#rosejan

this hurt bcs iykyk 🥲

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Jan hesitated, his hand hovering over the door handle. Of course he didn’t want to go, it just seemed as though that was the only option. “I thought you wanted me gone.”

“So did I,” Rosé admitted as he tentatively walked towards him, “but you haven’t even left and I already miss you.”

He sighed, turning to face him with his body leaning against the door. “What are we doing, Ro? Are we really calling it quits because of bad business moves?”

“It does sound kind of stupid when you put it like that…”

Jan tilted his head, “there’s more to this, isn’t there?”

Rosé chewed on his lip as he weighed the pros and cons of telling his friend the truth. But before he could finish his meticulous decision making process, poor impulse control took over and he blurted out, “I’m in love with you.”

🔪 - knife against the throat

(so, my mind immediately went superheroes/superpowers au... deal with it lol)

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The moment Jan realized she was stuck, she felt the coldness of a sharp blade resting against her neck.

One wrong move and she wasn't going to leave the place alive.

She shouldn't have taken the mission alone, she should have waited for her partner but she had been too eager to go back on the field after the last encounter with one of the many supervillains that infested NYC.

"Well, well, who do we have here?" The blade pressed further against her neck but Jan felt helpless without her powers, "Aren't you a pretty doll?"

"Let go of me!"

Jan knew exactly who she was dealing with, it was impossible to not know about Rosé. She had singleheartedly caused a massive crisis amongst the superheroes ever since she had popped up on the scene as she had yet to be defeated.

"Now, where are your manners, baby?" The redhead smiled, "Hasn't anyone told you that's rude to yell at people?"

"So it is to strain them with telekinesis and hold a knife against their throat," she huffed out, trying to not get lost into those hypnotic hazel eyes.

"But you see, I don't play by the rules," Rosé winked, "It's more fun like that"

Jan whined against the invisible restraints, "What are you going to do with me? Kill me?"

Rosé frowned, "It would be a waste to kill such a pretty girl like you," she let the knife run over the sensitive skin of Jan's neck, light enough to be felt but not enough to do her any damage, "I just need you to send you and your other heroes friends a... message"

Jan was starting to feel lightheaded as the forces keeping her still felt as if they were getting tighter.

She panted for air, her vision was getting blurry.

The last thing she heard before everything went black was Rosé's laugh.

Chose to go with Rosejan because it was just easier for me to write with two people ❤

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Rosejan

10. "How was the cult meeting?" "For the last time, family dinner is not-“

The unlocking of a door interrupts Rosé’s tapping of laptop keys and she looks up as footsteps move through the entryway into the lounge.

“Hey” Jan says as she sets her jacket down on a chair and starts to take off her shoes.

“Hey” Rosé reflects, closing her laptop lid and setting it down on the coffee table in front of the couch. “How was the cult meeting?"

"For the last time, family dinner is not” – Jan huffs exasperatedly and cuts herself off. Not bothered to entertain the conversation they’ve had before, knowing that Rosé is more than willing to wind her up again.

“You can’t tell me that a coven assembling from all across the city on the night of a full moon is not a cult activity” Rosé smirks.

“That coven is my family and the full moon just happened to be by chance” Jan doesn’t even know why she bothers to defend it anymore. “But my perfectly normal family gathering was really boring. Thanks for asking.”

“No rituals?” Rosé asks.

Jan suddenly throws a shoe at Rosé who laughs but manages to catch it before it hits her in the face. Then Jan has to admit, “well, we did say grace.”

Rosé’s laughter dies down as she sets the shoe on the ground instead of throwing it back. “Okay, I’ll stop now” she relents. “Did they talk politics again?”

“Mhmm” Jan hums tiredly as she moves over to the couch, lying down and resting her head on Rosé’s legs. “And it was both fascinating and mind-numbingly stupid how traditional they still are.”

Rosé hums as she brings her hand to stroke through Jan’s hair.

“You should come” Jan says as she closes her eyes.

“Gotta say, you didn’t do the greatest job of selling that” Rosé points out.

