A/N: I thought that maybe since I was so desperate for more Jelsi action that I should write them myself. And this is where I shall post any one-shots regarding this fantastic couple. The stories are all totally random and may happen during any time of their relationship.
I blame this particular one on my inability to sleep at night, my over-active imagination and the episode of Psych that I just watched. Nonetheless, it was a pleasure to write and I hope that you enjoy reading this too. – nadz :)
The door creaked open slowly, letting a slither of light shine through the room. Kelsi let her eyes adjust to the darkness before entering. Socked feet padded softly on the wooden floor as she made her way to bed by the window.
An exceptionally loud creak on the floorboards by Jason's bed made her pause as Zeke turned over in his sleep, mumbling under his breath. Holding her breath as she approached the empty side of the bed, Kelsi slowly slid under the covers.
Try as she might, her movements woke the sleeping boy, jarring Jason out of his dreams.
Kelsi? What are you doing here?
Jason squinted in the dark to get a better look at the small girl currently lying next to him in his bed.
I couldn't sleep.
Seeing him so clearly confused by her presence almost made Kelsi feel guilty about crashing in on him. Almost. It was his fault that she was so freaked out in the first place.
He continued staring at her for a few minutes as his sleep-addled brain cleared up and allowed more rational thoughts to enter, leading him to figure out the reason for her visit.
You're scared.
His voice lilted as he teased her.
No.
She scoffed, steadfastly denying any sort of reaction to the horror story that they were subjected to earlier that night.
He stared her down, his brown eyes telling her that he wasn't buying her lame excuse.
Okay, maybe a little.
She finally admitted.
The small laugh on Jason's lips died as he saw that there was real fear in her eyes. His heart softened, knowing that it was he whom she came to when she was scared.
His hands reached out for hers.
Your hands are frozen.
Kelsi shrugged, accepting his silent apology for the teasing.
It is a little cold out there.
He rubbed their hands together, finding the time to marvel at how tiny her hands were, figuring out that maybe that was why she got cold easily.
C'mere.
He pulled her closer to him, till they were flushed against each other, breaths mingling, legs entwined.
She tucked her head under his chin, a smile on her face, safe in the knowledge that no white-haired ghost was coming after her that night, at least, not while she was wrapped in the comfort of his arms and a ton of blankets.