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he knows it's true — he's known almost as long as he's known them — and still, it's their observation that makes it so. different colors. that's right. who in the world can see him as clearly ? paralyzed by their closeness, spike wonders if they can read anything from his stillness: that he means to shake his head, to tell them that it isn't so bad. he's a better shot now than he ever was . . . and what does that matter ? or the better question: what will it matter when his time in this universe ends ? every day, he tells himself he's inching further and further to the mouth of the red dragon's lair — to freedom — aware that it will never be appreciated on his own. it would mean nothing without them.
‘ julia. ’ if he could say any more in the moment, he still wouldn't. all the words that could be mustered, or laughed, or screamed at the top of his lungs would always boil down to the one sound anyway. julia. he's aware that they're still watching his eyes when they close, forcing back the sting of tears. one eye feels the pain. the other never will again.
i should have taken care of you, they say. with whatever will he still has, he holds them to his chest, chin resting over their head — searching for closeness, or another way to hide ? even he can't be sure. ‘ we could go. ’
they couldn't. not together, if they valued their lives as much as much as freedom. maybe there's something better than that, after all. maybe love is worth its weight in gold. ‘ we don't have to live like this. you shouldn't have to. ’
A hand rested on his side as they were pulled in. Their thumb caressing his skin. She had seen the sheen in his eyes. It must have hurt. All the weight on his shoulders, all the burden he carried, they wanted to help him hold it all. Ease his pain. But what could they do but hold him tightly and silently. It was the least they could do.
Julia rested their forehead on his chest once more. How could they feel a pain that was not theirs? The look in his eyes, the silence surrounding them, his admission. Can they really leave when the Syndicate's hands are at his throat and Vicious' are at hers? A heavy feeling in their chest. They knew the odds.
"I can widthstand anything if you're okay."
They didn't want him to face the risk. As long and they came home to him, it would be enough. They can't complain about their life; they wouldn't have known happiness had they not crossed paths. He made their life make sense. All the bad times were worth it the moment they met him.
"I just want you to be safe." Even if they had to appease Vicious and deal with his outbursts. They would for him. "I want to keep you safe." They had failed to keep him safe from Vicious' once. That would be the last time.
"I don't know what you're talking about." They wouldn't budge, it had been done perfectly. An 'accidental' bump, the person's watch in their pocket, an apology. There was no trace it had been them. "It's rude to harass a lady on the street."
‘ is that so . . . ’ out of his control, his fingers find themselves woven between theirs. ‘ all because of my good looks ? what if we reach the end of the world when we're old and grey ? ’ despair is feigned with his hand raised to his brow — theirs along with it. ‘ i don't know if i have the guts to ask them that. ’
"I guess you have a torelable personality..." They pursed their lips as if in thought. A smile held back. "I wouldn't mind dealing with it when we're old and wrinkly." Another peck, already in their own world. "I bet they would agree with me. Handsome, funny..." Julia threw the remaining of the cigarette to the ground. "Who wouldn't want to follow you wherever you lead them?"

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⸻ @spiegls: ❛ when you held my hand that day for the first time, i knew i'd never get away. ❜
Did he remember? It was almost a blur for Julia themself. The smell of cigarette masking the strong smell of Red Eye. Sat next to him until he fell asleep. Does he remember? A sad smile, a common view on her. The first time they held hands...
He can't possibly remember.
"I didn't think you were the easy type." She quipped. "If I had known I would've hold your hand a lot sooner." Even if he didn't recall. Even if it's all her own memory. "I would've held it for longer too." Long enough for him to not forget.
"I'm not letting go now, though." Julia grabbed his hand. "Not even if you change your mind about me..." They pulled him closer. "I'm not going to let go."
y'all wanna bring vicious to rp so badddd, y'all want to bring a faye sos osososoos baaaaad.
whenever i listen to call me call me i feel like choking and dying and ripping my hair off and crying
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don't have a lot of time today but i see how much discourse regarding julia cheating being the thing that broke vicious and spike's friendship but like… vicious only blames spike lmao. which means their friendship already had cracks in it, as seen when mao is like if spike was here you wouldn't be able to do this #loser.
also god forbid julia cheats on her meth addicted, abusive boyfriend with someone not as addicted and not abusive who eventually quit the drug (possibly another crack between him and vicious's rs). we literally see julia not even flinch with a gun to her head until spike's name is mentioned and she finally shows emotion. 🤷🏻♀️ like god forbid she fell for someone who (checks notes) sees her as a part of him that he had lost.

