InsaneJournal

Ben
Jon was as excited as he was nervous. Yes, Ben had faith in him, but this was likely to be one of the most important discussions of his life and unlike most important discussions he had, he couldn't just put his lawyer face on and do it. This was the rest of his life and Ben's life and everything and yes, he wanted that. More than anything he wanted that, but it was still such a large thing that it felt monstrously huge.

The kitchen was clean and he'd gotten groceries for Ben. At the table were pens and ink and parchment. He was as ready as he'd get. Jon had actually dressed down though and was in trousers and shirt sleeves.