Jesse’s hands were shaking uncontrolably, he bit his bottom lip, stretching out his left arm to pick up his phone, silently he dialed in the number that was scrawled on the peice of paper, every fibre…Every ounce of his being was nervous, he had no idea what he was going to say when he finally managed to put the phone to his ear, all he knew was that he desperately needed to hear the Brits voice, the soft, soothing melody that flows from his lips every time he whispers those sweet words in his ear, that moment at the airport yesterday went better than Jesse could of ever imagined…The sheer memory of holding John, of being with him…Of their kiss left Jesse breathless even now, which would make it rather difficult to speak normally on the phone…

Jesse consoled himself, focusing his thoughts on something else as he dialled in the last number and shifted the phone so that it rested near his ear.

He picked up on the first ring.

“Hello?” John’s voice drifted through the phone

“Hey John..It’s me,” Jesse said, closing his eyes. Dissapointed that those four words where the best he could manage,

“Jesse?” John called

“Nope, Captain Sheppard..” Jesse said, grinning “Of course it’s me, who else silly?” he could hear John chuckle slightly on the other end of the phone,

“Im glad you called” John said after a moments silence

“Yeah well..I just wanted to know if you wanted to…You know, maybe, Possibly, kinda…”

“Spit it out Jesse” John said with a hint of annoyance, but Jesse could still hear him laughing lightly into the phone

“Im getting there!” Jesse protested “As I was saying…Do you want to meet up sometime?”

It seemed John answered before Jesse was even able to finish his question “Yes!” he said, he must of thought that he sounded too eager because moments later his voice rang through the phone again, “I mean..Yeah, sure..Whatever”

Jesse grinned “How’s St Martigo’s at 8?”

“Sounds like a plan” John confirmed, having no idea where that even was…He would have to ask Dodger„

“Great! See you then!” Jesse called, the two exchanged goodbyes before putting down the phone, his grin still plastered to his face,

“Was that really so hard?” Jesse’s brain taunted

“Shutup..”

“Do you really think arguing with yourself will help? Dont you need to get ready?” It cooed softly

Jesse growled, sometimes it was like him and his brain were different people, and the brain was the smart one
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John stared at the phone that now lay on his desk, their previous conversation still playing through his head, today was already shaping out to be a great day…He checked his watch, realising he only had two hours to find out where St Martigo’s was, get ready and get there, he pushed himself up out of his chair and stumbled towards his bathroom,

Propping himself up on the side of the shower John let the water run for a moment, he had no intention of getting frozen by cold water and be tormented by the possibility of screaming like a little girl when said occasion occurs, once the water had reached it’s desirable temperature John stepped it, his silky black hair instantly being plastered to the sides of his face, he let the water run down his chest, dragging his fingers through his hair, John reached out for a bottle of shower gel, emptying it on his body, lathering it into his skin as he whistled, smiling he recognised the tune, he had never really been a fan of this particular artist, but after meeting Jesse, and the events that unfolded as a result of that, he couldn’t help but think that somehow they fit.. He smiled to himself as he reached for the shampoo, singing various lyrics softly under his breath

“Seems like there’s always someone who disapproves
They’ll judge it like they know about me and you”

He poured the contents of the shampoo bottle over his now ruffled hair, running his hands through the soft mess as he continued to sing, getting slightly louder at each word,

“And the verdict comes from those with nothing else to do
The jury’s out, but my choice is you”

He smiled, throwing his head back to allow the water to drain out any remaining shampoo left hiding in his hair

“So don’t you worry your pretty little mind
People throw rocks at things that shine”

Grinning he streched out his arm, flailing his hand as he searched for the conditioner, his hand finally met with the plastic container

“The stakes are high, the water’s rough, but this love is ours”

He raked his fingers through his hair, evenly spreading the conditioner, unaware that he was beginning to sway with the music

“And it’s not theirs to speculate if it’s wrong and
Your hands are tough but they are where mine belong in”

