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Who: Jesse Hartley and Casey MacDonald
What: Brothers
Where: Cohasset, MA
When: Late night after THIS

Things had been crazy, to say the least. The decision to go to Cohasset turned out to be for the best, though. Jace knew Jesse wouldn't have gone through with any of this if he had been left to have too much time to think it over. It was strike while the iron was hot, or not at all. What had turned out happening was that Mrs MacDonald had invited Jesse and Jace to stay with them for a couple of nights so they could have plenty of time to get to know each other. It would also give Jesse some time to convalesce and adjust to all this. She had truly been amazing with the news. Shocked, understandably, but both Jesse and Jace were taken under her wing once the news sunk in for her.

She even invited Jace's Nana to stay so they could talk more together while 'the kids' got to know each other better. No doubt, Nana was filling her in on the more deep parts of all this, namely Jace's disability and more about their epilepsy. Nana would have wanted to scope the scene out to be sure what was happening was in Jesse and Jace's best interests because stress wasn't good for them.

They had spent some time together and watched one of the family movies. It was enough for Jesse, though. It was an emotional onslaught for him, seeing his biological father for the first time. He had felt very tired after and both he and Jace went to lie down. Jesse crashed out hard and Jace soon followed soon. It was just after midnight now, and Jesse had woken up with Jace wrapped protectively around him, fast asleep. He had extracted himself from the brace very carefully so he didn't wake Jace really quickly. Jace needed time to adjust to being woken or he got very disoriented and panicked. Just another thing to be aware of when you were around Jace.

But Jesse needed to go to the bathroom and that meant he was going to need Jace's help. He was just holding off as long as he could, because Jace was sleeping so soundly nestled in the warm covers with his feet sticking out the bottom. It was a foreign room and a strange house. Jesse was out of sorts, but he was appreciative of how everything had gone down. He sat on the side of the bed and rubbed his hands over his face tiredly. This was really going to take an adjustment period.
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Everything's weird, everything feels changed. Change isn't always a bad thing, but it's an exhausting and confusing thing. My head feels like it won't stop hurting.

Lying here with Jesse, stroking his hair while he sleeps, I don't know how anyone in this world could ever not want him in their life, or would ever want to change him. He's perfect. He's beautiful. He's my everything. Maybe now we know why... because all along he was made by a beautiful guy so full of love. It's a shame he never got to know him. His dad would have been so damn proud of him, I know that for certain.
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Who: Jace Hartley, Autumn MacDonald, Casey MacDonald and Jesse Hartley
What: That awkward moment you have the same dad
Where: Cohasset, MA
When: Afternoon after THIS

Jace had forcefully begged Evan to discharge Jesse before medically advised. His argument was that it couldn't be against doctor's orders when he lived with the freaking doctor. He had just needed Jesse home, because trying to process all this in hospital with a fucked brain wasn't working. Then, lying awake together in bed the night before, Jesse said if he was going to meet his real father, it had to be now so the guy saw him at his worst. He didn't want to get so far into the process that he thought he had a perfectly functioning illegitimate son, only to get freaked the fuck out by the epilepsy. Jesse had already gone through way too much rejection in his life to be dragged through a hell like that.

So, Nana came to the rescue again when Evan couldn't get the shifts off work and she drove Jesse and Jace to Massachusetts, to a little town called Cohasset. It was a long drive, and Jesse was completely wiped out with Jace not far behind. But this had to be done, or it was going to drive Jesse crazy. Jace didn't know how well his husband was coping with it. Jesse just seemed numb in shock, and probably would struggle to actually believe it until he met his real father, saw what he looked like, what sort of a man he was.

