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Mistakenly believing that they were shooting unarmed Palestinian civilians, Israel has shot its own citizens, even though they were waiving white flags and yelling,“Help!” in Hebrew. And Israel has bombed hospitals, UN schools, churches and nearly every “safe location” that they’ve told noncombatant civilians to retreat to. These aren’t accidents — it’s cold blooded, methodical genocide, in plain view of the entire world. Who will de-radicalize the state of Israel?

I'm sorry for the cruelty of this picture, but I couldn't see Amina and not share her story. Trigger warning: eye injury (bloody eyes).

Amina Ghanem, 13 years old, says: We were sleeping and we heard the sound of tanks when they came and walked over the caravan in which I, my father and my siblings lived. The tank squeezed us inside the tin all night, and we were ran over, until the morning. And when they finally let us out, I found that my father and my little sister have been killed. Now we've been brought here.

She tells her story in this video with her little brother beside her. They're all on their own. Their mother is outside of Gaza and cannot get in or get them out. They have no way of communication, their father and sister are killed.

The eyewitness of Genocide.

You thought I was done?...

Coast - Luffy x f!soulmate!reader

Chapter One

This is not the first part! The first part is here, or you can use the Masterlist. I noticed people were not interacting with the first part so much; it just gives a little background to the readers situation.

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Next chappy, hope u enjoy :)

"Hey! I caught you!" 

Did he just...? He just said it.

His happy words nearly had me frozen in place. A gleeful joy was written all over him, giggling at me with his arms still loosely wrapped around my waist as he leaned closer. I nearly did the same, clenching the fabric of his shirt tight enough that I thought he would disappear if I let go.  

He just said the words, didn't he?

Looking into the pitch of his dark eyes, I could feel something 'click' into place in my head. It was a strange, cathartic feeling that washed my fear away in waves. This was it. This was him. But... how? 

Every slight brush of his skin against me sent tingles down the ridge of my spine, soothing and jittery all at once, the alien feeling of excitement that wasn't my own making my eyes widen.  

We sat there for a moment just observing each other, though his giggling invaded the silence every few seconds. The apple of his cheek sported a crescent scar, pushed up by his bright smile. Black hair tickled the edges of his ears, covered by a straw hat with a red band, coal eyes still searching for a reply as I sat stunned in between his legs.

I couldn't believe it. It was like the rest of the world faded away in that second, a deep fluttering feeling building in my stomach as I focused on all his features. This felt like everything I had read online and more. My heartbeat thrummed in my chest and ears the more I looked at him. 

But still, there was no way. It didn't seem real.

As he sat up a little more to get a bit more comfortable, I shakily brought my forearm to my line of sight, and my breath hitched. 

'Hey, you caught me! -Monkey D. Luffy'

The name had changed. 

Oh my god, the name changed!

This boy in front of me was my soulmate.

"Luffy, what the hell did you do?!" The shrill voice of a woman came close as she stood behind Luffy and peered down at me, her bright orange hair and brown eyes stern and concerned all at once.

"You better not have hurt this pretty girl, so help me—" A strong male voice sounded behind us, which meant there must've been more people around. When I turned around to view the other person, I was greeted by somebody else.

"Are you alright? Do you need medical attention?" The owner of the cute voice nearly sent me reeling again, feeling my breath get caught in my throat. Fisting the fabric of the white robe the boy wore in front of me a little tighter, I tried to ground myself and understand what I was seeing. A small reindeer with a blue nose, a pink top-hat with a white 'X' on it, and it was... standing on two legs? Did he just speak? 

I blinked, glancing every which way, feeling my nerves getting more worked up by all the other odd strangers surrounding me. A man with blonde hair and curly eyebrows, a man with tan skin and a long nose, a man with green hair, and a tall woman with black hair. None of them looked the least bit familiar.

I felt the tears build again on my waterline, and this sent the poor creature in front of me into a panic as a few dripped down my cheeks.

"She's unresponsive! Quick, somebody get me my medicine bag!" As the reindeer ran away in a frenzy, I stayed perplexed, turning to look at my soulmate being clobbered by the young woman as she continued to berate him.

"See, Luffy? I told you to stop doing that, I knew you'd end up hurting somebody!" Luffy, my soulmate, whined and rubbed his head. His other arm stayed wrapped around me, a feeling that left me hyper aware of his touch, and I stared at the two in bewilderment.

"But, she would've been hurt way worse if I hadn't caught her," His teary eyes quickly evaporate when he sees me looking at him again, morphing into a sad look when he sees the newly formed tear trails, a few still falling.

