and Autumn MacDonald
What: Results
Where: Home
When: Thursday morning
Jesse had landed himself on bed rest. It was the strict proviso from Evan that he be allowed home. The seizures had been bad for about a week there, so he had to rest and if he was in bed, at least he was safe if he had another one. If he had to use the bathroom, it had to be with help. He had to sit for a shower (but they had a shower chair for Jace's worst days anyway, so it wasn't a big deal) and unless there was a fire in the apartment, he had to keep his butt in bed, on orders of Evan, Christian, Nana, and most importantly, Jace in threatening bitch mode.
This whole thing had taken it out of Jace too. Which is why Jesse was, indeed, being a good boy on bed rest, but beside him, Jace was fast asleep curled up under the covers and out like a light. He was in a bit of shut-down mode. He had woken up that morning and couldn't remember how to coordinate dressing himself. Evan had shuffled him into the kitchen, gave him some toast to take his pills with and then steered him back to bed with Jesse. Jesse had is headphones in listening to some soft music and flicking through a magazine while Jace slept heavily. A heard of elephants trampling up the hall wouldn't wake him when he was like this. You could rouse him, but you couldn't get him to fully wake up.
He didn't hear when there was knock at the bedroom door but then it opened and he got a surprise to find it was Autumn. He tugged the earbuds from his ears and stopped the music. Along the way, with being sick and his head being a complete mess, he hadn't realised it had gone nearly a week since he and Callum had the sibling DNA test. "Autumn... is everything okay?" he asked her.
What: Results
Where: Home
When: Thursday morning
Jesse had landed himself on bed rest. It was the strict proviso from Evan that he be allowed home. The seizures had been bad for about a week there, so he had to rest and if he was in bed, at least he was safe if he had another one. If he had to use the bathroom, it had to be with help. He had to sit for a shower (but they had a shower chair for Jace's worst days anyway, so it wasn't a big deal) and unless there was a fire in the apartment, he had to keep his butt in bed, on orders of Evan, Christian, Nana, and most importantly, Jace in threatening bitch mode.
This whole thing had taken it out of Jace too. Which is why Jesse was, indeed, being a good boy on bed rest, but beside him, Jace was fast asleep curled up under the covers and out like a light. He was in a bit of shut-down mode. He had woken up that morning and couldn't remember how to coordinate dressing himself. Evan had shuffled him into the kitchen, gave him some toast to take his pills with and then steered him back to bed with Jesse. Jesse had is headphones in listening to some soft music and flicking through a magazine while Jace slept heavily. A heard of elephants trampling up the hall wouldn't wake him when he was like this. You could rouse him, but you couldn't get him to fully wake up.
He didn't hear when there was knock at the bedroom door but then it opened and he got a surprise to find it was Autumn. He tugged the earbuds from his ears and stopped the music. Along the way, with being sick and his head being a complete mess, he hadn't realised it had gone nearly a week since he and Callum had the sibling DNA test. "Autumn... is everything okay?" he asked her.
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She made her way to Jesse and Jace's room per Evan's "Down the hall and to the left" instructions, and knocked gently. No one answered, and she was afraid Jesse might be asleep. But once the door was open she saw that he was awake... Just listening to music. "Hey," she said, crossing over and taking a seat beside him on the edge of the bed. "Yeah, everything's fine... We got the DNA results back this morning. I have to work later, so I wanted to get here as quick as I could to tell you what they said." She wasn't intentionally trying to build suspense here. She just knew Jesse wasn't well, and didn't want to overload him with information all at one time. "Evan said you're not feeling well, so I don't want to keep you awake if you need to sleep. I just wanted to come by and tell you."
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"No, Jace is the one playing Sleepy Beauty for now. Don't worry, you won't wake him," he reassured her. He was propped up on some pillows so he could see the magazine and Jace's head was nuzzled in against his elbow, having cuddled up into Jesse's side in his sleep. He wasn't a snorer, he just slept like the dead when he was like this and had a hand resting on Jesse's thigh. He let out a slow but heavy breath. "Really? The results? Wow..." He wasn't sure if he was ready for this, but what good would it do trying to procrastinate about it?
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She paused only a moment before shifting on the King sized bed to lie down next to Jesse and snuggle close to him. "I hope you're a snuggler, because my brothers and I are in a big time way... Especially when we're dealing with heavy things, and you most definitely are. You don't have to say what you're thinking or feeling yet, because I'm sure it might take some time to even know the answer to that yourself. I sure as hell didn't know when I first heard. But I'll tell you one thing... I have three incredible, brave, and smart brothers, and I couldn't be more proud that you're one of them."
