If I'm not answering, it must be because I'm living with the baddest babe this side of the inner city! Go ahead and leave a message if you're not too overcome with jealousy! Kthxbai!
[Jinx is quiet as she tries to gather her thoughts, piecing them together into one cohesive sentence. After a deep breath, she speaks with her face still buried against him.]
Then tell me you love me, that you'd never cheat on me, and that I'm the only girl you want.
I love you. I'd never cheat on you. You're the only girl I want.
[Is that true? Does he mean it? He misses Saki, he wishes he'd done things differently, but he knows he can be happy without her. He didn't want that to be the case at first, but Mikado and Anri proved it could happen. Jinx is the same.
He doesn't even have to be with her. Just thinking about her makes everything easier, simpler, happier. She's a handful, she's so far over his head that it isn't funny, but she makes him forget all the things he doesn't want to remember and helps him replace them with things he never wants to forget.]
[After he regurgitates it all, she looks up at him. She's a wreck. Watching the emotional roller coaster the girl's strapped into is nothing like perpetually riding it. She was angry, at so many different things. Hell, she's still angry. But she's more afraid now. It's times like these that she remembers how fragile this relationship could become. One fight could wreck everything, just like one confession of love did with Lucifer. But he's stuck with her so far...
And when he repeats his last sentence, it helps ground her. Helps solidify it. The girl's world practically revolves around Kida, and he just doesn't seem to get that. She's crazy about him, in every sense of the word.]
I'll always been your Tsun-Kitten, right? [Remember when she hated that nickname? When she yelled at him for calling her it?]
We're...okay, right? And I don't have to go rip that hussy to shreds?
[The laughter helps her shoulders relax. It even brings a small, tired smirk to her stressed face. The fight's over, right? They're okay because they both said so, and now they can move on. She's the only girl he wants.
Jinx nods a few times before she pushes herself up onto her toes. She lightly catches his lips with a chaste kiss, then comes back down until her boots are flat on the ground.]
Wanna go inside and help me pick...house out of my knuckles?
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call;
Anything.
[Spoken so easily as a hand rests on the back of her head and a small smile finally resurfaces.]
call;
Then tell me you love me, that you'd never cheat on me, and that I'm the only girl you want.
And mean it. [...two sentences.]
call;
[Is that true? Does he mean it? He misses Saki, he wishes he'd done things differently, but he knows he can be happy without her. He didn't want that to be the case at first, but Mikado and Anri proved it could happen. Jinx is the same.
He doesn't even have to be with her. Just thinking about her makes everything easier, simpler, happier. She's a handful, she's so far over his head that it isn't funny, but she makes him forget all the things he doesn't want to remember and helps him replace them with things he never wants to forget.]
The only girl I want.
call;
And when he repeats his last sentence, it helps ground her. Helps solidify it. The girl's world practically revolves around Kida, and he just doesn't seem to get that. She's crazy about him, in every sense of the word.]
I'll always been your Tsun-Kitten, right? [Remember when she hated that nickname? When she yelled at him for calling her it?]
We're...okay, right? And I don't have to go rip that hussy to shreds?
call;
We're okay, Tsun-Kitten.
[As okay as anyone can be when working out relationship troubles in an alternate dimension with two moons.]
Body bags not required.
call;
Jinx nods a few times before she pushes herself up onto her toes. She lightly catches his lips with a chaste kiss, then comes back down until her boots are flat on the ground.]
Wanna go inside and help me pick...house out of my knuckles?
call;
Might be a good idea. I hear certain houses will grow on you.
[Badum-tish. Except not really.]