Just Say Yes

Disclaimer: I don't own Emmerdale, if I did it would be dedicated to Aarson!

Authors Note: Okay this is my first fic so go gently on me. I would like to thank the lovely Danglinghearts for being my beta and helping to improve this fic (and also encouraging me). I also would like to thank IzzieZac, Thegirlwhocan for encouraging me to write, and Smartiepants70 who gave me a smutty mind that I will need for later chapters and also my DS and twitter family, love ya. I'll stop rambling on now, so hopefully enjoy. Also please Review so that I know what you thought and whether or not I should continue.

Aaron sighed as he worked on the engine of the Ford. He'd been working on it for hours now and still hadn't made any progress. It wasn't even as though it was a hard job. It was because he couldn't focus his attention anywhere else but one specific person. Glancing up at Declans newly purchased house, which had become Jackson's newest assignment, he looked for the builder that had stolen his focus but could not see him. Over the last two weeks that Jackson had been working at Declan's Aaron had lost all focus on work; he had messed up orders, been unable to complete simple repairs on cars and pissed Cain off and all that because of Jackson. Why did he have to work so close? Did he even understand what he was doing to Aaron?

A banging noise caught Aarons attention and pulled him from his thoughts. Glancing up, he noticed Jackson with his back to him, throwing pieces of scrap wood into the skip, his muscles showing the strain of the weight of load. As Jackson had his back to him, it gave Aaron the perfect opportunity to openly stare at the hunky builder. With great satisfaction Aaron noticed the builder had quite firm, muscular arms. His eyes moved to the strong shoulders that he believed to be trapped under the white t-shirt. Just then Jackson bent over the skip, moving pieces of scrap and his t-shirt rode up and Aaron got a good view of a slim yet muscular waist. His eyes moved lower to his jean clad ass, which looked perfectly shaped under the confines of his jeans. Aaron imagined what that ass feel like, firm and perfect for him to run his hands over. Aaron gulped as he felt a tightening in his groin. Bringing himself back to reality he noticed that Jackson was now moving away from the skip and heading back inside the house. Aaron looked down and noticed the distinctive bulge in the front of his overalls. Groaning to himself, he took a few deep breaths and tried to will his hard on down. He didn't want Cain or Ryan to see him in this state or he would never hear the end of it. After a few minutes it subsided and he went back to work on the Ford, and discovered the problem to be a broken radiator that he could easily repair.

The rest of the day passed quickly and after handing the keys of the Ford back to the satisfied owner, Aaron noticed that it was nearing 5. Hoping that he could leave, he went up to his uncle to see if he was done for the day.

"Hey Cain, just passed the keys over for the Ford", Aaron said to his uncle.

"Well, what do you want? A medal?", smirked Cain "Only joking lad, get yourself off."

"Alright, see ya tomorrow.", replied Aaron.

Walking past Ryan, who was under a Vauxhall with a faulty break line, he said his goodbyes and got a wave in response. Aaron walked down the drive of the garage and noticed Jackson putting his equipment into his van, again with his back to him. Aaron had a decision to make whether to go up to him and attempt to talk to him and try to make things right or walk home and ignore the builder. Aaron made the decision in a split second walking up to the builder, whose shoulders had tensed as though sensing the presence behind him. Getting closer to Jackson, who turned around, Aaron thought that he had seen a hint of a smile on his lips but it was gone so quick he couldn't be sure.

Aaron and Jackson stood facing one another waiting for someone to start the conversation that was inevitably going to happen.

Aaron took the plunge "Alright?"

"Yeah, you?" Jackson replied.

"Yeah, fine".

As a few more tense and silent moments passed, Aaron knew that he had to say something to Jackson so that they could talk, but at that moment he just couldn't speak. His eyes found the intensity of Jackson's and he gulped, but kept the stare.

"well, I best be off", murmured Jackson, walking towards his van.

"Yeah" replied Aaron, "No, wait! Can we talk or something?"

"I don't think that's the best idea, I mean I got a smack in the face last time, didn't I?", Jackson stated simply.

"I've apologised for that already. You know that I'm sorry for what I did to you. But please, I just wanna talk. I want us to try and get on, I mean, we're working so close together and we can't just keep on ignoring each other" pleaded Aaron.

For a tense few minutes Jackson said nothing, he just stared at a point just above Aarons left shoulder. Aaron hoped that Jackson would agree with him and give him a chance, even if it was a small one. He needed Jackson to understand. He needed him to understand what had been going on with Aaron, the reason behind his attitude and behaviour.

Jacksons gaze shifted and he looked at Aaron, eye to eye and Aaron held his gaze, hoping that the builder would be able to see how much Aaron wanted this to happen.

"Okay then, we can talk. But I'm only doing this so that you can just let the matter drop." Jackson said.

"Thanks. You wanna grab a beer or something?" questioned Aaron and then realised that the pub was probably not the best place for them to meet up after what had happened last time, when Jackson had ended up with a shiner, as evidence of Aarons temper. There was also the fact that most of the village would most likely be in the Woolie and they would stare and start gossiping about them. Aaron pushed that feeling down. He wanted to show Jackson that he had changed and this might be the perfect way to show him.

"The last time we went in there I didn't end up with a very good deal. However, it will be the perfect place as there'll be plenty of witnesses if anything should happen.", joked Jackson.

"Alright then", Aaron smiled. Jackson had just made a joke about the attack. It may have been a small joke, but even that was progress over the cold stares and silence that had descended upon the pair over the last few weeks.

Jackson locked up his van and together they made their way over to the Woolie in silence. Whilst they walked Aaron took sneaking glances at Jackson, hoping not get caught. He noticed that Jackson seemed to have a determined look on his face, as though he was focused on what they were about to discuss when they got to the Woolie.

As they drew closer, Aaron got that familiar feeling of nerves and anxiety and he forced himself to take deep breaths to calm himself. He needed to do this. He couldn't run away now. He needed to face his demons, he needed Jackson to see that he had changed.