"I'm not-- I'm just saying, you don't have to make all the plans, okay?" And kind of butchering it, but honestly, at this point, that's not even a surprise. This is probably the longest Jason's actually tried to have a conversation with someone who wasn't a doctor since he woke up, and he knows his head is all over the place right now. "I'm not going anywhere anymore, that's all."
He's pretty sure he still can't say he's okay and actually get Peter to believe it, but he at least means that much.
There's a hopeful little skip to his heart, at that promise. That Jason isn't going anywhere. And as much as Peter wants to take care of Jason, Jason's right. "We can make plans together," he offers, quietly. Hopefully. Nervous and scared, yes, but god also so hopeful.
"We can. You've got me." He smiles, a little shakily, with the same quiet, nervous hope reflecting back. "I just want to be with you," he adds, echoing Peter's words, even more quietly. It still doesn't feel like enough -- he can't help feeling like he should be doing something to make up for the way he's never been able to even think about any kind of future before -- but Jason couldn't even start to figure out what would be enough, so it's what he has.
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He's pretty sure he still can't say he's okay and actually get Peter to believe it, but he at least means that much.
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