The more Connor pet him, the louder Jas purred. What he would give to shift back and share what time they had together as a human instead of a purr machine. But he'd much rather take this than not having the time at all. Jas smirked at the mentionf of Connor's neck being sensitive to touch and pressed up against him, burying his head in the crook of Connors neck and nuzzling lightly. He listened as Connor explained what the organization had in mind for him he huffed a small sigh. Of course they want a longer sentence. For what Jas had put them through, of course they'd argue longer. His purring evened out eventually as Jas continued to pet him, perfectly content with staying right where he was. Jas meowed a laugh at the thought of being Connor's 'shining armor' he bumped noses with Connor and purred. You're more than welcome to try, my hero.
“S-Stop that…” he mumbled as Jas kept rubbing against his neck. “You’re so mean…” he whined. Connor tilted his head when Jas bumped noses with him. “What is it?” Connor scratched behind his ears softly. Connor started play with his tail, wrapping it around his finger and the unwrapping it. “Now that you’re a purr machine it’s much easier to control you. Not say I don’t mind it when you call me nicknames. I wish I could…” Connor’s face turned a deep shade of red. “I don’t know. Okay, okay, hear me out, reading minds. I mean that has to be the coolest power ever. When you’re talking to someone you just read their thoughts. It would be laffy taffy if you read their thought while doing it with another person…” Connor sat up quickly and stopped talking or making noise in general. He heard voices from down the hallway and sighed laying back down. The people passed looking in the cell with a bumfuzzled face before brushing it off. “I thought someone important was coming. Sorry, you were probably startled we’re you.” Connor kissed the Jas’s forehead.
Jas leaned into Connors hand and sighed softly. Reading minds huh? Jas mused as he watched Connor, his green peepers twinkling with amusement. He couldn't do it himself, though he had never really ventured into what his abilities were capable of. In his lives, he had mostly focused on his main abilities, since those seemed more useful. Shifting, his ability to influence dreams, and merging with grey-areas and being able to travel utilising them. He even influenced Luis Carrol's character and had later taken up the alias, Cheshire as an image to his late friend. But the thought of reading minds was never really something he thought about in much capacity. He arched an eyebrow and meowed a chuckle. He had never known Connor to be embarrassed by much save for Jas' own pining recently, he wondered what else his in his beloved's mind. Before he could react, Connor had sat up suddenly, causing Jas jump out of the way and hiss at the people walking by, his fur fluffing up in defense before they walked off. Jas watched them go and even when they dissapeared before walking back to Connor and pressing up against him, still on edge but a bit more calm, especially when Connor returned to his affection and cuddling
Connor thought for a moment. “You get jealous easily don’t you?” Connor held Jas’s head with both hands. Connor’s smile was bright genuine. “I think the one power I would love to have is-“ an alarm went off in the building and Connor growled while looking at the speaker. “I…have to go. Someone is causing trouble again…I’ll be back…I don’t know when I’ll be back, but I defined will. I would bring you with me, but then another alarm would go off. Connor stood up with Jas in his arms. He kissed his stomach, neck, cheek, and forehead. “I had…Hmm…” he stumbled when trying to find the right word. “I had fun.” He softly placed Jas down, leaving the cell, his wings disappeared as his power returned. “Sorry…” he waved with a sad smile and rushed to the monitor.
“There he is!” Jake opened his arms grabbing Connor's waist.
This sent Connor over the edge and not in a good way. He apprehended Jake once more. “Don’t touch me. What do we got?” The alarm soon stopped as he was deployed to go take care of the person messing with his time with Jas. Turned out it was more than what they anticipated, it ended up taking all moonlit hours. He had to bring in the villain and it was very tiring. By the time he got back all he wanted to do was go home and sleep.
Jas sighed softly and nudged his head against Connors before he was set down. It had been fun, more than that. It had been everything he had desired for lives now. He nodded and gave Connor a little wave with his paw. Go do your job my hero, I'm not going anywhere.
After hours of pacing and sprawling out in his cell, he was given a chance to shower and eat. He took the chance out of his cell to also shift back, much to the surprise of his handlers since they saw a purr machine go into the showers but then a man step out. He was given a plain black shirt and pants once dried and was taken back to his cell. Awaiting there was a bag with a sandwhich and an apple as well as a blanket and a few grimoires. He smiled softly, of course they knew his love of reading, they'd probably tracked him into countless bookshops. He settled down in his little corner and munched in his twilight munch while reading.