“Oh, come on” Jan begs. “If you’re there it won’t be so bad for me.”

“No offense baby” Rosé begins, “but I don’t think your family and I will agree on many things.”

“I don’t agree with my family on many things” Jan asserts. “You’ve already met them before anyway. And you’ll need to get to know them better at some point.”

“Okay, fine” Rosé gives in.

“So, you’ll come next time?” Jan checks, opening her eyes again and looking up at her.

“Only so you can keep your sanity.”

“Only for my sanity” Jan pretends that is the only reason that Rosé agreed to it, but she knows that she’ll do it just because she wants her to. Then she snuggles further into Rosé appreciatively, closing her eyes again as Rosé resumes stroking fingers through her hair.

“You say that like it’s easy,” Jan replied with a solemn shake of her head.

“Well. It should be. She fucking sucked,” Rosé retorted flippantly, but frowned when it failed to make her laugh. “Listen, I get it. You loved her, your feelings are valid.” There was a beat before she followed up with, “did I do it right?”

This time, Jan did let out a soft laugh. “Yeah, you got the right idea,” she gently assured. “I wish it didn’t bother me so much, I know she wasn’t good for me.”

“You got that right,” she quickly chimed in. “Listen, baby, you deserve someone that puts you first, that listens to and cares about your feelings, who fucking gives a shit about you.”

“Yeah, sounds like you,” she remarked, not considering the weight of her implication or noticing the redness in her friend’s cheeks.

Rosé swallowed thickly to keep herself from reacting too strongly one way or another, trying to quell the racing heartbeat inside her. “I suppose it does.”

“Life would be easier if I could just date you.”

“I… imagine it would be.”

After a much more tension-filled silence, Jan broke it with, “well, maybe we should try.”

10. “My ex is staring at us. Quick, kiss me.”

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“You look stressed,” Rosé observed, lips pursed around the red solo cup she’d poured a haphazardly mixed cocktail into. 

“Yes,” Jan nodded, “it’s the stress.” She kept looking over her shoulder and bouncing on the balls of her feet. Suddenly, she turned to her friend with a look of urgency. “My ex is staring at us. Quick, kiss me.”

And Rosé was as calm as Jan was frantic. She set her cup on a nearby table and cupped her face, pulling her into a deep, heated kiss.

If Jan was flustered before, she damn near short-circuited at the kiss. Despite that, she melted right into it, her arms looping around her waist. By the time they came up for air, her ex was long gone, not that she was even on her mind anymore. “You’re… um… very good at that.”

“Thanks,” she chuckled. “I’ve had a lot of practice. Is your ex still around?” 

“My what?” she asked before she properly settled back into reality. “Oh! No, I guess she left,” she shrugged. 

Rosé smirked at the reaction she’d sparked in her friend and decided to see if she could push it further. “What a shame, I was enjoying myself,” she cooed, her arms draped around her neck. 

Jan could feel how red she was and was doing everything in her power to will it away to no avail. “I mean… she could come back at any moment, it doesn’t hurt to stay prepared, you know.” 

hi, i don’t feel comfortable writing friends of queens (even if they are also queens) in ships so this is just rosé/jan, sorry!!!

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Jan blinked in surprise. In the entirety of the time they’d known each other — nearly twenty years — she could barely count on one hand the amount of times Rosé had asked to stay in. “Oh of course, Rosie,” she sat beside her on the couch, “we don’t have to go anywhere, but… are you okay?”

Rosé felt a weight lift off her chest as she sighed in relief. “Thanks,” she murmured, before wincing, “yeah, I’m fine. Just tired.”

“Are you sure?”

She groaned, knowing her best friend knew her too well to just leave it at that. “I just don’t wanna run into her, she always shows up wherever we are.”

Jan didn’t ask for clarification, knowing she meant her ex. “You know, I never liked her. Let’s just stay in and have a girls night, yeah?”

Finally relaxed, Rosé cuddled up to Jan and nodded. “Yeah.”