"Hey, you okay? You're safe now, I caught you." He leans closer, concerned, and I nearly topple over trying to back away at the sudden closeness, "Why were you falling out of the sky, anyways?"

My cheeks burn at the proximity, glancing between his face and everything else all at once. Feeling his breath fan over my skin softly, I could've passed away then and there. His gaze was so intense, practically searching my soul. 

"Luffy, let's not overwhelm her all at once. She just fell from a nasty height, and she's obviously scared. Give her some space." A nasally voice speaks up from behind us as well, and I nearly snapped out of whatever trance I was in. My brain was being slow due to past events of nearly dying, clogged even more by the oddly sudden appearance of my soulmate. Only caught up to the point where Luffy's first words were said, I conjure up a response, still staring at his face:

"Um... yeah, you did," They all quiet down, when I practically whisper the reply to Luffy in a shaky voice, "you caught me, thanks."

Every single person around us chokes on air, the ones I can see all have gaping mouths and wide eyes. Luffy pays them no mind, and I look around at them. Were they disappointed? 

"Haha, yeah! No problem, anytime!" His smile is cut short by a pondering face, "Wait... why does that sound so familiar?"

I feel the cold flash of fear plummet into my stomach again. 

And then everyone is yelling at him. 

He doesn't bother checking the mark, or checking mine for that matter. He was so... nonchalant. Almost like he didn't even realize he had a soulmate mark. Frowning, I feel a surge of disappointment and look back at the mark on my forearm just to be sure I wasn't imagining it. His name was still there, so why wasn't he reacting? Did he not like me or something?

Did he not want me as a soulmate? 

The thought had my heart aching already. 

Pushing away from the boy with the white robes, I manage to pry him off of me and ignore the overbearing feeling of wanting to be near him. The soothing tingles disappeared, freeing my mind from the buzzing feeling and letting it clear a little bit. 

"You idiot!" The redhead is back to pounding him on the skull again, his straw hat flying somewhere as I gulp nervously and wince. Concern started to take over the disappointment; that had to have hurt.

"She's your soulmate! Look at your wrist before I wring your scrawny neck!" Despite the warning, she already was; shaking him rapidly by the neck as he sputtered and choked out apologies. 

"This guy really gets to have a soulmate and I don't? Seriously?" The nasally voice pipes up.

"Honestly, poor kid." A rough, deep voice that I hadn't heard yet agreed with the group's woes.

I don't get it. Why didn't he acknowledge me at all? And why is everyone looking at me with pity? 

Standing on shaky legs, I lost balance as the boat tipped, the black haired woman was suddenly at my side to keep me upright; stopping me from being thrown around by the waves jostling the ship.

"Are you all right?" She's incredibly pretty with a silky smooth voice; the type of voice I would like a narration for a book to sleep to. Black hair, light blue eyes, and perfectly tanned skin... She could be a model. I blink before nodding with a small 'yes.'

"I'm Nico Robin, it's nice to meet you." She smiles at me gently, and I feel a slight calm. She seemed a little more normal in comparison to the others I've seen.

"I'm Nami," The red haired girl from before pipes up, smiling at me with her hands still wrapped tightly around Luffy's neck, "And this is our captain, Luffy. You probably already knew his name, though."

Glancing down at the writing on my wrist at the insinuation, I nodded in confirmation. So they did know that Luffy had a soulmate. 

She smiles again with an 'I figured,' and then goes back to cursing and shaking the teen as he cries at her to stop. A part of me gets a little nervous watching him be strangled, before the next person is walking up to me.

"Try to ignore those two, you get used to it," A man with a long nose, a thin face, and a large bush of black hair beneath his hat approaches; I recognize his voice from earlier, "I'm Captain Usopp! Brave warrior of the seas!"

"And I'm Sanji, please let me know if there's anything you'd like to eat, my lady! You must be starving after being so scared!" A blond with curled eyebrows and hearts in his eyes roughly pushes Usopp out of the way, who yells at him in the process. The blonde ignores Usopp's bickering and continues to gush over 'how beautiful I am,' and 'how I must've dropped from heaven.'

Overwhelmed, I take a step back and bump into someone. Turning around, I'm met with the steel cold gaze of the man with green hair. Although I'm grateful that he's not as overbearing as Sanji, he's very intimidating; silent, with crossed arms and three swords on the holsters at his side. 

"Zoro." I blink and nod at him with an apology for bumping into him. He shrugs, looking disinterested. 

"Don't sweat it." A small tug on my shirt brings me away from Zoro. 

"I'm Tony-Tony Chopper!" I glance down and find the strange, yet oddly adorable, reindeer at my feet who spoke to me earlier. 

