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“ that’s part of the rule .
never quit . never let
them see you’re afraid .
above all — never let
them see you’re hurt .
never let them see
you cry . never . ”
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It's a party, most of em are high off their ass or drunk, usually blackout; or they simply didn't give a shit about other people's crap. It tends to be the way of these.. events.
“You really want me to be there?” after their.. argument, he'd have thought..
Well, J knows +
He nodded, eyes shifting to every other person around them. Nobody else was watching, they simply didn’t care, and this was new to J. He couldn’t help but this how selfish that was of him.
“Come home with me, Salam.” He said. It wasn’t a question, but it sounded more+
The truth, these kinds of party's weren't his style either, but he found the closest place to.. get out of his head for a minute after their fight.
He wasn't happy with that happened either, but he's stubborn.
He's, walking towards the gates.
“J?”
The party scene wasn’t one he was familiar with. Standing awkwardly, dressed way too formally, just past the gates that led to the backyard.
He and Salam had had a fight. And he wasn’t okay with how things had ended.
So there he was. Staring at the man he loved… waiting
⠀⠀⠀—— @cheapmxdicine .
[ lean . ]
with an arm opened to him , salam leans against j with a soft sigh , relaxing , one of his own arms wrapped around him .
“ this is nice . . ”
⠀⠀⠀—— @ecc0myecc0 .
[ swat . ]
it was , second nature for salam to try and , grab things ; especially of the more , expensive variety ; or with certain shines .
“ hey - ” called out when his hand was swatted away .
⠀⠀⠀—— @cheapmxdicine .
[ lean . ]
with an arm opened to him , salam leans against j with a soft sigh , relaxing , one of his own arms wrapped around him .
“ this is nice . . ”
⠀⠀⠀—— @ecc0myecc0 .
[ swat . ]
it was , second nature for salam to try and , grab things ; especially of the more , expensive variety ; or with certain shines .
“ hey - ” called out when his hand was swatted away .
Normally he'd take care of this kind of thing alone, but.. well, a rough night for him, often made him think about j, working at one of these clinics..
“Hey..” there was a slight wince when gloved hands rested on his face.
“Ah fuck” he muttered to himself as he walked forward. This was an off the books clinic J helped run, so it wasn’t against the rules for him to look after Salam. Not that anyone could stop him once he saw the state of the man.
“Salam” gloved hands placed on his cheeks.
He watches as J moves to the window, a half awake smile, hand through messy hair.
“We still could..” he said, fighting a yawn, he'd definitely crawled back through that window at some ungodly hour.
“And we both know you could do with more sleep..” a tease as he's making his +
His plans were to see Salam… so, he was already well ahead of the curve.
“Hmm… I wish you didn’t nap. Then I could’ve suggested it for us.” He’s walking over to the window, still a little cracked open from where Salam must’ve crawled in.
“The sun is at the perfect +
A stray.. needing a home? maybe there are some.. similarities in him, to the cats he often takes in. Not that he'd admit it.
“You, not creative? That I doubt, you're smart, J.. maybe we let their personalities show a little before naming em..”
He didn’t want to make the comparison of Salam himself being like that… other then defenceless of course.
“None that come to mind… I always named pets after their physical appearance. I’m not very creative.”
Free hand briefly takes J's, to comfort he hopes; focused on the road, they're headed to a spot Salam has.. often found peace in.
“A spot outside Gotham, away from the busy city.”
He isn’t sure about that. Watching the zooming surroundings and then the sudden stops as they hit the remains of Gotham city traffic makes things worse. He’s got his eyes closed.
“Can I have a hint to where we’re going?”
A somewhat sheepish smile, oh he had catch him off guard, had been getting a short nap in after a, very long night out working.
“Maybe..” a soft chuckle, sure he could've lied; but there's too much evidence to do that.
“Plans for the day?”
J had certainly caught onto that.
“Did I wake you then?” He’s smiling. Trying to keep his focus on Salam and not the room around them. He isn’t sure if he can even sit down, his suit is nice and currently free of cat hair.