It's always good to see you around 💖 If you're still taking asks: "We could get arrested for this." for Hydra Husbands, maybe noir? 😊
Flash fiction! ‣
It's always so heartwarming to be welcomed back! 💖 Absolutely.
Jack packed himself into the big, dust-draped Ford-150, a prize wife he’d bought off a wire-thin pill popper. She’d been desperate to pawn off the memories of a dead father and he didn’t care about grabbing it from someone who’d just cleared evidence. The truck had come with a rubber ornament on its rear-view mirror, a little rainbow unicorn named ‘Dumb Shit’, that Brock smacked whenever his temper couldn’t survive hours in a metal contraption. It was conspicuously missing this time.
The sun was out, their windows were down, but the air came in cold, and it stayed that way. Jack grimaced as it cut across his knuckles. He was going to be a snowbird in retirement; he could feel it in his joints. If he made it to old age. “We could get arrested for this. Hell. It's enough to do time.”
It wasn't a complaint; it was a statement loaded on apathy, so much that it seemed a little gratuitous even for him.
“Case isn't closing itself. You got a better idea?” Brock snapped as a large box jogged against his knee and he was quick to shove the cardboard flaps back down. His mouth thinned. He hated long hair and now it was stuck to his cuff. "Apply a little pressure. It's not the worst thing you've done."
“Pierce won’t let us take the fall. We go down, he goes down. It’s that simple." His wind-dried lips had tattered edges and they rasped together as he spoke. This wasn't going to end him or Jack, it wasn't.