"I'm the ship's doctor! Are you sure you're well enough to stand? You must still be in shock." Comically, another wave jostles the ship, and Zoro places a hand on my shoulder to keep me steady before I fall flat on my face. 

Glancing around at everyone once again, I notice they're all staring at me; aside from Luffy, who is currently on the floor wheezing, tongue lolling like a dog. Once I realize they're expecting an introduction, I quickly stutter out a response, feeling stupid for not introducing myself sooner when they had already.

"I-I'm (Y/n). (Y/n) (L/n), sorry. I just, um... I'm really confused? Where... Where are we?" The question has them confused this time around.

"You don't know where you are? We're on the Grand Line." I look at Nami, skepticism clear on my face. I've never heard of that before...

"The Grand Line? Is that somewhere near New York?" They're all silent, not having a clue on what that place is. It's obvious with the delivery of their blank stares.

"New York City? You... You don't know it?" The prospect has me nearly panicking again. Where the hell am I? How did I get here?

"I've never heard of it. Sorry," The redhead looked bashful when she finally interrupted the silence, "Maybe it's a place we haven't been to yet?"

"I-It's a city. A big one, with tons of cars and subway systems. There's a lot of people, too," I stop to think a bit more on any other details, "it's always busy. Also nicknamed 'the city that never sleeps?'"

"Cars?" Usopp whispers to Nami, not understanding what I'm saying.

"Subway systems?" Sanji mutters to himself, also confused. I look at all of them hurriedly, feeling my hope diminish with each pitiful stare.

"Uh, no. Sorry kid, can't say I've heard of it." The green haired man, Zoro speaks up this time after a long, drawn out silence. 

I feel the dread pile up in my chest. All of them look at me like I've grown another head, except for Robin, who's pondering to herself with a hand on her chin.

"That's-- It can't be. It's not possible..." She whispers to herself, eyes wide. She looks as if she's made a breakthrough, and I feel myself perk up a bit. The rest of the crew looks at her now, curious.

"What's not possible?" Usopp chimes.

"The only time I've ever heard of that area is from a book," She starts, "It's very short, with not much evidence, but it mentions the odd happenings of travelers from the past who all claimed they come from other worlds. Very few have existed, and they were all hundreds of years apart, so there was no definitive study... But, I'm certain that's the only time I've heard of the city you mentioned."

"Wait, so you mean..." Usopp begins, and Nami finishes for him.

"You're from another world?!" Nami is suddenly loud and in my face, gripping my shoulders in amazement. I feel sick to my stomach, feeling the blood drain from my face.

"That's right. There was an anonymous man years ago who said he was from the city of New York, located on a large continent called The United States. There was a devil fruit user that once backed his claims, but there's no record of the names of either person; only lost articles in the writings of their crew." Robin, now looking at my unstable posture in Nami's hands, takes one look at my pale face and seems to confirm it in her head.

"You listed some of the same descriptions that he did, which means you must be from that area, am I correct?" I swallow the lump in my throat. Mind reeling about a mile a minute, I nod shakily.

"S-So... that means... I'm..."

Not home anymore.

"Yes," Robin agrees. "You're nowhere near where you used to live. My guess is that you were transported here because your soulmate was in this place while you weren't; though, there's not a lot of evidence to back that theory since, like I mentioned, this specific ordeal doesn't happen often in history."

"R-Right," I lose feeling in my legs, "Th-That makes sense, I guess. O-Okay."

Nami and Robin gently rest me against a wall of the ship, where I feel like I could faint. Resting my head in my hands, I suppress the need to hyperventilate. It's not possible, that's never been possible. Sure, there are disappearances where I'm from, but people from another world? Is it possible? It's never been documented. Not once. Not ever.

"H-Hey, Um..." Nami is kneeling in front of me, hands on her legs like she's apologizing for something. She looks both sorry and nervous, like I would explode into tears depending on what she said. Then again, I couldn't promise that I wouldn't.

"At least you've found Luffy, right? That has to count for something."

I blinked languidly at her, before turning to look at my newfound soulmate. He was sitting up, rubbing his neck and coughing from Nami's rough treatment. The more I focused on him, the more I could feel a pain in my own neck as well. Despite that, the familiar prickle of goosebumps serves to soothe me a bit.

"Yeah... I guess you're right," I nodded, before looking back at Nami, "I was looking for him  before I... came here, so it works out. I-In a weird way."

She looks at me pitifully, I distract myself from her with the little clip-clopping of footsteps coming my way. Chopper comes waddling up at my side with a stethoscope and a medical kit, without a word he takes my wrist in his little hooves and checks my pulse, but I can hear him mumbling under his breath nervously.