Nana was waiting in the car in the drive, and would wait there for them as long as they needed, she promised. Jace as holding Jesse up around the waist and adjusted his messenger bag over his other shoulder so he could reach up and ring the doorbell. He kissed Jesse's cheek, hating how ill he still looked. "It's going to be okay, whatever happens, baby. I promise. I'm here," he murmured to him while they waited for someone to answer the door.
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Who: Jace and Jesse Hartley
What: Revelations
Where: Neuro Unit, Mount Sinai
When: Morning after the trip to South Carolina

Jace's nana had sent him a text a little while ago saying Jesse was awake and lucid that morning, and asking for Jace was the first thing he had done. The night before, Jace had slept really hard, crashing in the wake of the stressful day. That meant he woke up feeling like he was hung over because stress was his biggest enemy. He had already been stressed with Jesse sick, as anyone would be whenever their partner wasn't well. Just everything else on top of it, and Jace not wanting to reason with his decision to go to South Carolina to get the information he needed for Jesse, and ASAP. The flight there and back had been rough, the confrontation with Jesse's mother had brought out his inner bitch pretty distinctly, but all that took energy he had little of.

That meant now that morning had come and he was awake, he was hazy himself. It took extra focus to do the most basic of things. He even put his shirt on inside out and it took way too long for him to figure out why he couldn't get the buttons to work. Days like this, he despised being brain-injured, but there was nothing he could do about it. He got ready to go back to the hospital to Jesse slowly, and somehow managed a typo-laden text message back to his Nana telling her to let Jesse know he was on his way. He nearly went out the door without taking his meds too. Luckily Evan, always on the ball, intercepted him to remind him and then gave him a lift to the hospital because he wasn't satisfied Jace would make it there safely being as foggy as he was.

Which is why this conversation was going to be tough, but at least he and Jesse were in the same boat together. Both their brains were fucked. It never felt lonely anymore. He stopped at the vending machine and got Jesse some of his favourite apple juice. Much like Jace with his bananas, it was only really apple juice Jesse would stomach in the wake of his seizures. They always had some in the fridge at home.

"Hey, baby," he murmured when he arrived, giving Jesse a faint, relived smile to see him away. He was still pale and really off-colour but that, too, was something Jace was used to now. He gave Jesse a kiss and then cuddled him the best he could, really not wanting to let go once he started. "How are you feeling?"
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Who: Christian Casey and Evan Turner
What: Talk, talk, talk
Where: Home
When: Late in the night, after THIS

Christian had been at work when all this stuff had gone down. He hadn't been long home when Evan arrived back with Jace, who looked like he had been hit by a bus. In fact, he was wondering if maybe Jesse would need to be moved from his private room into a two-bed room so he could have a hospital honeymoon suite with his husband. Jace had just dumped his bag and jacket in the hall, Evan helped him get his boots off, and then helped him out of his clothes down to his tank top and underwear, and then he flopped into bed, crashing out straight away.

Evan sat beside Jace on the bed for a little while, just monitoring to him to make sure he was just sleeping and not falling into a seizure. Christian put the kettle on and then came back to the doorway of Jesse and Jace's room right when Evan was giving Jace a little shake of his shoulder to check he was rousable. Jace shift in his sleep and rolled over, so they weren't in a danger zone for now. "Come have a cuppa," Christian coaxed his lover, nodding in the direction of the kitchen. He knew Evan would need to talk, and he would need to be kept up-to-speed with what was happening with the Jesse situation.
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Who: Jace Hartley and Evan Turner with Mrs Hartley
What: Confrontations
Where: Blacksburg, South Carolina
When: After THIS

Jace wasn't remotely in a good mood. He hadn't been in a good mood all day, but it had only been made worse when the flight to South Carolina, albeit short enough, made him really motion sick and he spent the duration of it throwing up. Which exhausted him, already on top of being drained with Jesse in hospital. None of it deterred him from his goal, it just primed him even more for the confrontation.

Arriving at Jesse's hometown didn't impressed Jace at all. The cab they took smelled like cigarette smoke with threatened more nausea, and the place itself he was hating by default of how judged Jesse had been. He didn't care for any sightseeing, to say the least. Now he was standing on the doorstep of the home Jesse grew up in. It felt fucking weird. Here he was, married to an amazing guy, and he had never so much as uttered a single word to his family, let alone met thing. They weren't here for niceties, however.

