22 Day Rory/Jess challenge | Day 17 –
A scene you wish happened but didn’t; Scenes you know happened but we didn’t get to see them
The next time they see each other is a year after Philadelphia, at Lorelai and Luke’s wedding which they always knew would eventually happen. They’re the best man and maid of honor and it’s awkward at the cenemony but then they’re at the reception and after a few glances and cautious smiles Jess asks Rory to dance, fed up with Luke’s nagging. They dance in silence for a while and then she looks up at him and asks how the things have been at Truncheon, even though she already knows from Luke that they moved to New York. He looks at her for a few moments because he knows she started working in the city as well but he doesn’t know if he wants to go through this routine with her again.
“It’s fine. We’ve got loads of work but I’m not complaining. I still cannot believe people are actually interested in what we publish.”
"Oh, I see." she replies and she hopes he cannot hear the sadness in her voice. And in that moment, he makes the decision.
"We moved to New York some time ago, we think it’ll be good for the business."
Then she starts rambling about her internship at the New York Times and how she doesn’t have too many friends there and that maybe if he’s bored sometimes he’d want to get coffee together or maybe show her some other cool places in the city but she’ll understand if he thinks it’s not a good idea at all and he cutts her off, laughing.
"Rory, stop." and after a pause - "Yeah, why not".
She gives him the biggest smile and lets out a breath she didn’t realise she was holding.
They’re both back in New York and Jess waits a couple of days before calling her. They talk about everything and nothing in particular - New York, Luke and Lorelai, their works, books he currently works on are articles she plans to write. They tease each other and talk for minutes and minutes and after they hang up, Rory can’t stop herself from smiling.
As soon as they step into the bookstore, she gasps. “Jess, this place is amazing!”
They spend two hours there as she roams through the bookshelves, running to him every few minutes to show him her newest discovery and he catches himself thinking it’d be so easy to get used to this again.
She is the one who kisses him and although he’s been thinking about it since the wedding, he still pulls away. “Rory, I can’t do this again. We both know how it’ll end and it’s just too much.”
"No, Jess. It’ll be different this time, we are not the same people anymore and - listen, I know what I want and I know I can’t have it without you. I’m ready for this and I’m ready for you."
It feels like eternity but he finally takes her face in his hands and kisses her back.
They are in Washington Square Park, sitting under a tree. Her back is touching his chest, she makes corrections to her latest article as he reads a book, holding it in one hand while he absently plays with her hair.
“Mmm, it’s nice” she murmurs, turning her head to kiss his neck.
“Yeah, it is.” he replies.
It’s been a month since they decided to try being together again and she insisted on preparing dinner at his place. She is in the kitchen and he sits in the living room, pretending to read when he really is listening to the sound of plates clashing together and her swearing under her breath. He smirks knowingly, gets up and stands in the doorway, watching with amusement her frantic movements and a slightly mad look in her eyes.
“Rory, are you sure -“
“Damn it, I did something wrong and I don’t know what! I’m so sorry Jess, I wanted it to be special” she says apologetically. She looks at him with such sadness in her eyes he finds himself walking up to her and wrapping his arms around her.
“You cannot be serious, Rory. I don’t need special. You are here and this is what is important to me.” He kisses her then and when minutes later he starts moving them in the direction of his bedroom, never breaking the contact between them, she forgets all about dinner.
She opens her eyes and when she sees Jess sleeping next to her, she feels happiness in its purest form. She lets her eyes wander over his body and she looks at his naked chest, his hand on her arm, a gentle smile on his lips and then she looks at his eyes, which are now open and staring back at her.
“Were you watching me sleep?” he asks teasingly.
“No.” she answers much too quickly and blushes furiously.
“Okay” he smirks.
She looks at him, embarrassed, and he moves her closer to him, watching her the whole time with a tender look in his eyes.
"Hi" she says and touches his cheek.
"Hi" he answers.
It’s raining outside as they lie in bed. Rory is reading a book, his one hand is on her stomach as he tries to count the freckles on her shoulder with his other hand.
“I give up, it’s impossible!” he finally says, exasperated.
She laughs, puts her book down and turns her head to his side. “See, I told you so. Now you’ll know not to question me ever again” ahe says with a satisfied smile.
“Oh, we’ll see about that” he says and she kisses him, sighing contentedly. They look at each other for the longest time and when he opens his mouth, she already knows what he’ll say.
“I love you, did you know that?” he tells her. He looks at her calmly, with no sign of hesitation or nervousness in his eyes. This time he doesn’t run away; and this time she says it back and as soon as the words roll off her tongue, she knows she’s never been more certain about anything in her life.