two wrongs make an [arkwright]

Jason freezes when he hears a voice from the other side of the door. He can't explain the inexplicable bout of nervousness that settles in his stomach, palms sweaty and face suddenly hot. He rests his hands on the door, composing himself before he lets himself in.

Adrien is looking much better than he did yesterday. There's no blood, but there's bandaging where the pokemon had made impact. He definitely won't be up for a while. The nurse beside them gives them more room, keenly aware that Adrien is his supposed 'significant other'. Jason avoids her gaze as he sidesteps her.

He falls back into his usual self, something easier said than done considering what happened last night. Jason pulls a chair from the wall and faces it backwards, leaning on the back of it and acting as casual as he can.

He grins at Adrien, throwing the box of tea on his lap. It's a random one that he grabbed off the shelf of his store. Earl grey. Something that sounds as pompous as he is.

"So how much of an ass were you last night? To get yourself in the hospital?"

Jason cringes, recalling the events from yesterday. He hadn't seen a Cranidos, but from what the pictures showed, it was Lena's. To think that a ranger would attack another person -- and intoxicated, for measure, infuriates him. She's a trainer, not a ranger. If he had a say, she'd be fired. Rangers don't deserve that reputation, especially when it's because of someone who hasn't been there for longer than a couple months.

Anger aside, Jason leaves that thought for later and turns his attention towards Adrien. "Well I heard you were pretty wasted. Enough to propose to her." He snorts. He should've known that Adrien would do something like this eventually.

Jason catches the box in his hands. "It's tea. You preppy types like that kind of shit right?" He stands, waking over to place it on the table next to Adrien. He's much more of a coffee person. Jason maybe have gotten a random box off the shelf of the convenience store, but it's the thought that counts.

He snaps back at Adrien, although there's no bite to it. "You know it's rude to give back gifts." Jason stands over at Adrien's bed, hands stuffed into his pockets and leers over him with a smile.

"What do you want me to do? Give you another kiss?

"Guess she didn't get the message." He shrugs. It's all over the news. A ranger gone rogue. Police brutality. Jason has heard of these stories, but he's never been present to see it. Now that he has...well, it's changed his perspective. Even he could be the subject of national debate one day, because of one incident.

He blinks. Adrien mumbles under his voice, looking a little irritated. He catches the word 'you'. He can assume the rest. Jason hadn't remembered treating him poorly during the festival. He quirks and eyebrow. "...What was that? Did I do something?" Jason says, taking the time to clarify before rushing to assumptions for once.

Jason doesn't move when Adrien pauses to stare at him. If anything, he edges closer, ready to spring away if anything goings awry. He's doing it. He's actually going to go gay. He's always been fairly sure of his sexuality -- at least, until Adrien.

It's been in the back of his mind ever since that kiss, a mass of confusion that he doesn't like to think about. And after a night of self-reflection, he decides that it's better to just try it and sort through everything later. An experiment. He laughs, from both embarrassment and amusement.

Jason's face heats up despite himself. His composure breaks. He looks at the wall off to the side, deftly avoiding Adrien's gaze and scratches at the back of his neck. It's now or never.

"And what if I did...?"

Jason quirks and eyebrow, but he doesn't push. He knows he can be an asshole at times, but not enough to make someone try to forget. Adrien's gay...right? He's with--oh. Trace. Or Aster. Whoever e was. Was Adrien with him? While it wasn't explicitly stated, it seemed as if they were a couple at the party.

Aster's responses are quick, one worded responses. With a glance up he can tell that Adrien's avoiding his gaze too, not quite comfortable with his presence. Jason comes to a realization. He's being too forward.

"Oh." They're suddenly too close. He stands up and takes a step away from Adrien's bed, recalling the hazy events from their second meeting. Trace had said they were dating. And he'd said that he was dating Isabelle.

While it seemed petty at the time, he hadn't realized how that might have hurt Adrien. Perhaps it was the fear of his sexuality that made him act that way, or maybe it's because he just wanted to prove his masculinity, but in the end his actions were unwarranted.

"I'm sorry, I'm making you uncomfortable. I forgot to tell you that Isabelle and I aren't really dating. And that you and Trace are..." He makes a motion with his hands, suddenly at a loss for words.

"Together."

"You didn't look fine." Jason snaps back, keenly aware of the awkwardness that'd laid heavily in the air the moment they talked about another kiss. He meets Adrien's eyes again, skittyish and practically ready to bolt out of the room. Perhaps he shouldn't have said anything at all. He didn't have to visit Adrien today.

But Trace and him weren't dating. It was all a joke, and Jason can't deny the intense feeling of relief at the revelation. His eyes widen when Adrien says he's straight, but his gaze never strays from Adrien's face, despite him looking somewhere else.

Until today. His confession is admittedly endearing. Jason can't help but give him a shy smile back approaching the bed with hesitant steps, "Well, I never thought I was into guys either but I guess we're both new at this..." He laughs awkwardly.

Jason's experience with relationships in itself extends no more than a couple months at most, despite the rumours. With Adrien it feels as if he's a teenager again, new and anxious and awkward. He hopes the novelty passes soon.

"So do you want to...?"

To what? Jason didn't even know himself. He's tongue-tied, grabbing at the straws but nothing comes. But Adrien affirms. He says yes. To whatever this is. His smile urges Jason on, to keep going despite the sheer uncomfortableness of the situation.

"To...to--" He huffs, suddenly changing directions. He takes to holding Adrien's face, taking a moment to consider if it's really worth it, and going for it as he delivers a gentle kiss. It's not as bad the second time around, with the intention to do so.

Blood pounds in his ears as he as he leans back, and he half expects Adrien to slap him or something, but Jason gets his words out quickly before anything else can happen.

"To date?"