Prompt: Jeff is a precious cinnamon roll and I believe he would have had a big part in getting tony and clay together so I guess anything with Jeff getting those two together
Pairing: Clay Jensen x Tony Padilla feat. Jeff (Cupid)
Count: 1231 Words
Summary: pre-slash, Cupid!Jeff, half mutual pining.
- Somebody To You by The Vamps ft. Demi Lovato (probably Tony in his head)
For the purposes of this story, it follows an alternate timeline from ‘Dollar Valentine’ minus Hannah’s storyline. Hannah also doesn’t kill herself, and Jeff doesn’t die because of Sheri, and also Tony is single as fuck (but still gay as fuck).
Jeff knew, from the moment that Tony chimed in on Clay’s Dollar Valentine quiz, that he had to get them together. If he was being honest, he knew that Clay’s reluctance for anything social couldn’t just be his anxiety. Maybe, Jeff hoped, it was because he was actually gay. Not because he was gay. Jeff was as straight as they came.
After that questionnaire incident, he started to notice it a lot more. While he didn’t spend a lot of time with Clay, he did see how Tony seemed to always linger; however, Tony was always around, everywhere, all at once. But call it a hunch, Jeff knew they’d be perfect (which was not, by any means, very straight of him).
So Jeff, being his usual kind, attractive self, did what Jeff did best. Help Clay Jensen see what he was so blind to.
“I want to ask you something.” Jeff narrowed his eyes at Clay, as the latter twisted a pen between his fingers. “What do you think of Tony?”
“Maybe we should focus-.”
“Clay, my god, this will take two seconds.” Jeff laughs, closing his book. He could see the fluster reddening Clay’s cheeks ever so slightly. “Okay, I want to ask you straight out. No judgement from me. Would you ever consider going out with Padilla?”
Clay opens his mouth and closes it, several times, before making several noises and another several more mouth movements that highlighted how genuinely awkward this boy was. “He’s a guy!”
“Well, no shit, even I could tell that. I’m not that dumb, Jensen.”
“No- wait that’s-”
“I’m joking. But seriously. I’ve seen the way you look at him. You’ve never looked at a girl that way. Not even when you had that tiny crush on-”
“No don’t say it. If you don’t say it, I’ll agree to go out with Tony.”
That ultimatum was almost too good to refuse. “The office lady.”
“That was one time.”
“Still. A. Crush.” Jeff laughs, earning a shush from Courtney Crimson, who is crammed in the corner with her posse.
“Fine. And for the record… I would go out with Tony. If it were to arise. But he is also not gay.” Clay mutters.
Jeff stared Clay dead in the eyes. “Are you serious?”
“What?! You said you wouldn’t judge.”
“I’m not, but, you think he’s not gay? Wow, Clay. For once I feel smarter than you.”
“Clay? Can I sit here?” The voice surprised him. Not because it startled him, although who knows, maybe both. Clay turns to see a concerned looking Tony, and instantly hopes the ground collapsed beneath them.
“Yeah, no, yes, of course.” Clay nods his head, pushing his homework off the table, to make room for Tony.
“She said she’s seeing a teacher now, about some homework.” Clay pursues his lips, in a half smile.
“Oh okay.” Tony says, before taking his seat. He turns his head, and Clay catches a glimpse of the stars behind his ear. Clay stops eating, and unknowingly starts tracing the various ink that is embedded in Tony’s oak skin. “Everything okay?”
“Yeah, ‘course, just in thought.” Clay smiles. Tony nods once, before picking at his food.
“Jeff talked to me today.”
“Jeff didn’t - whatever he said, I just want you to know that I’m not gay, I’m straight and I hope you don’t hate me for saying you were hot and he’s just playing cupid and,” Clay struggles to speak through the food, so swallows heavily, “I would never have said that if-”
“Jeff never told me that.” Tony chuckled. “But, even if he did, it’d be a compliment. You know I’m gay right?”
Dread lined Clay’s entire body. “He didn’t?”
“He just told me how you were tutoring him.”
Well fuck was all Clay could think.
“Helmet, are you working on Saturday?” Hannah Baker, with all her witticism, walks across the hall from her locker. “Because if you’re not, which you’re not, because I checked, I hear that Jeff may or may not want me to take you to the diner where I will abruptly join Jeff for dinner and leave you and Tony to… get comfortable with each other.”
“Hannah, firstly, that is not what I said.” Jeff grins, approaching her from behind.
“I just think that there is some serious unresolved, probably sexual, tension.” Hannah grins, and walks away. “You’re going, helmet. No ifs or buts.”
It was an ambush.
Saturday night came slowly. After an entire two days of pure fear, Saturday night was considerably easier than what Clay had expected. Tony dressed as Tony always did, in the same leather jacket, and picked Clay up in his much loved Mustang. Hannah and Jeff did end up meeting them there, but let them have their space.
“It’s like a flower. If you cramp it, it won’t blossom.” Jeff exaggerated.
To which Hannah replied, “Jeff… that’s a terrible analogy.” Before they both burst into laughter, and leave the table.
Tony and Clay sit in what Clay considers a comfortable silence, but Tony breaks. “So… have you got any questions?” Tony asks.
Clay shakes his head, sipping from the milkshake. “No, um, you?”
“Here’s one; is this a date?” Tony asks, linking his hands together on the table.
“If you want it to be, we could go somewhere more private.” Tony suggests.
“Yeah, I think that would be nice.” Clay smiles. He goes to pull out his wallet, but Tony drops cash on the table, and frowns at Clay.