Turning the shower nozzle on full he tipped his chin up and awaited the water to splash down his front, turning around he allowed his hair to become drenched by the torrent of water,

“I’ll fight their doubt and give you faith with this song for you”

He shook his head to remove various water particles and droplets that had accumulated on his face, wiping a hand down his cheeks he began to turn the water off,

“You never know what people have up their sleeves
Ghosts from your past gonna jump out at me”

He closed his eyes for a moment, unable to think of the next line as he wrapped a towell around his waist, it was for the best really, he didn’t even want to think about how he knew most of the lyrics, and he didn”t really want anyone to find out that he had spent the last half hour singing that in the shower…

He grinned again, his eyes sparkling as he left the bathroom, still swaying in time with the music he had long since stopped singing
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“Shit! Fuck!, God DAMNIT!” Jesse yelled, managing to yet again cut his chin on his razor, he really needed to concentrate more, unable to get the Brit out of his head was litterally causing him phsyical pain, he groaned lightly, tutting as the blood trickled dow his chin and dripped into the awaiting sink, he sighed, dabbing it up with a spare peice of tissue paper, he managed to finsih of the rest of his stubble without maiming himself or causing any further injuries, which was a start…

“That was clever” his brain sneered

After cleaning up the sink and loading on aftershave Jesse emerged out of the bathroom, this day couldn’t go wrong…It had to be perfect, rifling through some cuboards in his bedroom he finally found what he was after, he wrapped his hand around a small tin, pulling it out of the cuboard and setting it down on the table revealing the name, ‘TIGI bedhead power’

Jesse grinned, it had been a while since he had used this, prefering to just leave his hair as it is, it’s easier that way plus his brain didn’t make as many snide remarks, which was always a bonus..However he did remember how people admired the ‘deliberatly crap’ hairstyle when he was last sporting it, it was worth a try right?

Jesse re-entered the bathroom, placing the tin down on his sink, scooping a small ammount with his fingers and running them through his hair, narrowing his eyes to ensure he was getting every single detail done to a decent quality..He had never made this much of an effort to look good..But today, today was different.

Once Jesse had finished with his hair he continued to stare at himself in the mirror for a further five minutes, debating whether anything else needed to be done, shrugging he couldn’t find anything that needed to be altered so he waltzed back into his room and approached his wardrobe, flinging the doors open his face fell..

“This…Is going to take a while” Jesse groaned, banging his head into the door in exasperation.
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“Dodger?!” John called, running a comb through his hair

“Yeah?” She replied, skipping down the stairs. Suprised to see John dressed up, she suddenly broke into a smile “Going out with Genna?”

John blinked “Uhh..Yeah, thats exactly what Im doing.” he agreed,

“What are you doing?” He asked himself, “Why not just admit it? Your not scared of Dodger are you?”

No, no he’s not..He’s just…He was….He didn’t know what he was, he was disgusted with himself for lying to Dodger, to him it felt like he was betraying Jesse,

“Actually Im going out wi-” John began, but was cut off mid sentence

“Are you going to St Martigo’s?” Dodger asked “I saw this paper in your room” she thrusted the peice of paper in her hand to John, revealing where he had scribbled down the name of the place so he wouldn’t forget,

“Uuh..Yeah, Do you know where it is?” he asked, taking the paper out of Dodgers hand

“Yep, d’you remember that Cafe’ we went to yesterday? Well it’s opposite that and up the road, if you see the sea, you’ve gone too far” Dodger said, making her way towards her camera, planning to get some vlogging done today,

“Thanks!” John called, hurrying out the door, he’ll just have to tell her later..
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Jesse shuffled awarkwardly where he stood, still debating whether he chose the right outfit, he looked down at himself,

He wore his dark waistcoat that rested upon a plain ironed white shirt, he had tried to go for the cool/casual look, whether it had worked or not he wasn’t sure, he kicked a small rock on the ground with his shoes, shoving his hands into his jeans pockets,