Connor trudged down the hallway, tired and annoyed. He stopped in front of Jas’s cell. “Hey you changed back.” Connor slid down the glass almost falling asleep right then and there. Connor pulled his hair in front of him, so it wouldn’t be pulling in the back. “I had the craziest day. I swear there was a bank robbery, okay, but it was done by barky zoom-bean. We were all bumfuzzled why they needed our help to tame a barky zoom-bean. Here’s the thing, he was shapeshifter. So then he flew away with the pounds of mint cheddar. So I had to chase after him because I’m the only one who could fly. So, here’s where it gets tricky. He takes the bag of mint cheddar into this hideout thing. Everywhere surrounded by guys who like they’ve been in jail a lot. So then I was like, ‘You have got to be kidding me…’ So then I requested back up right and just my luck Jake comes. I get pissed off. After we defeated all of them considering we were in a cave and no one was around he tried to kiss me. He got really close to it too. He pinned me to the ground with iron bars, but as soon as he was about to do it I kicked him in the balls. Then I tore away the bars, flying back to here. There weren’t any cameras so it’s not like they could see what was happening.” Connor sighed pinching the land-connector of his nose.
Jas glanced up and nodded "yep, they finally let me out a bit." He laughed softly and walked over to the glass wobbly flip-shutter, sitting down and facing Connor. He listened with a smile, vaguely recognizing the other shifter. While Jas didn't really make many friends in his lives he of course had a reputation. And a reputation brought people to his doorstep, dogs included. He rolled his peepers and shook his head "mangy mutt." He muttered. He lost his teasing smile and raised an eyebrow at the mention of Jake. He straightened slightly and growled "oh I can't wait to personally meet this lovely hero. Maybe show him some courtesy and respect." He stood and stalked around, running his hand through his hair. "Would have beaten him with the bar." Jas muttered, half sadistically joking, half not. "Get some rest dear, you're tired." He prompted softly
Connor laughed. "if you really did kill him I wouldn't report it. I would say it happened in a tragic accident." Connor rested his head on his leghinges. "I know, I just wanted to say goodnight. I didn't want to leave you hanging." He leaned his head against the glass turned his head to look at Jas. "We kind of look like one of those couple in a dragons-and-magic soup movie who have an unbreakable glass separating them." Connor gave a sad smile. "I asked you this earlier, but you were a purr machine. If there was one thing you could change about me. What would it be?" Connor's peepers were fluttering closed at this point. He was ready to fall asleep, but he wanted to hear Jas's answer. He rubbed his peepers while he yawned.
Jas smiled softly as he watched Connor through the glass. "We really do, romantically tragic, isn't it?" He mused with a wink. He took a deep breath and thought for a moment, wondering how the other would react if he said something laffy taffy or brutally honest. He grinned after a bit and touched the glass. "Distance." He replied "you're too far away for my liking." He said softly, restraining a yawn himself. "And the fact that you're far too attractive. Ydo you know how much control this kitty has to have not to rip out every man's throat who looks at you like Jake does? It's exhausting." He shook his head with a laugh
Connor grinned. "Really? I'm that attractive?" he joked. "I would come in there, but if I did…" he covered his mouth while he yawned. "I would probably fall asleep. Then again I wouldn't mind falling asleep with you, it's the fact that there isn't a bed, and sleeping on the floor is not that comfy." Connor stood upon his heel and dusted the back of his pants off. "I better go." He stretched his arms out, cracking his back. he turned to face the glass. "One more question," Connor's face turned a deep shade of red as he looked at the ground. "If you weren't in the cell and you were with me. What would you do? I'm curious."
"that's what you'd focus while sleeping with me? The floor? Wow, dear." He teased, rolling his peepers sarcastically and crossing his arms over his chest. He arched an eyebrow at the question, pleasently amused by just how much Connor was blushing. He tilted his head in though, a smile creeping on his features. "Well, hypothetically speaking, if there wasn't a glass wall separating you and me, the first thing I'd do is kiss you. Kiss you sneseless, until you didn't know up from down and left from right." He grew still, peepers shining with decades, centuries, lives of want. "I'd make up for all those lives I couldn't have you as my love that we've lost. But not here. Somewhere more comfortable. Where we wouldn't have to worry about being traced or watched or needed by anyone in the outside world. Just you and me, forever after." He offered a soft smile. "Sleep well my lovely hero. I'll see you in the morning."
