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       Jon shook his head, a soft laugh falling from his lips at the mental image of Zatanna turning Irey into a life-sized pink bunny. “You aren’t a boring human. You’re a cool human.” He corrected her. There weren’t very many people that Jon found anything short of interesting, but this was especially the case with Irey. How did you find someone who could move faster than the speed of light boring? “It is.” He started to protest, not wanting her to think that he didn’t think she cared. If she didn’t, she wouldn’t have been there. Before he had a chance to get into it, she changed the subject. Now very aware of her on his lip. Jon cleared his throat, shifting under her. “Yeah, sure, sorry.”  

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“oh no… our chocolate milk… it’s broken” // @ofimpulses

A laugh escaped Linda’s lips as she looked at the carton of chocolate milk in front of them. “Yeah, it probably happened when I dropped it. I made the mistake of taking groceries with me during a job. The guards at the asylum got pretty mad, so I had to make a run for it. Couldn’t leave the choccy milk behind, though, even though I dropped it.” It was interesting that the stranger had used the word ‘our’. To Linda’s knowledge, they’d never met before. There was something strangely familiar about her, though. “I didn’t realise we were sharing my groceries. You should at least buy me coffee first,” she joked.

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         Jai was relieved when Irey didn’t push the issue further, letting it go to disappear into the wind. “But what if they’re juicy?” He jokingly whined, pretending as if he needed all the details when in reality it was probably best that he didn’t have them. Even twins didn’t need to know everything about each other’s lives. “Another speedster?” Jai asked in a sing-song tone. He had yet to meet another speedster that the pair weren’t show related to yet. “Pietro isn’t a long lost cousin, is he? A tiny bar with the best food that you haven’t shown me yet?!” He gasped, placing a hand over his heart in mock hurt. “I don’t know.” Jai shrugged, ending his dramatic display. “Anything.”

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      “Then let’s say that instead of you’re smart. You’re quick on your feet.” Jon still thought she was smart, whether she wanted to admit it or not. No one on their team was stupid. Shaking his head, he let out a laugh. Unlike both of his parents he was not gifted with his words, finding it difficult to put things into words sometimes. “At least you’re not an actual human sized pink bunny.” He chuckled at the image that appeared in his head. He preferred Irey the way she was and he was sure that she did too. “Do?” Suddenly the air shifted around the pair. Something was wrong. “No,” his voice was soft, laced with regret. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to make you feel like that. I know you care about people. If you didn’t you wouldn’t be on the team.” Jon pulled away, reaching to hold her cheek in his palm with the hope that she would meet his eyes. “You’re a great person, Irey. I think you care about a lot of people. Even more people than know it.”  

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Mar'i: hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii

mar'i: What cha doooooooooin!

irey: 🤯🤯🤯🤯🤯🤯🤯🤯🤯🤯

irey: did you get wasted without me?

irey: i'll never recover from this betrayal

Jordan grinned when she said he was the best out of all of them. “That’s really an honour, Irey. Thank you. I’ll cherish this.” He beamed. When she called him a sly dog, he laughed and shook his head quickly. “I’m not sly! I swear, I just like horror movies!” He said, “But hey. If you need to hold onto me, I’m right there for you. On standby to hold. I’ll protect you.” At the mention of her uncles he grimaced. “Please do. I’m not really in the mood today to pull an arrow out later.” He chuckled. “I love chili-cheese fries. I bet they’re a great colour on you. But seriously, you’ll look great in anything.”

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       “No bad vibes.” He held his hands up in defense, letting go of whatever irritation he had been holding onto. It wasn’t the time for it now anyway, he had come to have a good time with his sister. “So what’s new? Give me all the gory details.” 

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      Jon wasn’t delusional, he just thought highly of the people in his life, Irey included. “Quick on your feet then.” He proposed something different than smart for her to be although he still thought she was smart. Intelligence could be shown a lot of different ways. “You’ll figure it out.” He fully believed his own words, having complete faith in her. “I know what you mean.” Thinking was something Jon was always doing, taking everything into consideration. It could get exhausting to be so worried about things all the time but he didn’t have much of a choice. “Did I?” The question was a whisper. “Thanks. You aren’t either. I would say you’re a great person actually.” 

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       “Yes, you.” He nodded, wondering why she looked so shocked. “Irey, you’re really smart.” Jon could think of multiple times she had saved his skin with her quick thinking, something only a smart person could do. “Aren’t liquids wet though?” He questioned, stuck on the subject. “Thinking is good.” If Jon had it his way he would ask her what she thought about, wanting to know what was going on in her mind. He was always curious if speedsters thought as quickly as they moved. It was in that moment that he realized she wasn’t moving like she normally was. Making note of it, he would make sure to ask about it later. “Why would I want that?” He moved leaning his forward against hers. “We’re friends, aren’t we?” Jon asked, his voice just above a whisper.

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        “You’re right here. Unless you’re a hologram.” He chuckled as she leaned over, having moved onto his thighs. Jon readjusted so that she would be more comfortable, securing her with a loose arm to keep her from falling onto the couch or the floor. “What is water by itself then?” He asked, eyes moving to hers as she checked his cheeks. “I made a sandwich for lunch.” He confirmed. “I just think you’re thinking about it a lot.” Jon tried to defend, their eyes met and he reached his free hand up to move of a piece of hair that had come unsettled from her moving around, pushing it behind her ear he smiled. “Why do you care so much?” 

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        “Right there.” He gestured again as she looked around. Leaning up, he reached for her hand, trying to get her to point at herself so she couldn’t mistake who he was talking about. “Is it dry on it’s own?” Jon looked at her with clear confusion. Water was wet, not dry. Moving back against the soft fabric of the couch, he listened to her talk about her relationships. “If you’re not hurting anyone then why is it a problem?” That made no sense. “You can be used as a plural. You guys. You all. You. I’m worried about you and everyone else. We’re a team.” Jon struggled to cover up his wording, hoping she would go with it but knowing that it was a long shot. She was right. They could all protect themselves but sometimes he still felt protective over everyone.

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“Really? Your favourite one? I mean there’s so many Jordans in the world. Surely there’s one you’d like better.” He let out a chuckle, “There’s lots to look forward to. I may not try and make a move but I’ll leave my hand there for you to take just in case you get scared or just wanna hold it. You know?” He half-joked, she could hold his hand anytime. He really didn’t mind that. “I’ll walk you to the door, but if your dad’s too threatening I might just hide behind you. Are you going to dress up for our first date? I’m just wondering if I have to break out my dress shoes.” 

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       “Nah, it’s whatever.” He shook his head. Jai had yet to tell Irey about what happened with Yara and he didn’t plan on it anytime soon. He knew that his twin was better off not knowing. “Anyway, where are you taking my my nieces? I just got here.”

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