He began to regain his confidence when he noticed one or two women eyeing him up and down from across the road, he caught their smiles and impressed looks, he nodded at them, the corners of his mouth twitching into a smile, the women giggled, flicking their hair out of their face

“Dayum..” Jesse thought, grinning “I’ve still got it”

But soon, only moments later all thoughts of those girls had been shoved out of his mind, he had spotted John making his way towards him…He looked…Stunning

Johns jet black hair was slicked into an orderly fashion, Jesse averted his eyes from John’s features, taking in his appearance, he wore a Black Jacket over a Dark Blue V-Neck, and slightly lighter jeans to complete the picture, Jesse was taken by suprise, it’s not often you get a guy who looks just as good in a suit as he does in casual attire,

Johns reaction was fairly similar to Jesse’s, He knew Jesse was good looking, but this was something else entirely, the way he just stood there with his hands in his pockets, smiling broadly at him as he approached the American, He deffinetly had pulled of the cool/casual look, and something about that made John love him even more.

“Hey!” Jesse called before John could even approach him

“Heya!” John called back, breaking into a smile, already he knew this day would be great, Jesse on the other hand..Wasn’t so sure.
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“What was he thinking?”

“What was he supposed to say?”

“Was he enjoying himself?”

These thoughts swam through Jesse’s head, he had so wanted for this to be perfect, nothing less than that would do, he was so worried that he almost didn’t hear John talking to him,

“So whats the plan then?” He had asked, looking around at the town, vaugly interested

“Oh, well there’s this bowling place round the corner”

“Sounds great, I’ve never actually been bowling before…” John admitted,

“You’ve never- Really?! Wow..We need to get you to a bowling ally pronto!” Jesse concluded, grinning, but he soon wished he had chosen something else, more worrying thoughts ran through his head

“What would happen if John lost? Was he the kind to get stroppy?”
“What if he won? Would John think less of him for loosing? Or would he accuse him of letting him win?”

On the other hand Bowling might just be a good way to calm himself down, John seemed to be enjoying himself so far,

And so the decided to approach the Bowling Center, Jesse insisted that he would pay for the both of them, detirmined to show John that Americans could be gentlemen too.
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“STTTRRRRIIIIIKKKKKEEE!” The computer cried for the fifth time in a row

“Are you sure this is your first time?” Jesse asked, grinning, He seemed to of relaxed once he saw how much fun John was having, fancy him never going bowling, how bizzarre…

“Positive, besides our scores are neck and neck, next point wins” John said, smirking as he sat back down and watched Jesse pick up a bowling ball, this was the most fun he had in ages, he enjoyed the moments when it wasn’t his turn, he could just watch Jesse, the concentration rise on his face as he aimed the ball directly down the middle

“Damn…” John said under his breath, even from the back Jesse managed to take his breath away.

The ball rolled down towards the pins, knocking them all over bar one, which rocked back and forth lazily, teasing Jesse as it seemed to almost fall over before resting once again in it’s previous position, Jesse laughed, taking this agrevating turn of events suprisingly well, he proceeded to get a spare and sat down next to John,

“Go on” He said, turning to face him, “Show me how it’s done” He grinned, pushing John up lightly.

This was it…Since they had arrived at the bowling ally John had been trying to find a way to impress Jesse, which wasn’t too difficult, he was rather easily impressed, but this would just be a great end to a great day,

He narrowed his eyes, sizing up the distance, he steadied his breathing and looked ahead of him, smiling slightly he let go of the ball, hurling it down the aisle, he grinned as he turned away, already knowing he was about to hear the score counting machine scream-

“STTTRRRIIIIKKKKKEEEE!” it blared

Jesse clapped, congratulating John on his victory, admittedly he was a little peeved that he had lost but he found that since he was only out by one point, and that it was John that he had lost to, he found himself totally okay with this outcome,

“Well then” he said, beaming at John as he went up to the counter to get his shoes back, “Looks like Im buying dinner”

“No way” John protested, “You paid for this, I’ll pay for dinner”

Jesse laughed, “How about we split the cost?”
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Panic smiled, the day was going well so far. The pair had settled down in a fancy lil’ restaurant and were happily chatting away about one thing or another

“Dim the lights” Panic said, looking away from the large sceen for a moment, her crew sat silently in their seats as someone by the door fiddles with some buttons.