“Not a chance.” Tony chuckles, before looping his arm around Clay’s waist and walking him out to the ruby-coloured car. He opens the door for Clay, before getting in his own side and driving. They make small talk, but Clay can feel Tony holding back, and doesn’t try to push him. They arrive at a carpark, in the middle of the woods.
“You’re not going to kill me are you?” Clay chuckles. “Not that you could, you’re basically Yoda.”
“Was that a crack on my height, big boy?” Tony gently shouldered Clay, and laughed.
“Yesssss.” Clay grins. Tony eventually stopped them on a large cliff that overlooked the town.
“Just here.” Tony mutters. There is a nervousness to his voice. Tony could feel the nerves starting to kick in, especially in his stomach. His confidence slowly sapped. “Why’d you agree to this?”
The question wasn’t totally unexpected, but Clay still took his time to think. “Because I like you. I like the way you dress, and I like the way you look at me.” Clay sniffs, watching Tony’s breath become mist against the cold night.
“Really? I always thought you were straight.” Tony nods, and looks away from Clay.
Clay laughs, “That’s exactly what I thought you were.”
“I figured everybody knew.” Tony shrugs, and leant his head against Clay’s shoulder. They sit like that, talking about their families, their aspirations, and every other question nobody had asked Clay in a while. He could feel Tony’s gaze burning into his neck, and it was almost in the same moment that Tony leant forward to kiss Clay. When their lips met, Clay melted into it; he let the rest of the world burn away, and in that moment, everything was okay.
He observes Tetsurou’s dark circles when he comes home from work every night, in turn kissing them all, a silent “i’m glad to be home”. Tetsurou never complains, though. He loves teaching little kids about chemistry and physics and the secrets of the universe. But Kenma knows he likes it best when he’s wearing a pair of ratty old sweats, eating popcorn and laughing at really bad movies with the rest of them. And he always brings back leftover candy from school.
He observes Keiji’s mouth, a slight droop of lips indicating his discomfort at having to work overtime at the hospital. Keiji never complains, though. He loves helping people. But Kenma knows he likes it best when he’s at home, absorbed in a good book, his head on one of their laps, enjoying one of the quieter moments with the rest of them. And he always brings back flowers that remind him of them.
He observes Koutarou from a distance, a star shining almost too bright to look at directly. But he sees the sagging of his shoulders, an indication of self doubt and dejection. Koutarou doesn’t complain about it, though. He loves playing volleyball and he knows his students look up to their coach, a figure of strength and resilience. But Kenma knows that no matter how spirited Koutarou might appear to his students, he likes it best when he is sitting under the blankets with the rest of them, late at night, talking about the latest ghost story he’s heard from his students, an act that always always leads to cuddling. And he always hugs them all so hard, lifting them off their feet and planting a kiss with a plop on their cheeks.
Where does Kenma find himself in this equation? How does he show his love, when he can’t even say the words “i love you”? Maybe he doesn’t have to.
1. Save Me A Spark by Sleeping With Sirens 2. Let Me In by Grouplove 3. Bring Me Back to Life by Ht Bristol 4. If it’s Love by Train 5. Somebody to You by The Vamps feat. Demi Lovato 6. Let’s Hear It for the Boy by Deniece Williams 7. What I Like About You by The Romantics 8. Ho Hey by The Lumineers 9. Fire Meet Gasoline by Sia 10. My Demons by Starset 11. I Believe In A Thing Called Love by The Darkness 12. Crazy in Love by Eden Project feat. Leah Kelly 13. Now That We Found Love by Heavy D & The Boyz 14. How Will I Know by Whitney Houston 15. Bow and Arrow by Reuben and The Dark
i’m glad i didn’t die before i met you // a veronica sawyer x heather mcnamara playlist
01.first day of my life - bright eyes //02.i wouldn’t mind - he is we // 03.woman - the 1975 (cover by halsey) //04.nicest thing - kate nash //05.she keeps me warm - mary lambert // 06.two birds - regina spektor // 07. i won’t give up - jason mraz // 08.can’t stand it - never shout never // 09. spring - two door cinema club // 10. cecilia and the satellite - andrew mcmahon in the wilderness // 11.prove you wrong - he is we // 12.sweater weather - the neighborhood // 13. i guess we’re cool - cassadee pope // 14. sarah smiles - panic! at the disco // 15. she’s so lovely - scouting for girls // 16.heart out - the 1975 // 17.bittersweet - panic! at the disco // 18. lovely - twenty one pilots // 19.somebody to you - the vamps (ft. demi lovato)
“Heyy again, can I get a boyfriend moodboard ship with J-Hope? Tysm ^-^”
Jumping with enthusiasm during night walks
Noses whistling during sleep
Gold chrysanthemums decorating empty streets
Honey tasting kisses and banana scented both bombs
Opening mouths to speak and having the snapped shut
Supporting each other until the end
Eyes full of hope and hapiness
“One should live as if there were not death” ~ O.W.
Keeping a journal full of memories
Your Song: Somebody to you by The Vamps ft. Demi Lovato
I used to ride around I didn’t wanna settle down But now I wake each day Looking for a way that I can see your face I’ve got your photograph But baby I need more than that I need to know your lips Nothing ever mattered to me more than this
Look at me now, I’m falling I can’t even talk, still stuttering This ground of mine keeps shaking Oh oh oh, now!
All I wanna be, yeah all I ever wanna be, yeah, yeah Is somebody to you All I wanna be, yeah all I ever wanna be, yeah, yeah Is somebody to you