[CLOSED] So, this is everything?

[jayson thomas christopher]

Jayson changed, babying his arm, holding it close. "Hey," he muttered as Caine introduced them as if it was nothing. He gazed at the baby quietly with little interest, though no disgust was there. At least Caine was a good dad, he supposed.

Then he glanced towards the girlfriend, again without much interest. His hands, knees, ached, the scrapes there stinging. But it was dull compared to his shoulder and he huffed.

[caine johnson]

Caine rocked Beau back and forth in his arms. Beau was gettng bigger each day. His little arms and face were slightly chubby, but it only made him look cuter. "Are you hungry, Jayce?" Caine asked, walking over and sticking Beau in the high chair. Caine moved around the kitchen, grabbing a bottle of water from the fridge. "Or thirsty?" He grabbed his brother a bottle too, sliding it across the counter. It landed at the end, almost falling off.

He mummbled something under his breath, and walked over to the couch, sitting down. Caine was hoping Jayce would open up more.. But knew it would take time. He wondered how Jayce felt about being here, meeting Dallas and Beau..

[jayson thomas christopher]

Jayson shook his head, took the bottle of water anyway and twosted off the cap, wincing faintly before taking a drink.

He watched the kid a moment, watched the way Caine acted around him. His own brother was a father now, after a year of not even being in his own life.

He worked his jaw some, turning his gaze elswhere.

[caine johnson]

Caine gazed back toward Jayce, before scooting down into the couch to get more comfortable. "I'm sorry I don't have anything that can relieve pain.." His hand fiddled with the remote, but didn't turn the TV on. He yawned quietly to himself, unsure of what to say anymore. It was difficult to come up with conversation with someone who was completely erased from the mind.. Well except for a name. Jayce probably hates being here..

"Do you wanna go back home tonight? Or go to your boyfriends.." A long pause came from Caine, "or you could stay here.." It was weird, being so distant from Jayce. Jayce had been there Caine's entire life, but now it was like he barely knew Jayce..

[jayson thomas christopher]

"It's fine," Jayson mumbled, staring down at the floor thoughtfully. He touched the baggie in his pocket again. "I don't care, here or at Nevada's. I don't wanna go home." He shifted his weight some and eyed the kid again, watching Dallas curiously.

Huffing, he stretched and rolled his aching shoulder, staring down at his wrapped hands.

[caine johnson]

Caine sighed. He had no clue what to do. Why did it have to be so difficult? "Are you hungry?" He asked looking over at Jayce, hoping for some kind of sign that he wasn't the only one trying. Caine knew it would never be the same, but the feeling in his gut made him want to try to get whatever he missed back. "Or we could go on a walk? I just wanna spend time with you, Jayce.. I know I shouldn't be saying this, cause I am your brother, but I want to get to know. I need to get to know you.. I miss you. Out of every memory they could have left me with, they left me your name.. and only your name."

[jayson thomas christopher]

"I'm not hungry," Jayson mumbled dejectedly, fingers tracing the small baggy and the needle residing there. "We can go for a walk, sure. Whatever." He shrugged, his eyes hurt when Caine said he wanted to get to know him. It was hard, remembering everything and knowing he knew nothing at all.

[caine johnson]

His face lightened, happy that Jayce would go on a walk with him. Caine stood, looking to the kitchen and then the front door. He walked to the door, waiting for Jayce in silence. Before he closed the door, he waved to Dallas and Beau. "I don't know where to begin.." He admitted softly as he started out to the parking lot.