jasonwright | Wright Reunion [Pre-dated to Dec. 1st/Iris]

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Wright Reunion [Pre-dated to Dec. 1st/Iris]

They've spent the whole morning cleaning the apartment and getting everything ready because today's a pretty special day for both Jason and Iris. His brother John is coming to visit again. And this time, he's bringing his wife and Jason's baby nephew. To say they're both nervous is a massive understatement. Jason's spent the past few days running errands for Iris, picking up food, ingredients, and baby supplies while Iris has worked on baby-proofing the whole apartment, something that's thrown Alfredo and Eric into a tizzy. It's been a bit of a chaos but more of an excited one. Jason can't wait to meet his namesake and he definitely can't wait to meet the woman crazy enough to marry his little brother.

After another round at the grocery store, Jason heads back to the apartment, lugging a ridiculous amount of bags with him as Alfredo jogs happily by his side. He took the dog this time, mostly to get him out of Iris' hair for a few, but also because he wanted to work out some of Alfredo's energy before a baby turns his would upside down. Racing Alfredo up the stairs of the complex, Jason balances the bags on one arm and lets himself into their home, closing the door behind him as Alfredo pants and makes his way to the water bowl.

"I'm back," he says by way of greeting as he carries the bags into the kitchen. There's no telling where Iris has gotten to or what project she's taken up in preparation for the visit.

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She chuckles at that, following him out to the table and portioning out the lasagne.

"It really is. It's pretty perfect for us, I think. Close enough to the ocean for both our needs, nice weather, a good community, and everything is so lush and pretty," she sighs, taking her seat.

"Definitely better than Alaska," Jason adds as he sits next to Iris.

John rolls his eyes. "You're biased. I mean, understandably. But Alaska's gorgeous."

"And stupidly cold." Felicity shakes her head. "It kind of makes running a landscaping business difficult." She eats a forkful of lasagna and smiles, complimenting Iris on it. "So you like Keaton?" she asks with a sparkle in her eye, clearly switching subjects.

"Love him!" Iris sighs, warmth bubbling up in her chest at the thought of holding him. "He's so adorable. I don't know how you manage to put him down."

"Your arms get tired for one," she laughs. "And when he gets fussy, he makes it very easy to hand him over to someone else. John's really good at calming him down." She smiles a John, pinching his cheek. "We'll be married for a year next week!"

"Really?!" Iris squeaks, clapping her hands excitedly. "Oh, you must be so happy! Are you planning on doing anything exciting for the anniversary? How has it been being married so far??"

"Well we talked about it on the flight, and since we're in Maine, we thought we'd extend our vacation a bit. Explore the state, stay at some relaxing resort. Oh, I looked up Siren Cove on the plane. It says you guys have a resort here, is that true?" She glances at John when Iris asks about married life and smiles.

"It's difficult, that's for sure. But I love it. I got really lucky with this one." Felicity reaches over to lovingly touch John's hair, who's currently completely absorbed with dinner. "I see they both love food."

"Oh, yes! Just at the edge of town," she explains, smiling. "You should definitely check it out. It's really lovely there. I haven't spent any over night time there but I hear the rooms are gorgeous."

Iris glances over at Jason as he shovels food into his mouth, giving him a fond smile. "That's a familial trait, huh?" she giggles. "There are never leftovers here, not when Jason's home."

"Mm, perfect!" Felicity pulls a notepad from her purse hanging on the back of her chair and adds a note next to her list of places to visit. "It looked like a really cute place to stay. Even if it's just for a night. If we check it out, I'll tell you if it's worth a look or not."

"I think he can actually out-eat John," she laughs, studying them both. The boys are completely unaware they're even being talked about. "Is he still working on the boats? I used to work at a bar and grill near the coast. Got a lot of fishermen and they would almost eat us out of business when the seasons started."

"Mhmm! He's working at a garage in town too, but the boats are his main job right now," she explains, reaching over and squeezing his knee lightly. "You should see how much he packs away when he gets back at night. There's a reason our fridge is so packed."

"I bet he'd easily win one of those food eating competitions," she grins, taking another few bites of the lasagna.

Jason feels Iris' hand on his knee and looks up, only now realizing the two were discussing him. "What's going on?"

"I was just about to ask Iris when you two are going to get married." Felicity beams and John sits up immediately with a groan.

"Oh my god, Issy, I told you not to ask that."

Iris chokes slightly on her lasagna, coughing until she catches her breath. "I, uh... We, um!" she stammers, eyes wide as she grasps for a way to reply. Its all she can do not to glance at Jason but she's fairly sure she'll burst into flames from the sheer force of her embarrassment if she does. "That is... I mean, we're not engaged!"

Jason's just staring over a forkful of lasagna at Felicity like he's never seen her before and has no idea when she suddenly appeared at the table. When Iris speaks, he sits up, making a face. He can tell Iris is beyond embarrassed and decides to try to answer for them. "We uh.....haven't.....discussed that....and it really hasn't been that long."

