What If? (P1) || Jake / Reader || Draft

Posessive

"Yeah.. I'm sorry if I upset you back at the school before, or if I've been taking things too far."
   Mm. Jake's voice is so smooth with how low he speaks, even with the rain drops hitting your back as he nuzzles right against the crook of your neck.
"I was trying to lighten the mood is all."

"I know. It's fine." You reach back to brush your hand against the side of his face - the two of you sitting on the edge of a Hometree branch as the storm continues. "-I wasn't actually, just needed an excuse to get back at you."

Each of his thighs are pressed right up to the outer parts of yours, and his hands - well, they're hardly anywhere but your stomach.

The weathers cool, the rain isn't coming down too hard - it smells so fresh and relaxing. And Jake's being one hell of a romantic with how tightly he snuggles into you.

A beautiful, calm night for once.

"Of course you did.
   I expect nothing less, along with Grace smacking me upside the head. I swear I'm still bruised after all that time."
Which he rubs the side of his temple, laughing.

"You deserved it."

"Yeah...." He kisses your soft skin. "-I absolutely did."

He falls silent for a while, the only noises being between the ikran higher up and the thunder echoing against the forest.

"Do your ever think about what it would be like if we hadn't met?"

You're not sure you heard him right the first time, and slowly turn to look at him.
    "Why would I think about that? It sounds awful."

"If Tommy hadn't died." He begins. "If you hadn't studied so hard to get the position here... so many things could have changed one little course."

"Have you been fixating on those ideas because of what happened to me?"

He places a finger under your chin, and stares at you sweetly.
"I've been trying to imagine what it would be like. If I woke up tomorrow and I was back home on earth. If this was all a dream.
  Every day was hell, trying to scrape by and spend what time I could with friends - when we all had the funds and time, that is."
       He hugs you tighter, and his brows press together.
"I don't want to wake up and lose you, or anyone else we've become so close with. I don't think I could handle going back home and being so alone again."

You understandably frown, and as you turn even more so you're facing him - he kisses your forehead.

"I know none of us will ever fully understand what you've been going through, but I do try."
He explains.
   "I'm sorry for all that time between us that'll be lost, and all that progress we made together as a family.
    But, I want you to know how much it means to me that even with a new chance given, you're going through it all over again for me."
A tear builds on the edge of his waterline.
   "For all that time together, and all those kids - you must have really loved me." He faintly smiles.
"And I still can't imagine someone ever loving me for so long or so passionately. I didn't see myself as the type to deserve it."

"Jake." Your lips frown as he expresses his thoughts, and you pull him in as he sniffles - pressing his face right on your shoulder as you hold him.
    "Of course you are."

He pulls you further up and into his lap.

"We had our hiccups just like anyone else would, and sure it wasn't easy juggling so many kids, but we made it.
   You took over the war council with Neytiri, and sacrificed so much to keep fighting the RDA back.
   Out of all of us, they want you dead the most. You say I could have walked away when waking up all those months ago and spared myself a life of war with the second chance; but even before I was pregnant in our first go - you could have, too."