Fortunately, he was able to get back before the sun came up, but he only beat it by a couple of minutes.
"I was worried about you," Steve said.
"I'm okay."
Steve moved towards the window, but Jason held him back. "Don't. When it's daytime, don't go near the windows."
"Yes, of course. I don't know what I was thinking."
They sat on the couch, not really knowing what to do. "What do vampires do during the day?" Jason asked.
"Sleep?"
"Right. They are nocturnal. But I really don't feel like sleeping right now."
"Maybe vampires don't sleep," Steve suggested.
"That could be."
They sat for another five minutes.
"Okay, this is boring," Jason announced.
"Yeah," Steve agreed.
Jason looked over at the window. The sun was apparently high enough that beams of light were coming into the room. He stood up and walked towards the light.
"What are you doing?" Steve asked, alarmed.
"Testing something."
"You're gonna walk into the light?"
"No, I'm going to stick my hand into the light. I'm the elder." He added that last part without a thought. He had no idea what it meant, but when he said it, Steve nodded and backed away. It's like Jason affirmed his authority or something. Later, he would discover that the term "elder" was used for the one in a vampire clan that had been a vampire the longest. In this case: Jason. Since he had been a vampire longer, it is believed that he is wiser and more knowledgeable than the ones that have been a vampire for a shorter time, even if in truth the other vampires "below" him know more or are wiser.
Jason reached his hand out and made contact with the light. The pain was excruciating and he immediately yanked his hand back. It was like he stuck his hand into a fire and the burn on his hand was totally consistent with the analogy. The areas that had touched the light were nearly burnt to a crisp.
Steve knelt down next to Jason, who was cradling his hurt hand. And that's when they both saw it. Within just one minute, the wound healed itself. And after that minute was over, his hand was back to it's normal pale white self. There was absolutely no indication that he had gotten hurt.
"Amazing," Steve said.
"I think I need a nap," Jason suddenly said. It seemed like he had lost energy when his hand healed itself. He needed some sleep.
So, he got onto Steve's bed, intending to take a nap. But before Steve left the room, Jason said he liked to have some company.
Steve got onto the bed and laid right next to Jason. They faced each other and Jason did something he didn't see coming. He kissed Steve, on his lips. The desire to do it came from nowhere. Steve wasn't turned off by it either. He actually seemed to enjoy it. They rubbed up against each other and embraced each other. Then Jason fell asleep.
