[CLOSED] turn it all around or throw it all away.

[nevada 'vegas' jayvon hanson]

Nevada nodded, kissing him gently. He reached a hand up to stroke his hair. He had a vague idea who he was, and knew everything he had known before about Jayson. He just wondered what else it was that he didn't know. He didn't know that guy's name, or where he was, for that matter.

"I never slept with you.." He said, remembering what was different about him. "That's what was different about you.. I told you that you can be on top because you've only been with girls.." He looked over at him, getting frustrated that he couldn't see him.

[jayson thomas christopher]

Jayson smiled, just nodding faintly, played with his fingers gently. "Yeah," He mumbled with a gently smile again, searching his face. "That's right... Are you okay?" His eyebrows furrowed, wondering why he had cried out like that in the first place.

He stretched a bit, looking around the hospital. He hated it here, could only ever imagine Caine's still body.

[nevada 'vegas' jayvon hanson]

Nevada nodded, taking Jayson's hand. "I'm fine. Why wouldn't I be fine? I have you here." He said with a smile, reaching up to stroke his cheek.

"I really do love you, Jayce.." He said quietly, looking up at him blindly. The one person he wanted to see and he couldn't see him. "I've never loved anyone before and I never want to love anyone ever again, I know that much. I may not remember anything else, but I remember you and that's what matters.." He smiled, trailing his fingers slowly over his cheek.

[jayson thomas christopher]

Jayson smiled, squeazing his hand gently. "I...love you too, Vegas." He kissed his forehead, brushing his hair back. "I-..." He was at a loss. A heart attack...who would have even guessed?

"I was so scared.." He mumbled softly, chewing on his lip for a moment, the skin there feeling raw from doing so.

[nevada 'vegas' jayvon hanson]

"I'm sorry I scared you.." He whispered, playing with Jayson's fingers. His touch still made Vegas' heart pound, and he smiled, reaching up to rub sleepily at an eye. "I don't remember anything.. I don't know what's wrong, why I'm here.. I don't know why I can't just.. remember. You're all I remember. And even bits of that is missing. Like.. something about those memories involve other things that I just.. can't grasp and it's fucking frustrating. As frustrating as not being able to fucking SEE." Despite not being able to remember much, he was slowly returning to his old, obnoxious self.

[jayson thomas christopher]

Jayson smiled down at him gently. "At least you remember how to act.." He mumbled halfheartedly. "I dunno..I just-..I was told you had a heart attack.. When I got here they were tryina lower your temperature." He bit his lip again.

[nevada 'vegas' jayvon hanson]

"Heart attack? And how old am I?" He asked, looking blindly over at Jayson. He honestly couldn't tell if he was looking at him or past him. He was just a blur.

'You didn't have a /heart attack/.' That voice in his head cackled. 'I was just playing a little fun. What better way to get to know your father, huh?'

'Well, I can think of other ways than wiping out your son's memory, fuck face.' He thought bitterly.

'Careful. I can destroy you from the inside out. It'd be a shame to leave that cute boyfriend of yours behind, huh?'

Nevada reached up and rubbed his nose, then he yawned. "You can't like.. come cuddle or something?" He asked, glancing over in his general direction.

[jayson thomas christopher]

"I wish.." Jayson mumbled, eying the mess of cords and the size of the small bed. He was afraid of hurting him, too. Tasting blood on the tip of his tongue, he eased up on his lip a bit, absently looking down at Nevada's hand, playing with his fingers quietly for a moment.

"When you gonna be allowed to leave?" He just wanted to go curl up, where they could be alone for a bit, where he knew everything was okay and that Nevada would still be with him when he had to get up in the morning.

[nevada 'vegas' jayvon hanson]

Nevada snorted, then gagged, covering his mouth. He had forgotten about the breathing tube in his nose. He waited for the feeling of nausea to pass, then laid back on the bed, lacing his fingers between Jayson's.

"So you mean to tell me.. you're asking a guy who doesn't know his full name, or how old he is, and was just told by you-" He squeezed his hand. "-/why/ he was in here.. when he's going to get out? You're an air head, huh?" He smiled, trying to tell him he meant no harm by it.

"The worst part of this is not being able to see you." He said quietly.

"Well, the worst part is over cause I got your glasses." Zander said, putting them on his face.

"Sweet Jesus, and then there was sight." Nevada smiled, looking over at Jayson. His stomach filled suddenly with butterflies and he bit his lip.

"And your tongue ring." Zander said, putting it in his hand.

[jayson thomas christopher]

"I'm not an air-head.." Jayson mumbled, taking the joke halfheartedly. He didn't raise his head until Zander came back in, smiled a bit. "Better..?" He murmured, going back to playing with his fingers. He didn't know what else to do, honestly, felt completely and utterly helpless.

Shifting his weight some, he sighed. Today had been a turn of events, that was for sure..