He rang the doorbell and soon a woman answered... )

NARRATIVE, SCENE COMPLETE
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You're taking me to South Carolina. Like, tonight. I just booked flights with your credit card number.
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Who: Jace Hartley and Ethan Marshall
What: Great big WTF moment
Where: Neurology Unit, Mount Sinai
When: Friday morning

Days like this, Jace wished he was allowed to be a coffee drinker. Stress exhausted him, but he wouldn't be anywhere besides the hospital with Jesse once again admitted after a seizure. There was no particular reason why his condition had exacerbated in the last couple of weeks. Sometimes, with epilepsy, that could just happen. This time, Jace was feeling beyond guilty and beating himself up inside. Jesse had been out of hospital just under a week and he seemed to be getting back on his feet. The night before, Christian had been on a nightshift and Evan had been paged into work on an emergency consult. That was okay, because Nana had found a place to live nearby, and Jace and Jesse knew she could be called if anything happened.

Which it did. Jace woke up about four, immediately aware he was in bed alone. Of course, he panicked, and with good cause. Jesse was out cold on the bathroom floor and Jace couldn't wake him up. His watch had smashed on the tiles when he fell, and that was how he saw it would have been just after midnight (on Jesse's birthday) it happened. Jesse always wore his watch, even to bed, in case Jace had a fit and he could time it no matter where it happened. Jace called his Nana in a panic, who called 911 for him and came right over. Jace had really convinced himself Jesse was dead. That was why he was now standing there exhausted, leaning against the wall at the vending machine trying to talk himself out of getting a coffee. That would just be counter-productive.

"Fuck," he mumbled and instead pushed the option for tea, which would taste like shit but he couldn't take his own meds on an empty stomach. This was the very much not-glamorous part of being in a marriage where both of them had a serious illness. While Jace had a lot of pride in now officially being Jesse's next-of-kin, the decision maker when Jesse was too ill to consent anything himself, it was stressful and still taking Jace some getting used to.
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My husband spent the morning of his first married birthday passed out cold on the bathroom floor for four hours because I was too crashed out to wake up and help him, and then the rest of it in hospital.

I suck as a husband.
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HERE @ [community profile] muserevival

"This is how the story went
I met someone by accident
Who blew me away
Blew me away
And It was in the darkest of my days
When you took my sorrow and you took my pain
And buried them away, buried them away."

• Hiding My Heart, Adele


Having a sick partner is challenge enough for anyone. Though, it wasn’t something Jace ever envisaged he would have. This was purely for the fact he was clinically disabled himself as a result of a brain injury when he was child. He was always the sick one, the one getting taken care of, the one being poked, prodded, wrapped up in cotton wool. That frustrated him sometimes, when he got older and started yearning for more independence. Everything changed when he met the love of his life in, of all places, the neurologist’s waiting room.

He liked to think they were kindred spirits, put in the same place at the same time, lamenting the same challenges... )
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At the hospital with Jesse. Flare-up with two fits in two days. The second one went on too long so we had to call the ambulance. Visitors are fine, but he's crashed right out. However, if one more nurse tries to imply they know my husband's condition better than me just because they work with him, I'm going to hit something.
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Jace just woke me up in the middle of the night to tell me he wants to throw a party for Evan's birthday... this Monday.

Apparently we haven't had enough excitement this past months.
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That awkward moment when your husband wakes up in the wee hours of the morning to go to the bathroom, brain forgets he's not in the holiday location anymore, and I wake up to a loud crash to find him roadkill on the bedroom floor after tripping over the end of the bed.

I have a feeling this lady sitting in the waiting room thinks I hit him. It probably didn't help when Jace felt the need to tell her that I didn't him him and he just fell into a wall #braininjuredproblems #nobraintomouthfilter #bleeding
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My husband is sitting in the bathroom bitching at me through the door about how unfair it is some brain injured dude got to turn into Einstein and it wasn't him. Whilst simultaneously cussing out his big brother for buying crap toilet paper #marriedlife
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Waiting to board our plane home. Got a giant headache that's putting me in a bad mood and Jace isn't feeling so hot. Thank god for Nana. See y'all when we get back x
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We made it. Exhausted as all hell and it's been a long trip. Going to take a long snooze and sleep off the jetlag. This has to be one of the most beautiful places on earth, and I get to share it with Jace.

