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[𝓚𝗼𝗿𝗶𝗮𝗻𝗱'𝗿 • @solarflarings]

i'm https://t.co/j0UGqF5fjg than i look.

[𝖈𝐨𝐧-𝖒𝐚𝐧. @hellblazers]

“nothin’ an ice pack and a drink won’t fix, love. you’ll be fine, i promise.”

in his rarely occurring reassurance mode, he carefully touches the spot where she was bumped on the head, trying to test her himself.

[𑣲＊ 𝓒 @swnthry]

⌜ every nerve was crying out , hands bracing against John 's arms until gaze met his . A pained smile forming .

" ok , you got me – Definitely not fine –

[𝖈𝐨𝐧-𝖒𝐚𝐧. @hellblazers]

@clwsrots following quickly behind, more than a little eager to get inside, he shuts the car door and closes them off from the rest of the world — hands already starting to reach over to selina.

[𝖈𝐨𝐧-𝖒𝐚𝐧. @hellblazers]

@clwsrots ah, perfect. c’mon then — ladies first, just like last time.

[𝖈𝐨𝐧-𝖒𝐚𝐧. @hellblazers]

“forgive my saying, but y’dont seem fine.”

a concerned sigh leaves his lips as he helps the magician steady herself — his hand gently taking her chin and tilting it towards himself so he may meet her gaze.

[𑣲＊ 𝓒 @swnthry]

⌜ A low chuckle , wincing as body was lifted into his warmth .

" 'm fine — shit - . . I 'm fine .

⌜ There was an attempt to sit up on her own , only to falter against his hand .

[𝖈𝐨𝐧-𝖒𝐚𝐧. @hellblazers]

@clwsrots oh, i plan on it. fancy breakin’ into one of these cars again?

[𝖈𝐨𝐧-𝖒𝐚𝐧. @hellblazers]

@clwsrots abso-fuckin’-lutely.

[𝖈𝐨𝐧-𝖒𝐚𝐧. @hellblazers]

“you must ‘ave gotten a nasty blow to the head, love. you alright? c’mon, let’s get you sitting up…”

hands, far gentler with her than they are with anybody else, reach to reassuringly take her arms, helping her to sit upright.

[𑣲＊ 𝓒 @swnthry]

⌜ A slow stir , the dull throbs
of pain mixed with that familiar
voice of his led to a groan .

" mm – mmhm . . .ᐣ What happened –

[𝖈𝐨𝐧-𝖒𝐚𝐧. @hellblazers]

@clwsrots just tryin’ to be polite with the formalities and all — and i ain’t tired of doing 𝘢͟𝘯͟𝘺͟𝘵͟𝘩͟𝘪͟𝘯͟𝘨 with you yet…

[𝖈𝐨𝐧-𝖒𝐚𝐧. @hellblazers]

@clwsrots oh, quit your gawking before it goes to my head. how ‘ave you been, darlin’?

[𝖈𝐨𝐧-𝖒𝐚𝐧. @hellblazers]

fuuu— c’mon, wake up, zee.

[𑣲＊ 𝓒 @swnthry]

Looks like 𝓼he took a bit of a . . hit during the 𝓶ission . . * 🌀

[𝖈𝐨𝐧-𝖒𝐚𝐧. @hellblazers]

@clwsrots how could he forget? all that black makes her blend in with the night, though — surely she’ll spot his his beige jacket and lit cigarette glowing.

[𝖈𝐨𝐧-𝖒𝐚𝐧. @hellblazers]

@clwsrots christ, does he remember. guess he’ll be taking a little stroll down by city hall, maybe they’ll bump into each other again…

[𝖈𝐨𝐧-𝖒𝐚𝐧. @hellblazers]

@clwsrots he wasn’t aware he had an open invitation to? but, in that case, that is hardly all — where can he find her?

[𝖈𝐨𝐧-𝖒𝐚𝐧. @hellblazers]

@clwsrots not weird at all, love. he’s been takin’ a few trips down memory lane too, actually.

[𝖈𝐨𝐧-𝖒𝐚𝐧. @hellblazers]

the soft kiss cheers the grumpy bastard up even more, and the bottle of wine certainly helps too — fancier than his usual taste, but a drink is a drink.

“ah, you’re too good for me. c’mon, sit.”

[𝖈𝐨𝐧-𝖒𝐚𝐧. @hellblazers]

letting out a sarcastic, disapproving groan as she goes to get changed, he stretches out his legs and remains seated in the corner — a half-smirk on his lips as he watches her approach.

[𝖈𝐨𝐧-𝖒𝐚𝐧. @hellblazers]

well, she doesn’t have to change she doesn’t want to — he’s more than comfortable with that…

[𝖈𝐨𝐧-𝖒𝐚𝐧. @hellblazers]

he’s always lucky when she spares him some attention.

[𝖈𝐨𝐧-𝖒𝐚𝐧. @hellblazers]

…

maybe.