Oc oneshots

Jalex (Jason x Alex)

Jason was sitting in his office signing papers and scribbling notes, when he heard knocking on his door. He gets up, annoyed someone is disrupting him, and goes to his door. When he opens it, he frowns and looks over the person.

Alex was holding onto the door frame with one hand on his knee. His breathing was quick and shallow, concerning the taller of the two. Alex looks up with teary eyes and chokes on his words, only managing out a pained noise. Jason pulls Alex inside his office, and closes the door. "What the fuck happened to you? You look like shit." Alex manages a soft chuckle, before groaning in pain and falling to the floor. He holds up his pointer finger, and coughs into his free hand. Once hes finished he looks at Jason, clearly struggling to find something to say. Jason sighs and crouches down to Alex on the floor. "Alex, breath, you're hyperventilating."

Alex was in fact, hyperventilating, and he just then noticed it. He follows as Jason leads him through deep breaths, until he starts breathing normally again. "J-Jason..They...everyones... Jason they're all gone..." it was a soft whisper, but Jason heard it clearly.

And he didnt understand a single thing the fucker was spouting.

"Alex calm the fuck down, what do you mean they're all gone? Who's gone?" He was getting impatient. Seriously, he had work to be doing, but he doesn't understand why he hasn't just told him to fuck off yet. Alex takes a few deep breaths, trying to calm himself. "T-Tyler f-failed an experiment...h-he changed...and attacked t-the others...I-I couldn't save them Jason...I-I couldn't save them..."

Oh.

OH.

Jason hesitantly gets up, bending back down to pick up the smaller male. He opens the door with his foot, and walks down the long hallways to his room. He opens the door and goes in, closing it with his foot. He carefully sets Alex on the couch, and sits by him. "Jason what do I-I do...i...they all died...my-my family is dead..." Jason honestly felt bad. He doesn't know what it's like, to have his murdered in front of him. But he has lost his before. In a fire, but still. He looks at Alex and pats his back awkwardly. "I know what it's like to lose family...I'm sorry..but people die Alex, and you need to understand that."

Alex looked at him with teary eyes. Without thinking, and in desperate need of comfort, he hugged Jason tightly, burying his face in the other shirt.

Muffled sobbing was all that could be heard in the near silent room. Jason hesitantly tried comforting Alex, rubbing his back in small circles. He unconsciously started humming, but it seemed to calm the smaller down some. Alex quietly yawned, but still refused to let go of Jason's shirt.

Jason smiles softly at him. Alex was annoying as all fuck, but sometimes he was cute. And moments like this were ones Jason secretly cherished, because there was no barriers between the two.

Soft snoring snapped him out of his thoughts, and he looked down to see Alex asleep on him.

He decided his work could wait for now. Maybe he liked Alex, but would he ever admit that to him?

Fuck. No.

THE END