"That was not fair. You can't just… goodnight…" Connor slowly walked away. Did he just… He walked out of the building feeling defeated. Connor flew back to his apartment and flopped on his bead. He didn't even have time to take a shower because he was so tired. Why did he have to say it like that… Connor moved his arm on top of his face which was still red. "I hate him, I really do." His peepers fluttered shut and he fell asleep just like that with his legs hanging off of his bed. When he woke up the next morning he had to immediately head out to work. He always hated morning jobs, but at least it kept the fact that Jas would kiss him senseless off his mind.
As much as Jas knew how undeniably selfish and quite impossible his words were the moment they left his lips, he refused to take any of them back. It had been the first time in a long, long time that Jas had been genuinely honest with Connor, at least about his feelings. He watched as Connor strode out of the human containment unit, a pang of guilt hitting him. He knew it wasn't fair on either of them, on Jas for being so vulnerable with Conor and on Connor since Jas knew it wasn't realistic that Connor would even want a relationship with Jas. He took in a heavy sigh and apologies silently before returning to his his grimoires and eventually falling asleep. He awake near noon, or what Jas assumed to be noon and hummed to himself as he ate the breakfast the team had put in his cell earlier this morning, a warm soup along with crackers. At the very least they cooked well here.
When Connor finished the morning job when he got back he was summoned straight to court. Turns out one of Jas's buddies came in and helped him. The hero association didn't want to look bad to the public so they ended reducing his imprisonment to a week. Connor liked that brain bubble. He walked to Jas's cell know he had some free time. "So, I got better news." he was almost in a signing mood. "Basically one of your friends came and acted as a witness and everything, so basically you only have a week left in here. Your friend is very persuasive. I feel like he has been lying to the cops a lot." Connor sat on the floor again knowing he didn't want to stand. "I didn't ask who his name was I only came in for half of the session."
Jas glanced up from his grimoire and set it down "somehow when it come to the association and better don't really go in the same sentence." He muttered softly. He perked up at the mention of his friend and grinned "damn it Suni, that sly fox." Jas threw his head back in a laugh. "Of course he'd do something like that. Yeah, he's been up to his tricks for orbit parties now but he's a good kid." He gazed off longingly for a moment before snapping his head back towards Connor. "So a week then? I'm surprised even suni was able to convince the association of such a short sentence, especially considering they were fighting for longer." He mused. "Regardless I'm glad, don't know how long I'll last in a glass cage. Though I must admit the mandatory sustenance (like cheetos) here is pretty good."
"You can thank Stefano for that. He cooks really well. He was a flavor wizard in France, Spain, Alaska, and almost anywhere for a while before he came over here. He's noice, sweet, and he's very innocent. Like really innocent. I think one time we were joking about yiffy wiffy and he thought we were talking about the gender." Connors smile grew wide. "I'll tell him you like the mandatory sustenance (like cheetos)." Connor leaned back onto the palm of his hands. "How have you been holding up. Only…5 move days left."
"aw the poor angel," jas laughed softly and nodded his head in thanks. "I've been okay, slightly suffocated but nothing I can't handle for a few more days." He replied.
"What about you? I suspect you thought this arrangement was going to be more permanent." He mused, falling silent got a few moments. "I'm sorry," he whispered softly. "For what I said yesterday. It wasn't fair on you and it was selfish of me to ever thing you'd want something like that with me." He looked away and arranged his grimoires and blanket, needing to distract himself. "Good news is I'll be home in five days so you won't need to deal with me for much longer, at least until I surprise adoption somone again or something." He offered a small smile bit it wasn't long lasting
Connor's happy smile turned into a sad one when he moved closer to the glass. "No, don't be sorry. You didn't say anything right. I was just embarrassed because you said that you would kiss…me…senseless and when you said it would be just us…two. I found it sweet. It kept me up all moonlit hours, trying to forget it, it didn't work." I guess secretly, I want that… Conor's face turned red like it always did when he talked about things like this. "It's not that the thought of that is repulsive…it's just…very embarrassing to think about. Honestly, I was thinking that you wouldn't have that kind of relationship with me." Connor watched him organize, with a long pause in between. "You said you were going home right. Where is that? Maybe I'll come to visit you. Besides, when you cause trouble it's only gonna end up like this over and over again."
