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[erzsebetrosztoczy]

Night out Part 2.

Pairing: Salim x Jason

Summary: Jason offered Salim to show his local cinema but without any instructions, Salim’s left to figure out what the young american means with all this, and what does his own feeling thell him about this situation.

Words: 2200~

Genre: Fluff

Notes: Yes I finally set my butt down to write. Hurray! Funk off writers block😌💗 Part 1 if you wanna know the previous acts. Oh and by sandwichbars, I mean like Subway and such. Cause here we really don't have those, only in a few bigger cities, I think.

What should he do now? Is this just a sudden crush? Is he just embarrassed, flushed because of Jason? Or is it something more? 

Salim nervously tapped on his knees as he stared at the road ahead, eyes fixed on the quickly moving white stripes in the middle. He should stop thinking about this. Thinking makes things worse, thinking only takes his ideas further.

Since the movie ended Salim calmed down to an acceptable level, even forgot about his tight situation for a short time, when Jason started to discuss the movie. 

And then silence fell upon them, dooming his mind back to thinking.

Did he really want to watch Jason's lips as he spoke, or was he just curious about what the american's telling him? 

Did he really think about sliding his hand over the cold leather of his seat, to feel the warmth of Jason's knees? 

Did he really want to do this "going out together" again? It was nice to have a little time for himself…well for themselves. It felt so relaxing with Jason, Salim finally could relax and be himself around the younger man, sharing thoughts and ideas he wouldn't do with anyone else. 

It came as a surprise to himself, that he wants to dig deeper into this…connection they have.

A relationship?

 What if he's just totally oblivious, and only Salim reads signs into this? 

"So…" Salim heard Jason's voice cracking the heavy silence between the two of them, with a curious and careful tone. "Are ya hungry? I feel like a starving dog on the streets after this film." 

Salim snapped his attention back to the man beside him, catching Jason's amazing side profile as he looked back at the road. Salim had a more rounded nose with soft cheeks and round features, and so Jason’s prominent and sharp features, with his cheekbones and nose made a noticeably big difference between the two men, that Salim liked quite much. Opposites that make a whole.

Salim blinked, squinting his images and Jason’s face out of his brain. He didn’t even know what his younger partner said. 

“I…I- yeah I would like to.” It sounded more like a question than an answer, but Jason nodded with a small smile, so Salim left it on the fact that he did answer correctly. 

“And you really have those in Iraq too?” Jason raised an eyebrow, surprised, but amazed. Salim glupped - there was another question he did not hear because of his damn thoughts…?

“I–Uhhh.” He began, trying to come up with some short reply that could fit into any questions he might have gotten. Unfortunately, Salim wasn’t a man for made up lies. “Under we have them- you mean…?”

“Like in every city? I thought sandwich bars were only a thing here in the US.”

“Ah yes, sandwich bars!” He nodded. They have bars where you have…sandwiches? “I mean maybe in much larger cities, sure. I- I think I have been in one once…. Somewhere.” He bit his lips, trying to think of anything else that came into his scattered mind, that worked just fine when he needed to think about Jason.  “But I’m not sure we had any around my city, I suppose.”

“Got it.” Jason chuckled, signaling for a right turn. “Then we gotta refresh your memories, Salim.” A shiver ran down Salim's spine – it was common for Jason to call him by his name - or either buddy and mate - but the way he said it… the softness; Salim literally could hear the smile as Jason said his name. 

He wanted to hear it over and over again, only from him, and only like this. 

It was late at night, maybe around midnight by the time they arrived at a little restaurant that stood out from the rest of the building complex with its red and bright yellow colors. It gave Salim’s the impression of an old… vintage building. Something he saw on postcards when he was just a boy. 

It’s surprising it was even open at this late hour, but Jason explained quickly, there are few bistros that run in a 24hours period, closing for only just a few hours, early in the morning. Sitting down in the corner of the small bar Jason ordered two burgers for them, and while they were waiting for the food to arrive, taking his hat off, he gazed out of the big windows. Salim was nervously tapping on the floor, hands fidgeting on the table. Why didn’t Jason look nervous? Why did he seem just as perfectly fine as someone would be with just a casual friend to hang out? And again; the scary and hurtful thought came back with full force into Salim’s skull, pushing and scratching him from the inside. 

“I'm gonna be honest with you” Jason’s sudden turn to face him spooked Salim, he flinched slightly, blinking into the American's warm brown eyes as he tried to collect himself for a conversation. “ I thought you were gonna head back home as soon as the film’s over.” He admitted with an embarrassed half smile scratching his neck, as Jason looked quickly to the side. “Guess I was wrong…”

Salim scoffed softly, raising an eyebrow, chin resting in his hand as he leaned onto the table. He wasn’t offended by any means, in fact, he would have gone home early, if it wasn’t for spending time with Jason. 

“Oh? Do tell Jarhead, why thought so?” He said instead, with a teasing tone. It amazed him that no matter how nervous he was, if it came to the banter he and Jason had going on, Salim was all in for the fun. 

