Jim Hopper.

Fighter, Soldier, Father, Survivor,-Stranger Things Verse-

[Jim Hopper. @Lost_hopperman]

James 'Jimbo' Hopper. Vietnam Vet. Police Chief of Hawkins. Divorced.
Stranger Things Muse. O.C. and Crossover friendly.
Ships with Joyce or strong Chem.
Dark and mature themes.
Penned by #LostSailor
RT

[Jim Hopper. @Lost_hopperman]

@byersgemini "Give me one good reason to celebrate, with the state this town is in," he blew smoke out of the corner of his mouth after having a drag.

[Jim Hopper. @Lost_hopperman]

Merry Christmas and all that jazz can bite me.

[Jim Hopper. @Lost_hopperman]

++to save the Wheeler child?"

[Jim Hopper. @Lost_hopperman]

Hopper's heart rate went wild and he swallowed a hard lump in his throat. He was suppose to be tough, strong and in control of his emotions and here he was, like a jelly fish. He grunted and then put his hands on hers, squeezing her hands lightly.

"Shouldn't we be trying to++

[‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍♯ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍𝒥𝙾𝚈𝙲𝙴 . @momternal]

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wasn't a day that i didn't think of you, hop ... ’
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[Jim Hopper. @Lost_hopperman]

@rafelovesjada "You still trying to figure out a way to get the Wheeler child home?"

[Jim Hopper. @Lost_hopperman]

++at her, inching even closer.

"Did you think of me? Maybe you thought I had died?"

[Jim Hopper. @Lost_hopperman]

Her hand on his chest, the touch, the warmth it sent a jolt of electricity through him. Not an unpleasant feeling, and he wished for more of it. His thumb softly caressed the curve of her cheek bone and when she turned to fit almost against him, he found himself hitching his++

[‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍♯ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍𝒥𝙾𝚈𝙲𝙴 . @momternal]

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eyes again.

‘ did you——— think about me while you were there ... .ᐣ ’
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[Jim Hopper. @Lost_hopperman]

++breath. Damn, what was it about this woman that made him go from the big bear to a softie. It was only the two of them, he could afford to let just a smidged of softness come through.

"I did, everyday I thought of you," it sounded cliche but it was the truth. He gazed at her++

[Jim Hopper. @Lost_hopperman]

-- you know where the spare key is. El will be hanging out with Nancy tonight,"

[Jim Hopper. @Lost_hopperman]

"And your tiny enough to fit through a mouse hole," he teases her with a glint of amusement in his eyes. He watches her straighten out things on the counter, as another customer walks into the store. It's the only store open in town. Hopper taps Joyce's arm.

"Eight o'clock,--

[ᅠ⃰ᅠ𝐕 ͟͡—𝑖𖦹𝑙ₑⁿ͜𝑡ᅠ ݁ ͜𓃦̱ᅠ𝖂⌖̭͜ˡ𝖋.ᅠ⺌̲ @DEV0TEDW0LF]

ㅤ
ㅤㅤ"I'm a ninja. she won't even
ㅤㅤnotice." she said in a playful
ㅤㅤtone, maintaining eye contact
ㅤㅤwith the man before stepping
ㅤㅤaway to tidy some shelves,
ㅤㅤstanding on tiptoe to reach
ㅤㅤcertain items. "so... can I go
ㅤㅤaround 8pm?"

[Jim Hopper. @Lost_hopperman]

++hers and his hand came up to gently cup her cheek. "No more running and no more hiding, we promised to be open and honest with each other after I got back from the iceberg," he didn't need to say where. She knew what he meant.

[Jim Hopper. @Lost_hopperman]

This moment was one that for him, would be burned in his mind for a long time, in his memory. He held her gaze, looking into her dark eyes and he allowed himself to get carried away into the wave of emotion.

"I have waited for this moment for so long," his lips were close to++

[‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍♯ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍𝒥𝙾𝚈𝙲𝙴 . @momternal]

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time stood still. frozen, just for the two of them.

she wasn't moving, but just held his gaze, allowing her tense frame to 𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘢𝘹 a little more beneath his touch.

‘ i'm not turning away ... ’
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[Jim Hopper. @Lost_hopperman]

+you can make your escape from the Wheeler house, without Karen giving you the third degree?" Hopper asked with a slight laugh.

[Jim Hopper. @Lost_hopperman]

"No more potato chips, or Waffles and TV dinners," he spoke softly, and it would be good to have a meal, as an adult and with someone he enjoyed spending time with, someone who understood him. He let his thumb brush over the top of her hand and he chuckled lightly.

"Think you++

[ᅠ⃰ᅠ𝐕 ͟͡—𝑖𖦹𝑙ₑⁿ͜𝑡ᅠ ݁ ͜𓃦̱ᅠ𝖂⌖̭͜ˡ𝖋.ᅠ⺌̲ @DEV0TEDW0LF]

ㅤ
ㅤㅤthe 𝒲heelers' house for a bit
ㅤㅤand cook you a 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥 dinner.
ㅤㅤno more potato chips."
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[Jim Hopper. @Lost_hopperman]

+A little smile and then he shrugs. "Not sure when I sat down to have a good meal, it's always in a rush and fast food," with El in training and a crawl that could happen any moment he was never taking time out for himself.
"I suppose we both need to look after ourselves?"

[Jim Hopper. @Lost_hopperman]

He holds the can of soda and looks at his hand, where her fingers touch just for a fleeting moment. He knows she is on edge, constantly worried about Will, wrapping him up in bubble wrap so nothing could harm him. He admired her for it.

"Touche Joyce," he remarks with a little+

[ᅠ⃰ᅠ𝐕 ͟͡—𝑖𖦹𝑙ₑⁿ͜𝑡ᅠ ݁ ͜𓃦̱ᅠ𝖂⌖̭͜ˡ𝖋.ᅠ⺌̲ @DEV0TEDW0LF]

ㅤ
ㅤㅤbefore trying to answer.
ㅤㅤ"maybe yesterday. maybe last
ㅤㅤweek... when was the last time
ㅤㅤyou had a decent meal?" said,
ㅤㅤglancing at the police chief's
ㅤㅤhands.
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[Jim Hopper. @Lost_hopperman]

+showed unless it was the two of them alone.

"You do know, you can talk to me Joyce. We been through enough shit together, and I thought we promised no more turning away from each other," which for the minute, seems like she was doing right now.

[Jim Hopper. @Lost_hopperman]

This woman, she has a stubborn streak in her, which he finds cute and sometimes down right annoying like right now. He caresses her back, for just a moment and then stood even closer to her side, watching her busy herself, trying to deflect which she was so good at.

"And there-

[‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍♯ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍𝒥𝙾𝚈𝙲𝙴 . @momternal]

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he wouldn't see it.

‘ i said, i'm 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘦, hop, i just had a long week ... ’
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[Jim Hopper. @Lost_hopperman]

+there it is again, the 'I'm fine' which is code for yes something is bothering me," he doesn't want to pressure her so he gives her back a slight pat and then lowered his face, just a bit, so that she could see into his eyes. There was this little moment of tenderness that he-