Jas gave a small laugh and stood in the middle of the now organized human containment unit, his given grimoires and blanket neatly stacked on the corner. "That is if I let you catch me again dear." He teased, crossing his arms over his chest. He arched an eyebrow and tilted his head with a grin. "You'd really want to visit me?" He watched Connor for a few moments, blush rising to his cheeks. "I live on the east end. In the apartments on the corner of 45th. 3rd floor, human containment unit 12." He said. "I wouldn't mind if you came to visit. I'll leave you a key in case you choose to drop by when I'm not there." He said, suddenly jazzed that the thought of Conner coming to his home. Not out of anything to wonky-donky but just have the opportunity to show his dear hero that there was more to him, more to being a villain and scoundrel. Maybe even take him on a date. He turned away slightly to hide his sudden embarrassment even as a smile spread on his face. "Of course if you want." He added on quickly with a cough, trying to regain his confidence
Connor laughed covering his mouth with a fist. "That was more than cute. Yes, I would love to. Why do you jazzed though? What are you planning." Connor said with a smirk. He also loved the thought of getting to know Jas and hopefully making him see that Connor is more than just a hero, who is cold. "I'm just kidding I know you aren't planning anything wonky-donky, but an evening with you does sound noice. Maybe a morning with a fresh cup of bean soup, while we sit and take about whatever. That has to be better than any sexual feeling." Connor described grinning to himself. "Anyway, I live in a penthouse. I get a lot of mint cheddar from this hero thing. So, that's where I live. I don't have any actual pictures or decorations, but I got a few."
Jas chuckled lightly and shook his head as he walked over to the glass. "You're not allowed to know what I'm planning, dear. Just know that I've had more than enough time to to plan ever detail." He murmured with a grin. Jas nearly melted at the thought of Connor spending the moonlit hours and morning with him. "That does sound really noice." He agreed, leaning again the glass wall and watching Connor. Ah so he lived there. Jas frequented the richer part of town for his little escapades since most con men and criminals targeted individuals with more mint cheddar than. What they knew what to do with. He had thought about switching it up every now and then, play robinhood along with his fellow vagrants but he evened out the playing field in the end. Steal fr the rich? Jas wasn't going to drop them, (heck, suni was usually the one behind the robberies, persuasive as he is, he could get anyone to follow his lead.) But hurt the innocent despite their social standung? That's where Jas drew the line between petty crime and downright monstrous.
Connor laughed a bit himself. "So it's a surprise, huh. Alright. How about this. As soon as you get out we can head over to your place. It'll be early in the morning because you have to stay for the full hours. So maybe in the morning, we could pick up some bean soup. Head back to your place. If you want I could cook some breakfast and then we can talk or watch something. How does that sound?" Connor said softly. Still, he was loud enough so jas could hear him. Connor often thought about a calm day with no villains and robberies and whatnot. Just a peaceful day, so he wouldn't have to get up for once. "One thing I would love to do is sleep in. I haven't got to do that in like 8 orbit parties because I have to go and stop villains. I feel like it's become more of a job than just saving the city. I just wish they didn't call me for every little thing." Connor mimicked one of his co-workers' voices. "There's a robbery downtown, there's a building on fire, There is a rampaging beast on the streets, someone stole an old lady's purse. Like, don't the police handle that. I mean besides the beast part." Connor looked over to Jas. "Sorry, I rambled again."
Jas smiled softly "I'd absolutely love that. But you cook? Now that certainly is a surprise, darling." Jas purred with a small giggle. He listened as Connor rambled, glad to spend any amount of time with Connor. "Don't worry about it, you're voice is rather soothing." He murmured softly, lightly tapping the glass. "But you have a point, I always wondered why it was always you showing up and not the police. Not that is as ever disdapointed when you came, but it was always a curiosity if mine why you came." He took a peek up at connor. "Regardless, I was always glad to see you. Even if you were mad or pissed off. You have a very cute mad face, just saying."