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Now he was suddenly in between two people. His husband, who was just second nature always at his side and his sister. One that wasn't ten years old and preaching at him from the bible. "Well... you kind of have four... five, six, if you include Evan and Christian," he was pointing out, nodding to Jace. "This is... shit, I wish I had a fully functioning brain right now, but I'm not sure that would even help. I never thought anything like this would be happening to someone like me."
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"I get to adopt Jace's brother and his boyfriend, too?" she asked with a grin. "I feel like I just hit the fag hag jackpot to end all jackpots. But seriously... I think even with a functioning brain, it would be hard to figure out how to feel about all of this... But what do you mean by 'happening to someone like you'?" The words were gentle, not pushy, something Autumn had been working on, and she glanced up at her big brother's face. "I'm kind of in shock, too, if it helps."
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He had to give a small laugh. "Jace sort of comes with an epic entourage of people who take care of him. He had an horrific past, but his family have done everything to surround him with love, care and protection. So, he's a package deal. Christian is the added extra, though he and Evan used to hate each other whilst simultaneously cyber-fucking in an online relationship." He shrugged and looked down at Jace while he thought about what he meant. "I was just raised in a very straight-to-line nuclear religious family. On the face of it, they were the perfect family unit and that was what they had to project to everyone in my home town, no matter what. If it came out that my mom not only fucked around on my dad, but got pregnant as a result of it, she would judged and probably even forced out of the church. It was no wonder she kept it all hushed and had the truth buried away. But at the same time, I feel now like maybe she lacked love for me because she resented that I was this massive sin and blight on her life. Someone like me, I just mean that I'm a boring, average person. Not someone in a Hollywood soap opera-like reality TV show."
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"My family, from the sound of things, is a lot like the Turners in that. I've definitely been a diva bitch, but I've always been there for Casey and Cal, and them for me, too. We're a tight family, but not so tight that you can't find a place. Nobody sees you as a mistake or a sin in our family... I think the idea of sin is kind of foreign to us in general. You do good things because they're the right thing to do. You do wrong things because you make bad choices or you're just an asshole... It's not a matter of sinning and offending a zombie in the sky. Well, someone like you is a big brother to someone like me and Casey and Callum, so hopefully you can work with that," she said, but her tone was teasing and light as she glanced over him to where Jace was still sleeping soundly. "Poor guy must've been worn out. He's beautiful, you know. The two of you together are beautiful."
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He nodded and looked down at Jace again for a few moments. He had this tiny frown on his face in his sleep, which he did sometimes when he was in a deep sleep. Nothing at all like the growly bitchface that could switch on when you tried to rouse him to make sure he was conscious. "I think your family are a lot like that. There's no judgement and battles are fought as a team. I've always felt like I didn't belong. Back in my hometown, I never even liked to go out because I felt uncomfortable. The tiny handful of times of I came so close to telling someone I thought I might be gay, I clammed up and didn't say anything. I tried to tell my father so many times. But every time he would give me this look and tell me how proud of me he was and what a fine husband I would make to a wonderful wife with children some day soon." He smiled and his hand went to Jace's back with a soft rob. "It's exhausting fighting against your own brain, which is what he does automatically each day. But he's the most beautiful person I've ever met, inside and out. I couldn't believe it when this gorgeous, bright, sweetheart was chatting away to me the day we met. Bright eyes, but smile, talking so easily and asking me about myself."
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Autumn found herself wishing that every kid got the chance to have parents like she had. Her dad when he was alive, and her mom, were supportive, openminded, and always willing to listen to their kids. They never wanted them to be anything but exactly who they were as a person, and that was pretty incredible in itself. So many kids parents had these expectations that they were meant to fulfill, when all Autumn could think that should be important to a parent was that your kids be good people. "Honestly, if your kids aren't like... murderous sociopaths or child molesters or whatever, I'm pretty sure you should just be glad that they're healthy and support them in whatever they want to do and whoever they are. You'd think that would be common sense, but apparently, it's not. You do make a fine husband. To your fine husband, and I think that's fucking brilliant." She paused, looking him directly in the eye. "I'm really glad you're my brother. We're going to have a good time getting to know each other one way or another. I collect awesome brothers, both biological and not, apparently."
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He scrunched his nose up wryly. "Well, apparently even child molesters are protected by the church and if you're a murdering sociopath, you can find God in prison and be forgiven for your sins. But if you're gay, you should be burned at the stake like a witch and your ashes scattered all over a pile of Playboy magazines full of boobs. Also, steer clear of your family in case they catch fag cooties and taint the church with them." He just shook his head and lowered his gaze sadly. It was still upsetting for him. He didn't have any desire to reconnect with his family, but that didn't mean it didn't still hurt. He met her gaze with a small smile. "Thanks. I'm sorry it all had to happen, though. Shaking up your family like that after everything."