“I dunno, just that you have Zain at home, waiting…” Jason coughed, shrugging his shoulders, looking anywhere but Salim. The older man started to catch on, wondering if the tables turned in this short period of time, from leaving the car and sitting in to this bistro, that Jason suddenly acted so giddy. 

“Jason, “ Salim chuckled; under his eyelids he caught the bobbing of the marine’s Adam’s apple, that sealed his slightests of hopeful thoughts to be true at last – Jason was, in fact just as nervous in front of Salim’s piercing eyes as the older man was a few moments ago. “My son is eighteen years old, a grown up- on paper. I think he’s more than glad that his old man isn’t home for a few hours.” Jason admitingly nodded to this, a faint blush appearing on his ears, that he quickly hid with another set of nape scratching. 

It’s funny how Salim partially could calm his nerves, while Jason got more and more flushed. Maybe it was because all the time he did not face Salim eye to eye; only speaking to him while Jason drove. Only getting stolen looks from the side, never able to linger his gaze longer than a few seconds? Finally the doubtful voices started to fade in Salim’s mind - thought the nervousness and the small lump in his stomach stayed. 

“Besides, would you really describe me as such an old man, who would retreat to his couch after a few hours of driving and film watching?” His voice was taunting, but not in a harsh way. Salim could say the boldest lines, the most teasing words that he knew of, and he still could sell it with a gentle and calm, welcoming manner. 

To this, Jason snorted, teeth shining up in a bright smile, his dimples deepened doing so. 

“Not in a million year would I call you old. Not after what I witnessed with my own eyes. With those arms, I wouldn’t be the damned fool to call you out for a brawl.” The younger man protested, while the waitress finally brought out the ordered foods for them. 

The two men quietly waited until the lady placed everything down, thanking her with a polite smile and a nod. 

“You see, my friend” Salim continued, picking up his burger carefully, not to drop any ingredient from the bums, while Jason just sieged them into his hands, lashing down onto the sandwich like a starving man. “Age comes with not just wise words, but in my case, with a fine form.” He grinned down, biting into his sandwich, as he watched Jason clearing his throat. 

“Yeah, well; I’m damn sure about that one.” He murmured into his food, but Salim heard it anyway; chewing with the biggest grin he ever had. 

Being nervous and confused about his feelings was one thing for Salim, he could make out something about that after some time, with process and critical thinking. But seeing finally what effect he had on Jason, the possibility that the man he was developing feelings for, might have felt the same, or fairly similar; set his senses to another level of brainstorm. If there was a little, a slight, an itty- bitty chance that Jason might like him that way, Salim will try to inch closer and closer to the younger man, getting to know him as much as he lets himself, as he wants to know Salim, because…

He waited long enough. Salim was patient, and easy going until almost the very end of the day, always focusing on his career, to become a good father, and a roll-model that Zain can follow. In his entire life, until this moment he put his family, his reputation, and the necessities over his needs. But times changed, he cannot look after Zain for much longer, the boys soon starts to live his own life as he pleases, his baba will be placed in the background as a voice of reasons, and guide for thought times, but all in all; Salim will, eventually let go of Zain’s hand. 

Those times of the past are over, war is not an aspect that Salim needs to consider anymore. Maybe, after all the hard work and putting-aside-himself-for-the-greater-good; maybe Salim will finally start something new, he would like to do. Something he would love to do and continue and cherish. A new life, with new ways and new faces. And Jason was someone he considered into this new part of his life.  

Why not give it a chance? It’s better asking, then failing, than never even trying. 

They stopped in front of the familiar white walls, and tall roof of Salim’s house, the colorful tv lights of the first floor shining out into the black night, through the windows. Zain better not peek from his room’s window, or Salim might need to answer some quite awkward questions from his son,that he rather wished to do the next morning, as Zain doesn’t know anything that happened. 

Salim united his seatbelt, stretching out his back with a satisfying set of cracks, and he looked at Jason, like he would say something more, before saying their goodbyes. 

The marine offered a shy smile, biting his lips as he tapped in the driving wheel, thinking any lines his brain would allow him to create. 

“I– Well this was a fun night.” He finally spoke looking back at Salim, his gaze slipping to the older man’s lips for a second. “Now at least you tried out this lazy weekend fun…or like this going out- thing.”

“I enjoyed it very much, Jason.” Salim smiled with a reassuring nod. “ I kind of started to think about doing this more often.” 

Jason’s brows twitched, he shot up his hand to quickly readjust his cap. “I’m more than happy to watch movies and go eating with pleasant company.”  

“I hoped this was going to be your answer.” Humming, Salim leaned closer, gently placing a hand onto Jason’s shoulder, patting him a few times. “I better get going. Might look after what Zain left in the kitchen after his “dinner cooking”. 

“Arright. Have a good night Salim.” Jason nodded, with the movement, shifting his head ever so slightly towards Salim’s. 

“You too, Jason.” Before he could think otherwise, before he could withdraw his courage; Salim pushed himself further ahead, planting a quick kiss on Jason’s cheek, before turning away to open the car door. Salim wasn’t even sure, he wanted to see Jason’s reaction, but then, before he could close the door, Jason coughed. 

