pattinson, james.

Night Walk || James and Blake

“Yeah, well if I don’t want to get caught sneaking out after curfew then yeah. I resort to the window.” he laughs as he explained. “It doesn’t hurt much anymore.. I’m quite use to doing this actually…” Blake stuck his hands into the pockets of his coat and turned over to James who seemed to be really nervous and tense about something. He looks to his brother and asks, “Something wrong..” he raised an eyebrow and looked confusedly at him. “You seem kind of… umm.. worried…” Blake stopped walking in the middle and waited for James to give him an answer.

"Oh," James replied simply, to Blake's explanation of jumping out windows. He pressed his lips together, idly staring about the sky, nerves wracking him into tension. There was no use in regretting his escape, he realized, but that didn't mean he'd just made himself worried. His thoughts were interrupted once again by Blake's voice. "Hm?" he asked, raising his eyebrows. He'd noticed Blake had stopped walking. James stopped, too, running his hand through his hair several times. "Oh. I'm fine," he assured Blake, even though he really wasn't, and he was questioning why the hell he'd even asked Blake if he could tag along, anyway. "Not worried." James fathomed a smile, but it was obvious that it was fake.

Night Walk || James and Blake

Blake sat on the sidewalk in front of his house as he waited for James. He looked around and spotted a figure coming towards him. Blake stood up silently for a while until he could get a clear vision of who it was. Remembering that he was meeting up with James, he calmed down for a second and walked up to the figure. He let out a long breath as it had been his brother, he greeted him with a simple “Hello” and they continued to walk the direction away from James’s house. As James asked Blake a question he simply replied with a shrug and explained, “Not sure… I guess only when have energy to jump out of my window.” he laughed and turned to James who was looking rather frightened and frozen. 

"Oh, okay," James replied simply, hands fidgeting in his pocket. He cleared his throat and chewed so hard on his lower lip that it almost bled. After a while he asked, "Wait, you jump out of your window?" Eyebrows furrowing, he continued, "Doesn't that hurt?" Seeing to it that James had a depriving childhood and had never really gone out much on his own, James didn't know a lot about the outside world. He didn't know how incredibly stupid he sounded when he asked these things, but he couldn't help himself. There were just too many things to know about in this little time that he had alone to himself and his brother - the brother he didn't even know existed until a few days ago. As he and Blake walked, he zipped and unzipped the first half of his hoodie zipper, as a way to block the nerving tension that was riding his brain.