ok boomer.

boomer  jojo  was  the  last  person  she  expected  to  bandage  her  up  after  a  fight,  even  after  all  the  times  she  cleaned  him  up.  “i’m  all  out  of  those.  there’s  this  guy  that  keeps  getting  into  trouble  and—  OW!”  she  exclaimed,  wincing  away  from  the  contact.  “i  would  get  you  some  but  …”  she  trailed  off,  not  wanting  to  tell  him  that  she  liked  bandaging  him  up.

    “Yes, no and fuck I really wish I wasn’t if you’re just gonna keep talking.” Boomer let out a dramatized groan and crossed his arms over his face before laying back. “What the hell do you want, puff? I ain’t done anything wrong today.” Emphasis on today.

    This is my reminder to everyone that in universes where Boomer has kids, he loves those kids more than anything in the universe. He might think he’s a really bad dad but he’s actually a really good dad. Also it breaks my heart that he makes sure people don’t know they’re his kids cause he doesn’t want them in more danger or ridicule for being associated with him.

“well,  i’d  lick  you  too,  but  you’re  probably  not  as  sweet,”  she  teased,  making  a  show  of  licking  a  long  stripe  of  ice  cream  from  the  cone.  “want  a  bite?”  she  asked,  holding  the  cone  out  toward  him.

she probably should’ve checked the weather before suggesting a walk. seen the storm coming from the humidity thickened air. or perhaps she’d noticed and simply chosen to ignore it. after all, rain was always so romantic in the movies. and yet, the way boomer bit his lip, romance wasn’t the only thing on the small blonde’s mind. “well, now you just get to find a way to warm me up. i’m sure that list has some crossover.”