JACK
"It didn't, did it," Jack agrees through a whisper, his voice rough with sleep, his hands fumbling to draw the sheets over them a little more as if they might act as a barrier between the warmth and comfort of bed and the dream that had dragged Flora from her rest. "You won't lose me again. I'm not goin' anywhere," he murmurs into her crown of curls, the words the sort of dangerously overconfident that suggests plans and strategies rather than misguided it'll be fines.
Glancing down automatically as he senses Flora look up at him, one of his hands slips up to cradle against her cheek. "I promise," he says softly; Jack's promises usually take the form of threats, it's true, and to the right ears, this one might not be any different. "Sorry, love. You'll never be rid of me for as long as you live."
Glancing down automatically as he senses Flora look up at him, one of his hands slips up to cradle against her cheek. "I promise," he says softly; Jack's promises usually take the form of threats, it's true, and to the right ears, this one might not be any different. "Sorry, love. You'll never be rid of me for as long as you live."
we've gone way too fast for way too long
and we were never supposed to make it half this far
and we were never supposed to make it half this far
- Secret Telepath
- Functionally Immortal (Forever 35)
- Two small star tattoos beneath his left eye
- Click for The Ark!
