#post-asylum

She didn’t say a word - it was rare for her to string together more than a short sentence these days; after all, she had not intended to survive her visit to Mount Massive...to be laying in the tall grass in the middle of the woods months after the place had burned to the ground...what could someone who didn’t know the first thing to do with them truly have to say?

💋 for what my muse would say to the person trying to woo your muse.“Be kind to him or I’ll rip your dick off and choke you with it...oh, and he likes single malt whiskey.”👊 for what my muse would say upon hearing yours has been arrested.

#17

   Seemed Maggie had snuck into his bed during the night again. Not that it bothered Simon at all. Man, he was used to it now. Maggie wasn’t the only one to do it. He gently shook her again, finally getting a reaction from the young girl. “Ahh… good… it’s rather hard to get up myself when you’re clutching my shirt so tightly.”

   Staying rather quiet, Simon kept his gaze upon Nico; who was huddled against his front. Shivering; from what, Simon wasn’t sure. Well, Simon had no intention of leaving her. Not with everything that had happened. Didn’t even want to let her out of his sight. Almost in fear someone would hurt her the moment she was out of his reach.

   Simon didn’t look at all surprised at this. He actually expected it. Even as Jack clung to his rather expensive jumper; giving him that pleading look, Simon moved his own hands to clasp around the other’s face. Cupping Jack’s cheeks in the palms of his hands.

   “Of course you do, Jack. You always need me.” Thumbs stroked over flesh as he held the other man. “I’m the only one you should ever need. Right, Jack?” He moved his face closer; lips nearly touching the other’s. He kept his gaze upon the other; pulling Jack closer as he tried to keep his breathing steady. “All that time you spent trying to get my attention ‘back then’. And now you have it. All of it.” 

   Simon - who had been sprawled out on the sofa to watch the news - glanced down as Maggie moved to his side; signing those words to him. It cause the ex-guard to raise a quizzical eyebrow, arms moving to gently pull Maggie to his chest. “There’s no need to be scared.” He hummed with that smile upon his face; hand raised to gently stroke over her hair in a soothing fashion.