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‘ i thought you'd never ask ! ’ not that they have to ( that charming thief ). spike leans into them. ‘ do you think they'd understand if we ran away together ? ’ just a thought.
Endearing. A peck to his lips. "I don't know, you should ask them." Another peck to his cheek. "If I were them, I'd go to the end of the world with you." A hum and another drag. "I'm telling you, you're a good looking one."
‘ i'm pretty sure it was my heart first. i wouldn't call that stealing. ’ there's no fighting it — this smooth operation leaving him smokeless. ‘ but i'd be happy to share. that is, if you didn't mind . . . ’
"Let me think about it" They hummed. A drag of the cigarette. "I don't know if I'm the sharing type. Is there any chance I can get your whole heart?" A grin adorned her lips. "I think your special person will understand the circumstances."
an apology catches in his throat, left unvoiced as they disappear into the shadows. you shouldn't have said anything. this is why you hadn't said anything. hands return to his pockets. a tune whistled before another smoke is lit . . . his reasoning isn't quite right. the why of it, that is. true that he hadn't bothered to warn julia — they had slotted into place next to his old comrade so easily, he could only assume this was by design. never mind his feelings for them ; he had sincerely hoped they had wanted it this way. after all, hadn't he once ? who would he be serving by taking his rightful place back from them ? not julia. not vicious. not himself. ( most definitely not himself. )
so, yes, it's easier in the moment to believe he's sorry for another reason — a kinder, truer reason now that they've walked off with his heart. he has to be better than the selfish wanderer they met all those months ago. should julia mean what they say ( and even what they don't ) then he has to be prepared.
still the wanderer tonight — but one with a purpose at least — he meanders around the corner of the building, smelling his target before seeing it. sure enough, between a full dumpster and the side door, an unopened bottle rests atop a garbage bag. X marks the spot.
checking his six, and then the key still stuck to his palm, he carries their treasure with him under the arm. they won't be meeting at annie's tomorrow — at least, not if he can help it. he'll do his part. he'll follow the instructions to a T. he'll trust, as long as he can, that julia's orders are really coming from them.
and he'll wait.
Sweaty hands wiped against their skirt, ears still bright red. His actions replayed over and over again in their mind. I'd do more than that if you asked. His voice, his eyes. Did he genuinely mean it? There was no reason to lie to them. The clack of their shoes the only thing that kept them from getting lost in thought.
Why had he done that? A bit of a stumble as they walked in. An apology. A bow. At least he helped with the faux fever, their cheeks were still flushed.
'Can you tell him I might have caught something?' A plea to the manager. Their absence, an issue they'd deal with later. Vicious would not be waiting for them, anyway. He never was.
The time was ticking. Hard to not be anxious now. Would he be there? Would he smile the same way upon seeing her? Sell the act. A shiver and a whimper, putting on an old coat they had forgotten. Don't make him wait long. 'Yeah, overtime tomorrow. Going directly home.' The only truthful thing they had said up until now. They would be taking him home.
A distant call and a nod. It felt like a trap. Was it always this easy to get off work? They'd worry about it later. They could deal with the consequences after. They had something more important to focus on, right now. Spike.
Heart beat faster as they walked out the back door. Eyes locked to the floor. They feared he would have left by now, that they'd have to walk back home. That they weren't worth waiting for. Julia held the coat even tighter. A deep breath. Look up.
A wide smile, eyes glistened. "Hope you didn't miss me too much." A whisper as Julia rushed to his side. "Sorry for the wait. I'll make sure to make it up to you." They nudged him, handing him the only helmet available. "Should we? Make sure to hold tight."
i hate vicious but sometimes i think abt it and y'know spike IS insufferable.

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‘ you'd like her. ’ picking up what they've discarded, lips skewed to the side, ‘ here. ’ he puts the glasses back in place over her eyes. then, tutting again, lets them rest atop their head. ‘ you really shouldn't hide those. ’
Smile widened. "She might've lucked out..." Julia winked. "You're a really good looking one." They took the cigarette of his hand, placing it in her mouth. Theirs, now. "You could steal someone's heart looking at them like that."