AN: This is my first story published on FanFiction, but I've lurked here for a few years now. Jonnor is the main reason I watch the Fosters, but I realized that Jude and Connor are largely characterized by there relationship with each other, so I wanted to explore them beyond that. The story starts during episode 3.17 (Sixteen) and everything that happened before that is the same as the show, but after will be my story. Finally, I do not own the Fosters in any way shape or form; the show belongs to Freeform and Peter Paige and Bradley Bredeweg.

"Ok, well what do you want to do? Do you want to break up?"

"Do you?"

The question hung in the air for what felt like eternity as Connor processed what was going on.

"No!" He suddenly shouted, surprising Jude as well as himself. "Of, of course I don't, but if that's what you want…"

"I don't know what I want; that's the problem," Jude picked where as Connor's voice trailed off.

Inwardly, Connor groaned. "This is why-"

"This is why what?" Jude interrupted with anger in his tone.

"Why are you yelling? What did I do?"

"I saw you roll your eyes at me. Now finish that sentence 'this is why' what?"

"This is why being your boyfriend is so hard. You never know what you want, and when you do, you get mad at me when I disagree," Connor retorted, his voice slowly getting louder and louder.

"Really, like whe-" Jude started but Connor just kept on speaking.

"Like when you wanted to keep our relationship a secret and when you didn't want to be called gay, even though you are; even though we are. And I stood by you the whole time. And do you know what I just realized? That I'm the only one who gives in this relationship. I would do anything for you, because you're still my best friend and my boyfriend."

Connor paused to take a breath, but Jude started talking almost as soon as Connor had stopped.

"Me? How about you? Sure I didn't want to be labeled, but I thought you got that. And you're the one who was too scared to come out and even dated a girl to try and convince your dad that you were straight even though your gay. And speaking of your Dad, he gets it now. He really does. You did not have to move to LA, but you did any way. And you left me here. Alone. As soon as we both became comfortable being a couple together in public, you left."

"So that's what this is about."

"Of course that's what this is about."

By this time, Connor had calmed himself down and it looked as if Jude had too. Jude's words stung, but he had to admit that they weren't wrong. He did leave Jude, but he did it for his own wellbeing and if Jude didn't get that, then maybe something did have to change.

"Maybe we should take a break." Connor said, finally breaking the silence that had grown between them.

"You mean you want to break up?" Jude asked.

"No, I mean maybe we need to focus on ourselves and what we want and need for awhile. And if we meet someone new in that time, then yeah, maybe we will break up, but not right now."

"Ok…" Connor could tell that Jude was hesitant, so he kept going.

"We're clearly not in the same place right now, mentally or physically," he joke, eliciting a small chuckle from Jude, "but I hope with some time we can be again."

"We can still talk to each other though, right?" Jude questioned, sounding concerned.

"Obviously," Connor smiled, happy that Jude seemed to be taking it so well. "But you're right, we do talk all the time right now without really talking, so let's try less meaningless texts and actual conversation, ok?"

"Ok."

"Good. I'll talk to you later, Jude, ok?"

"Ok."