“I… I’ll call you tomorrow… If you would… wanna go down the lake?” He stuttered, eyes searching for something on the ground, face red from ears to neck, with a silly little smile, almost unable to hold back. 

Salim pursed his lips together before he could say the answer. 

“You’re on it, Jarhead.” He agreed, closing the door with a rumbling heart in his chest. 

[4incroatia]

Viel zu wenig Zeit

Donnerstag, 16. Juli 2020

Heute geht es auf die Insel Hvar, die Fähre geht ab dem kleinen Örtchen Drvenik zwei Buchten weiter und benötigt nur 35 Minuten. Soweit, so gut. Um 9. 45 sind wird vor Ort, kaufen Tickets (einfache Fahrt für uns alle 20 Euro) und reihen uns in die Warteschlange ein. Um 10. 30 fährt das Schiffchen nach Sucuraj.

Während der Fahrt haben wir eine wunderbare Sicht auf die Rivera Makarska. Pünktlich rollen wir von Bord, peilen die Stadt Hvar am anderen Ende der Insel an... Und erschrecken. Denn die Straße ist so schmal, dass für die nächsten 37 Kilometer Tempo 40 vorgegeben ist. Tatsächlich zuckeln wir über den Rücken der 64 Kilometer langen Insel, zunächst ohne Bucht oder Feldweg oder irgendeinem Zeichen von Zivilisation. Gerald rechnet, denn unsere Fähre zurück geht um 18 Uhr.... Wir überlegen und verwerfen diverse andere Stopps, allerdings alle auf der anderen Hälfte der Insel. Dann entscheidet der Fahrer, es geht nach Hvar. Die Kinder sind hochgradig entnervt, aber immerhin vertragen ja drei von vier die Kurve sehr gut....

Nach über eineinhalb Stunden erreichen wir Hvar. Das Städtchen ist ein Traum, viele gut erhaltene alte Bauten, venezianisches Erbe, aber die Sonne knallt vom Himmel. Und irgendwie wirkt es abgesehen von den Masken vor den Nasen der Gastwirte so, als ob es dieses Ding mit C nie gegeben hätte. Denn anders als Dubrovnik, die alte Festungsstadt voller Kultur, lockt dieses Örtchen die Partypeople an. Junge Menschen mit viel Geld, das man in vielen äußert schicken Cafés und Lounges ausgeben kann.

War es anderswo eher leer, ist es hier schon wieder sehr belebt und die jungen Männer sind im Rudel unterwegs. Die Junggesellenabschiede sind hier eine Plage. Wir flüchten uns in eine Sandwichbar mit nettem Gastwirt, die Speisen sind lecker und so fettig, dass wir bis zum Abend keinen Hunger mehr haben. Der Gastwirt sagt, dass normalerweise Ende April, Mitte Mai so viele Touristen da sind, wie jetzt in der Hauptsaison. Wir seufzen... Ist das nicht jetzt schon wirklich genug? Definitiv eher ein Ort, um mit guten Freundinnen einen Cocktail zu schlürfen, als mit überhitzten Kindern in der Mittagssonne zu flanieren. Außerdem drängt die Zeit, denn wir müssen spätestens um 16 Uhr los, um mit Glück auf die Fähre zu kommen... Die letzte um 21. 30 Uhr geht uns dann doch zu spät.

Noch ein Blick auf die wirklich sagenhaft schöne Bucht von der Festung aus, noch ein starker Kaffee und frisch gepresster Orangensaft, das neue Lieblingsgetraenk von Louisa, dann geht es auch schon wieder los.

Gerald nimmt die Kurven diesmal sportlicher, aber es bleibt eine Hochleistung an Konzentration. Am Straßenrand geht es stets Steil nach unten, ohne Leitplanken. In dem Dorf, in dem wir vormittags noch eine große Beerdigung gesehen haben, laufen jetzt Dreharbeiten. Wir fragen uns, ob auch die Trauernden nur Statisten waren.

Pünktlich sind wir an der Fähre und müssen eine Runde bangen, ob wir noch an Bord kommen. Denn wir sind Wagen Nummer 25, etwa 30 passen drauf, allerdings sind Lastwagen und Wohnmobile dabei.

Aber wir haben Glück, als vorletztes Fahrzeugen dürfen wir aufs Schiff rollen. Drvenik ist ein netter kleiner Ort, die Promenade ist von Aleppokiefern gesäumt. Zum Entsetzen der Kinder beschließen die Eltern, dort essen zu gehen... Und nicht, wie von Kilian und Louisa gewünscht in der Pizzeria bei uns. Da waren wir ja innerhalb von 7 Tagen auch erst dreimal. Die Kinder finden, das langt nicht. Mama will endlich mal richtig essen gehen und sogar Gerald ist nach Fisch. Es geht also in ein kleines Fischrestaurant und es gibt Wolfsbarsch und Kalamares vom Holzkohlegrill.

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