To Be Named At A Later Date

Olfasmin: Title

Jasmin opened her mouth and then shut it again as a look of horror rose. "No? In fact back at Nova I may have even mentioned finding marriage repulsive?" The men groaned and shook their heads in dismay, furthering her humiliation. "I'm sorry! I didn't know I'd be this in love!" She snapped. "Excuse me for changing."

"You've gotta tell him how you feel." Adam sighed. "I've still got a couple of things of my own to talk about. I get it, it's scary. You're a strong woman, Jasmin."

She smiled at him gratefully, then face planted again on the counter.

"How's Mister Glassman coming along, by the way?" Steven asked Adam with a grin. "I know you've been working hard."

"Hardly," Hazel smirked at him knowingly. "But back to the important part," He said to Jasmin. "Marinating in self pity doesn't work–,"

"Take it from me," The men chorused to a few chuckles.

"It makes you feel like a monster," Steven sighed.

"It makes you angry."

Adam nodded to Hazel. "You're getting way fucking better. Don't discount my boyfriend like that. But it does make you depressed, too, Jazz."

"I wish I could just sing all my problems away," She groaned. "I wish music was the answer to everything."

"It is. Give me... an hour. I might have something for you." Steven went down the stairs so fast he tripped and tumbled, landing bubbled but definitely not 100%.

"Excited, Steven?"

"Shut up."

*

Jacob came home like he always does, but was nearly killed of a heart attack when his girlfriend hug tackled him spilling over with apology. "Whoa, whoa, Jazzy relax. Slow down." She wouldn't stop rambling about how sorry she was, so he grabbed her shoulders. "Hey! Jasmin! Slow. Down."

She pulled away and he dropped everything in his hands to wipe the tears away. "I'm sorry! I'm so so sorry for l telling you not to come home! I'm just... PMSing and tired and–,"

He decided if she wasn't going to shut up with a prompt, he was going to forcibly do so himself. He gripped her hip with one hand and threaded his fingers into her hair with the other, careful not to mess up the styling. She had no choice but to kiss him back, and he hummed as an interest grew and he backed her into a wall. "It's 'Welcome home, why don't you make yourself some tea?'"

She scoffed past a blush. "You're making light of me being a bitch to you again."

"Jasmin, I think you think you're a lot meaner to me than you actually are. Don't get me wrong though," His hand found a home on her neck. "You did piss me off. What have I told you a million times?"

Every time this happened, the sudden show of authority, Jasmin blamed his friends. Though it was less blaming and more secretly thanking. Jacob hadn't had much confidence when it came to Jasmin at Nova. He was always stunned and careful when it came to her unless they were fighting. Jacob may have been relatively shy toward her, but the anger boiled over often and quickly before their inevitable break up to better themselves. Nowadays that was going much better on both ends, and Steven had majorly affected his self esteem, followed by Adam and Hazel. Their brotherly feelings ran much deeper than its namesake, they were in love too. And with that came a Jacob much more confident when it came to loving his woman.

With the encouragement of them, it was as if someone had flipped a switch. Jacob tweaked his entire personality to be something a bit more authentic than silly.

She had a momentary flashback of their reconciliation:

On a Wednesday she'd pulled into her apartment complex to see Jacob leaning against the door, smoking a vape and looking completely different.