Connor blushed. "Yeah, I live alone so I kind of has to provide for myself. Besides, I like cooking and baking. I think that's what helps me with all of the stress that I get from your friends. I also have a family with lots of brothers and sisters so when my mom and dad aren't home I'm the one who has to cook twilight munch." Connor pouted. "I do not have a cute mad face. You probably have a kink for that sort of thing that's why you find it cute. I'll probably talk with them about giving me a day off. At this point I don't care if the world is ending, don't call me!" He noticed Jas tapping at the glass. "Want me to come in there or something?" Connor placed his head onto his leghinges.
"oh you definately do, my dear." Jas said, laughing softly at Connor's blush and pout. "But no, I just find it very cute. Nothing more." He reassured, perking up at the mention of Connor's family. He had never really heard about Connor's family other than a sibling's here and there. He shrugged slightly "if you'd like. It was noice before." He said softly, unnable to meet Connor's gaze. "But yeah, I'd love to come over sometime."
Connor stood up, looking back and forth before open the cell and closing it behind him. His wings spread out again, but he soon closed them. “A while back I saw you pawing at wings. You must find them interesting. I hate them, only because my parents used to call me this almighty god. They wanted another one. That’s why I have so many siblings.” Connor sighed plopping himself on the ground with his legs crossed. “Anyway, what about how has your reincarnation life been going. Besides causing trouble for me?”
Jas scooted back a bit to give Connor and his massive wings human containment unit. He sucked in a breath, still not very used to being so close to Connor, at least not without bantering and teasing each other. He nodded slightly "yes, I haven't heard of many shifters that retain their animalistic features in human form." He explained softly. "You hate them?" He whispered, slowly reaching out and gently running his hand the length of the wings. "How? Something so bonita and integral to you." He continued in that soft whisper. Then he understood. More like Connor? As if he wasn't enough. As if they're could better. While Jas didn't doubt his sibling weren't asking in their own way, he could understand how Connor could come to hate his wings. Jas sat across from Connor a few groundhands away. He laugh apologetically and brushed back his hair from his peepers "eh, other than bothering you, pretty normal. I have a job at the publishing company down the street from my apartment, oddly enough, I think that's why Suni came here. Cuz I haven't showed up for work." He chuckled lightly and shrugged "this is one of my calmer lives, so why not shake things up a bit.?"
Connor's face flushed when Jas called his wings bonita. "Y-Yeah, I get that a lot." Connor laid his head down on Jas's lap. "I didn't know you worked at a publishing company. Is it a big one or a small one?" Connor smiled brightly closing his peepers. "I just realized we've been talking for hours, it's almost moonlit hours." Connor took Jas's arm and started play with it. Spreading his fingers apart or crossing them. He found it very amusing. Connor sometimes felt like a kid and other times was a very strict dad. It was honestly a problem at this point. Connor opened his peepers only for them to be met by Jas's. "You're peepers are very pretty."
Jas propped himself up, one hand behind him while the other hand dragged through Connor's hair, detangling and brushing his heart to one side. "Hm, no. Not that big. We mostly deal with small authors or indie authors." He explained softly, enthralled by Connor just being so close to him. He cod feel every breath, every twitch or movement. He let Connor play with his arm and hand, finding it very cute that Connor found joy in just doing something so simple. "Really? I haven't noticed." He mused softly, lightly lacing their hands together and pressing a kiss to the back of Connor's hand. He gazed down at Connor, a soft smile on his lips. "Thank you, my dear."
"Your welcome." Connor hummed when Jas started playing with his hair. "That feels noice…" he trailed off. When he felt Jas's lips on his hand, Connor looked away, his ears turning red. Connor held his hand tightly and firmly. He felt like if he let go, the world would end right then and there. "You can't kiss my hand like that. It's teasing. If you were going to kiss me it would have to be here." Connor pointed to his lips. "Then and only then, will it not be a tease." He closed his peepers again, almost wanting to fall asleep. He was dozing off and when his hand loosened around Jas's. There were some people who walked by looking into the cell again, but not wanting to do anything because they were too afraid of Jas.