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At our stopover waiting to board the connecting flight to Fiji. Jace didn't do so well on the flight, but he's feeling a bit better now. Can't wait to get there and relax... among other things ;)
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Just got my first official husband bitch-out trying to wake Jace up for breakfast to get our early flight. It looks and sounds a lot like a boyfriend bitch-out, and a fiancé bitch-out, only hotter, because he's wearing a wedding ring and our room service dude called us Mr & Mr Hartley ;)
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Sitting here on the windowsill watching my husband sleep and looking at the views over Central Park. Tomorrow at the asscrack of dawn, we fly out to Fiji for our honeymoon. Still all feels out of this world ♥ #totallymarried #consummated #repeatedly:D
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Who: Jesse and Jace Hartley
What: Wedding night
Where: The Plaza Hotel, NYC
When: After THIS

It was the early hours of the morning by the time the grooms departed for their couple of nights at The Plaza before they flew out for Fiji first thing Monday morning. They said goodbye to everyone, tried to hug as many people as possible, and then had a limo to take them from the reception venue to the hotel, leaving the party still buzzing on without them. They were both exhausted, aching all over from dancing, and hugging, and smiling. Maybe it was late, but it was also their wedding night and they had absolutely nothing to get out of bed for tomorrow.

It was all very posh, but they were basking in the special treatment. It made everything that little bit more fun. Honestly, their wedding and marriage would have meant the same to them no matter how they did it, but it had been amazing fun and Jesse loved every minute of seeing Jace so happy without worrying he was going to have a fit. That night, that was the last thing on either of their minds.

They had cuddled up in the limo, not being able to keep their hands off each other for the short journey... )

NARRATIVE, COMPLETE
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Who: Jace and Jesse Hartley with everyone else, basically
What: Wedding reception!
Where: The Glasshouses, NYC
When: After THIS

The day had been crazy, but in an amazing way. Jace's face was hurting not just from smiling so much, but from getting his cheeks pinched by his family. Then he was probably not going to be far off having bruises on his body just from the amount of hugs he had received, and his lips were stinging from how much he had been kissing Jesse (and there might have been a little, "quickie" encounter when they stole a few moments alone together). There had been a lot of mingling, eating, laughing, gushing over wedding rings. Jace felt like he was on cloud nine and no matter what, just couldn't stop grinning. He and Jesse were actually married.

It was now time for the first dance, and Jace's head was still spinning. This time, it was just Angel singing on his own. After the first dance was announced, Angel stepped up to the microphone and started to sing Love Is In The Air, but only after telling everyone that the grooms wanted everyone to join them, because it wasn't just their Valentine's Day, it was everyone's. Jace was nearly crying again when Jesse came up to him and wrapped his arms around him.

"Oh my god, don't make me trip," he shrieked with a laugh and then planted a kissed on Jesse's lips, smiling into it. "Are you sweeping me off my feet, gorgeous. Oh, wait, you already did that. I love you. We are totally married now, most amazing husband in the whole wide world."
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Who: Jace Turner and Jesse Hartley
What: WEDDING
Where: The Glasshouses, NYC
When: Valentine's Day Night

Jace and Jesse's wedding had turned into a huge affair. Even if it wasn't intended, the more practical thought they put into it when the planning stages started, the more Jace realised he didn't want anything small. He wanted the whole deal, to get up in front of everyone he knew to marry the guy he loved more than life itself. It was never going to be a small thing. Jesse just went along with Jace. He was the placid content one of the two. Jace was still a sweet, easygoing guy, but he loved his flashy things and he actually knew a hell of a lot of New York based people... and that was without counting the quite large and extended Turner family.

