A/N: Just a little poetry-driven, faith-centered drabble written with Jason and David in mind.

Something By the Sun.

"Sometimes, I think that God just forgot about me."

Something poignant, something stale, something unexpected. A flash of pink dipped from David's mouth to lap at the black coffee. Something stale. Mahogany-paneled eyes fixed in an incredulous stare.

"What?" A tremble. The trapped butterfly in insecurity's cocoon.

"God didn't forget about you."

"You can't say that, David."

Silence. "I just did."

Something sweet, something novice, something ephemeral but static but raw but clever. "Then why…why do such bad things happen to me? If there is a God then…why…why doesn't he help me?"

A boy in his lap, a flower parting waves of caramel, carefully painted eyelashes drip onto faded cheeks. Something delicate.

"Jason, you don't need some dude in the sky. You have me."

Coffee stains imprinted by exchange of lips. Something shifts, something grows, something falls in love. Dark and darker eyes twinkle by starlight, tears cling to every glassy iris like a gem. Something precious.

"Then why does everybody say he's there, why do so many people believe in him, and why can't I?"

A parallel universe. This isn't how the coffee spills, how the gems shatter, how perfection unravels. Something divine.

"Because you were never given a reason to."

A heart crumbles under the pinching of higher fingers. Chocolate melts on his candy lips and David likes glue, better than scotch tape. Something fixed.

"I believe in you, David. You're the only God I need." Something realized. Something that can't be created, only recognized and fought for. Clouds amongst heaven's blue could spell out the truth. Something touched. Something heard. Something tasted.

"Maybe God's not real, maybe he is, but someone's looking out for us up there. There has to be." Sketch a smile, capture the rain. Something soft. Something shared.

"Why?"

"Because someone loved me enough to give me Jason Felix."

Something real.