JACK
"Enough," Jack grumbles, though if ever a complaint sounded affectionate, this is it. Glad of the warm blanket that drapes across his shoulders, he waits until the heat of the afterglow fades to something more befitting of the actual temperature before moving so much as a fraction more, and even then it's only enough so they can both pull up their pants. "I'll always be grumpy if you make me come out to some frozen beach before the sun is halfway up," he adds for good measure, the words all but mumbled against Flora's cheek before he's stepping back to button his coat.
"But on this occasion, it was very much worth it." Tugging her back against him once his gloves are back on and the chill has been staved off, Jack's expression turns quiet and thoughtful. "Thank you," he says, before his emotional walls slam down and he thinks better of it. "You didn't have to do this for me. No one's ever done anythin' like it."
"But on this occasion, it was very much worth it." Tugging her back against him once his gloves are back on and the chill has been staved off, Jack's expression turns quiet and thoughtful. "Thank you," he says, before his emotional walls slam down and he thinks better of it. "You didn't have to do this for me. No one's ever done anythin' like it."
it's not your fault that you're always wrong
the weak ones are there to justify the strong
the weak ones are there to justify the strong
- Secret Telepath
- Functionally Immortal (Forever 35)
- Two small star tattoos beneath his left eye
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