There was only one person from Jesse's blood relations there, and that was his cousin. He had no desire to invite anyone else when they had reacted very coldly to his telephone call to tell them he was getting married. First is had been ridiculous excitement from his parents thinking he was about to tell them he was marrying a woman. It had even been punctuated with a, "We knew you would get over that homosexual phase, darling. A bit of time away, that's all you needed. When are you coming home? We'll need to give them plenty of notice at the church for the ceremony." It was that day that Jesse basically cut all ties with his own family. He didn't need them. He had plenty of amazing people now here in New York who he considered his family, and the Turners had welcomed him with open arms, even if there were some teething problems with handing over the reigns of Jace's care to him.

And the day had finally come... )

NARRATIVE, COMPLETE
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Getting my Motown on with the Electricks guys for Jace and Jesse's wedding march tonight. Can't fucking wait. Rehearsing has been fucking fantastic.
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I know you're probably asleep because it's really, really late, and this might be breaking the rules a little, but they're ours to break, right? I love you. I love you so fucking much. I can't believe tomorrow is nearly here. I miss you. Can't wait until tomorrow night xxx
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First time I haven't shared a bed with Jesse in months and it's a really freaking cold night.
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Hospital gate leave for Jace and Jesse's wedding tomorrow. Thank fuck for small miracles #couldntmissit
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It's been a rough week, but in just two more sleeps, I get to marry the beautiful, sweet, kind, funny, amazing love of my life. Can't believe it's nearly here. Nervous, but in a good way ;)

Jace, baby, this is one's for you.

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Jesse had a fit last night. Almost a full week to the hour before our wedding. Is this the world trying to tell us something when he hasn't had one in months?

There is too much to think about. Why can't my brain work?!
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I know this is awkward and really short notice, but is there any chance we could change the order for our wedding cake? I took a nap and left Jace alone with Google.
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HERE @ muserevival

Ten things you're currently contemplating about your life

1. How to be an awesome husband
2. Accepting there will always be challenges
3. Wondering if prejudice (blatant or subconscious) will ever be escapable
4. Wondering if I'll ever manage to be above being offended by it
5. Nurturing positivity about the next step in my career
6. Wedding planning is hard when you really want it to be the best day of your life
7. Being a nurse and being someone's carer isn't the same thing
8. There's never enough words to cover how you feel about someone you love
9. Two men or two women can be just as amazing as a man and a woman
10. Officially renouncing my religion

Jesse Hartley // Original Character
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Those nights where you can't fall asleep because you can't stop just thinking about everything.
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[personal profile] slowsouthernstyle
Who: Jesse Hartley and Liz Harrison
What: Last minute wedding plans
Where: New York City
When: Thursday morning

It was freezing out today, but it wasn't going to prevent Jesse running the errands he needed to. Jace was having another blip in his health and had spent the last two days in such a state of confusion and haziness that it seemed inevitable he would have a fit. His memory was shocking, he was struggling to even get out the right words. When the headache got more intense around dinner time the night before, Jesse stuck close to him, hoping it wouldn't happen. It did, but luckily not a bad one, and it hit in the middle of the night. That morning, Jace was dead to the world sleeping it off. It wasn't exactly blamed on Jace stressing over the wedding, but it was definitely not helping matters.

Trying to change the sheets after Jace was sick on the bed and helping him use the bathroom, Jesse had promised Jace he would get some more of their wedding plans set it stone so he didn't need to worry. Lorenzo had stepped right in and was great so far, but he had his hands full. Jesse could try to chase up some of the outstanding things himself. Which is what brought him here to the bakery Lee had been going to order the rainbow wedding cake Jace wanted from. It was one of the only places who hadn't confirmed the order and it seemed like an oversight on Lee's part. It was just hard to know with the whole awful accident happening. So, he left his sleeping fiancé in the more-than-capable hands of Nana Turner to try to take a few of the things out of Jace's mind that he was worrying about.

Jesse pulled out the copied list of things he had to chase up from his coat pocket, double checking he had the right place. This was definitely the place, so he stepped inside and pulled off his gloves while he waited for someone to come to the counter to serve him.
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Grateful for a flexible job right now so I can be with my darlin' on these days he's not doing so good.

Now, if only I could get him to stop stressing about the wedding.


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Well, fuck. I just got offered a new job and the love of my life is too busy snoring in a nest of covers to share the news with.

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