Felicity tilts her head, stirring her lasagna up rather nonchalantly. "I mean, you want to marry each other, right?"

John groans even louder, throwing his head against the back of his chair. "She's horrible. Don't talk to her. She's absolutely awful and I'm divorcing her right now."

Iris' face burns and her hand automatically flies to her lips as she starts biting at her nail. "I... That is-" she stammers, her voice going squeaky with embarrassment. She'd love to marry Jason. More than love. But she hardly wants to push him into anything and saying anything negative might give him the impression she doesn't eventually want that. So she shuts her mouth and tries to hide behind the curtain of her hair as she chews her nails.

Jason looks to Iris, half curious about her answer, but more worried about her reaction to the question itself. He knows she loves him and thinks, hopes, maybe one day she'd want to marry him, but really, this isn't how he'd like to hear it. Wanting to take the attention from Iris, he picks up his fork again and nods.

"Of course I do. I'd be an idiot if I didn't want to marry her," he says. "We're just enjoying what we have right now though."

She's caught off guard by his answer, swinging around to look at him. "I- You do?" she asks, blush deepening. "I mean, obviously I want to marry you too, eventually... I just... I don't know why I'm surprised."

Iris shakes her head, hiding her face in her hands. "I'm an idiot?" she finally laughs, looking up at him with a stupid grin.

"Well yeah," he grins, looking at Iris with adoration. He can see why she's surprised. They've never talked about it, and if it's what Iris wanted, he'd be perfectly happy spending his life with her without a marriage license involved. Hell, he didn't know how he felt about marriage until he met Iris.

Jason leans over and kisses her, bumping his nose with hers. He hoped he'd be lucky enough to one day marry Iris and now she's telling him she wants the same. "I want everything, the whole nine yards with you," he smiles. "Whatever you'll share with me."

"You're amazing, you know that?" Iris sighs, shaking her head as she leans over to kiss him again. "And I want the same of you. Anything you'll give me, I'll take. I love you so much."

She's forgotten that the others are even in the room with them right now. The knowledge that Jason would want to marry her, to be hers until death and all of that, is overwhelming in the most wondrous way possible.

"I love you too." He says it with as much honesty and admiration as possible because really, Iris is his absolute world. She's taught him so much in the time they've known each other, given him a home, encouraged him to take up things he'd given up. She even mediated the reunion with his brother, and honestly without Iris, he wouldn't have given John the chance to speak and clear the air. Iris Kouris has chosen him and that makes Jason feel pretty damn amazing.

"Aww. Okay, I won't divorce you." Jason turns and laughs when he sees John and Felicity, the pair smiling happily at the unplanned romantic dinner entertainment.

Iris leans over, giving him a quick kiss before she realizes that the others are still there and looking incredibly amused by them. Blushing, she scooches back into her own seat, busily fixing her napkin on her lap.

"So, ah... How have things been for you guys lately?" she stammers out, trying to detract from her own embarrassment.

Jason ducks his head, slightly embarrassed but more focused on the fact that Iris wants to marry him one day. He turns his attention back to cleaning his plate, something John's already beat him to.

"Busy, actually," he answers, still grinning at his brother and Iris. "Had to get the business ready for closing for the season which is always a pain. I'm sorry, I gotta say it. I knew you two would end up together when I met you."

Iris gives him a doubtful look, shaking her head. "No way. We didn't even know we were going to get together then," she scoffs, laughing a little. It seems so long ago now. She can't even imagine not being with Jason.

"It was the way you helped Jason," he explains, pointing across the table to his brother. "He wasn't going to talk to me. He was pissed. And if he's anything like he was as a kid, when he's pissed, not much can get him back to calm, patient Jason. But you did," John grins.

Jason tilts his head a bit in agreement because, yeah, that's true. He used to get in trouble for his anger before he learned to control it. And Iris helped a lot that day. She mediated between the boys, but also calmed Jason down. "We were just friends then," he argues. "She's a very caring person with her friends."

"Okay, maybe I didn't know you'd start dating. But I hoped."

"He just get a bit grumpy at times," Iris teases, grinning playfully as she gets up. She moves around the table, collecting the empty plates and used cutlery. "He needs someone to remind him he's actually just a big puppy at heart. Anyone up for pie?"

"That's right. I'm just a big puppy." Jason smirks. "I'm always up for pie."

Felicity and John agree to pie as well before Felicity gets up from her chair when she hears Keaton stir.

"Be right back then," she smiles, pressing a kiss to the top of Jason's head before she disappears into the kitchen. After a bit of clattering and rattling, Iris re-emerges with a piping hot apple pie balanced in one hand and a stack of plates and forks in the other. "Jason helped with this, you know. He's the best kitchen helper ever."

Setting it down, she slices into the pie, doling out large portions for the boys and slightly smaller ones for Felicity and herself. "Dig in!"

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