“Did it just get darker in here?” Jesse asked, looking around

“I think so….Maybe the lights are playing up” John replied, setting down his drink, he was glad for the lights going down, if anything it made Jesse look even more handsome, the way the light danced across his face, basking him in the glow of the dimmed lights, it reflecting out his eyes, making them sparkle as Jesse laughed. agreeing with him


“How’s that Captain?” the figure by the door inquired

“Good, keep the light focused on their table”

“Yes Ma’am, anything else?”

“Play some music, that track I gave you earlier”

“Right on it Captain” The figure confirmed, pressing a few more buttons and twiddling some dials.

Jesse grinned, sipping from his drink, even after all his worrying, this day couldn’t of gone better, soft music began to play from the speakers near their table, this was slightly suprising, music hadn’t played yet tonight had it? If it had he was probably to busy listening to John to notice he thought to himself, the music steadily got louder and he smiled, recognising the tune.

“I don’t mind spendin’ everyday
Out on your corner in the pourin’ rain”

Jesse looked up, noticing John was swaying slightly with the music, the restaurant was empty now apart from one couple sitting in the far corner, he smiled,

“Tap on my window, knock on my door
I want to make you feel beautiful
I know I tend to get so insecure
It doesn’t matter anymore”

Jesse smiled again, a plan hatching in his head, music had always been a great way for him to express himself..To show his feelings, and today was no different, he stood up as the music played softly in the background, he grinned when John looked at him, eyeing him with curiosity, Jesse’s intentions soon became clear as he outstreched his arm, taking John’s hand in his.

“Do it! DO IT!” his brain urged him “For gods sake just ask him already!”

“Care to dance?” He asked jokingly, silently thanking the gods that they had chosen one of the few restaurants to possess a dancing floor.

Jesse led John to the dancefloor, wrapping one hand around his waist and the other in John’s hand, they moved slowly at first, Jesse grinned, feeling John breath against him, as the music picked up so did they, taking possession of the dancefloor, Jesse looked into John’s eyes, attuning himself to the others body, moving as one.

“And she will be loved,
And she will be loved,
And she will be loved” the chorus blared

“Well you may not be a woman, but the song still works” Jesse said, grinning as he heard John laugh, realising that he should probably let John take the lead in a moment

“I know where you hide alone in your car
Know all of the things that make you who you are” The speakers sang softly

Jesse grinned, breaking away from John only for a moment before rejoining, allowing John to take the lead, Jesse had never really been a fan of this type of dancing, but somehow, with John it all just seemed to flow natrually, as if he had been practicing for all his life. He rested his head on John’s shoulder as the song drew to an end, he wished it kept playing forever, he never wanted to let go,


“Please don’t try so hard to say good-bye” The song ended, playing out the last few lyrics mournfully through the speakers,

Jesse laughed, walking back towards his table when he heard soft clapping from the other side of the room, grinning he noticed the couple that were sat down applauding them, the girl dragging her boyfriend on the the dancefloor herself, he laughed lightly, sitting back down.

“Well done old pal, You’ve suprised me today” His brain confirmed, offering the first few kind words he had received from himself in a while

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Panic couldn’t stop herself from grinning, she hadn’t expected that outcome, but she was pleased with it none the less, she would have to congratulate Jesse if he ever found out what they were doing, that must of taken some courage to do.

“Captain!” one of the seated crew cried, their eyes glued to a small screen displaying data in front of them

“What is it?” Panic asked, if anything happened to ruin this night she may just have to kill someone…Metaphorically speaking of course..

“Trish and one of Jesse’s fans have just entered the restaurant” they said, looking up at Panic with worry

“This could go very wrong…Very quickly” Panic thought to herself, growling in aprehension