"Hey, weird girl," I perk up at the sound of Luffy's grainy voice from his spot, frowning in distaste at the slightly offensive name, "How'd you get here, anyways?"

A beat of a moment, and then everyone is yelling at him again.

"You idiot! We just talked about that!"

"Don't call her 'weird,' she's your soulmate, you little shit!" 

"Were you even listening?!"

"Nope." He deadpans, and I furrow my eyebrows. He wasn't even listening? Why wasn't he as honed in on me as I was to him? He didn't even seem like he was drawn to my presence, when I haven't been able to take my eyes off of him. 

Trying to give him the benefit of the doubt, I gulped down the thought that maybe he really didn't want me. If we were soulmates, that wouldn't be possible; it shouldn't be possible. 

"W-Well, like I said, I was looking for you," I pointed at him, "and in the process I was leaning against the railing of a bridge it broke... So, um. I fell, and right as I was going to hit the water... I was falling out of the sky here. I think."

"But..." Luffy looks completely confused. "Why were you looking for me?"

Another eruption of noise, and I scrunch my eyebrows again, biting my lip and trying not to cry. Did he seriously not know? Had he not realized by now? 

Oh, god. Maybe he really didn't care. 

"Whatever," Furrowing his brow, he gets up and plops himself down on the floor next to me, staring intently at my face as he rests his own in his hands. He looked like a little kid waiting for someone to give him a treat. 

"I don't get why, but it felt really good holding you." Slowly, I feel my face start to burn, embarrassed that he would say something out loud in front of the people around us, who were all facepalming at his strange antics. Covering my own face with my cold hands, I try to soothe the hot feeling of my skin and calm all my raging emotions at the same time. He was so confused, but maybe he was just confused at the situation. I hoped so. 

"Wait, did I do something?" He sounds flustered and nervous before I hear him shuffle closer, "You just make me feel all weird and tingly. I like it!"

"Do you... not know why? Why you feel that way, I mean..." My soft voice seems to catch him off guard as I peek at him over my fingers, he's almost as close as when we first saw each other, looking as if he was searching for a gap to see my face. 

"Mm-mm. Should I?" He shakes his head, messy hair falling over his eyes. I can tell he's telling the truth, and I'm not sure if I should feel satisfied or conflicted. I hesitate before speaking again.

"Well, you have a tattoo, right?" He nods, before bringing out his arm and pointing at it. Scrawled there are my first words, followed by my name. It feels surreal to find it on his skin. 

"Yeah it's right here— Wait, it changed! Who's (Y/n)?" I'm stunned. So he doesn't know. Maybe he wasn't raised to know about having a soulmate?

"You're so stupid! Don't you remember anything?" More bickering from the crew mates who seem flabbergasted by his actions.

"You're the one who told us about her in the first place!" A spark of disbelief causes my heart to skip a beat. So he did know, he just forgot? But, is that a good thing or a bad thing? 

"That's her!" Sanji points towards me, "Right there, she's your soulmate, remember?!"

"Who?" His response sparks outrage, and I shake my head a little, feeling disheartened again. But, it's better to clear up the confusion now, before feeling worse about it later... right? 

Still, so much for searching for my soulmate. He hasn't even been looking for me all this time.

"You're Luffy, right?" I ask him quietly.

"Yeah, that's me! How'd you know?" I nod lightly and show him my own arm.

"Look, your name is on my wrist; and my name," I point at my name on his wrist, "is on yours."

"See?" After a long drawn out 'ohh,' he's all smiles again.

"So, that means you're my soulmate! I get it!" He's a laughing mess, before he grabs my wrist and looks at the words while my cheeks light up again. The rest of the team are sitting, slack jawed, amazed at this girl who was able to clear up his confusion in a few sentences. 

"That's why you're so cute!" He giggles waving my arm around like it's some sort of toy. My whole face turns bright red, but I'm still left feeling a bit bittersweet. The initial buzz of our first meeting was dulled now that I had learned the differences in our situations.

"No wonder you're his soulmate." Zoro pipes up with a scoff.

"I've never seen anyone tame that boy without hitting him or bribing him. That's pretty impressive." Usopp crosses his arms and nods at me with respect.

"Sh-She's an angel!" Sanji screeches from behind them all.

Chapter Two (coming soon)

what I'd give to see these two fighting together (canonically speaking)

this is how you find out im a soul eater fan btw

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Bro I just watched the new Alien...it was a 10/10 movie but bro just no...my everything hurt my chest my head that was horrifying

may i offer input on your scared lil song? singing bed twice ruins the flow if you want a ditty make the first bed "nowhere to lay my head" or something will def give it better flow and give you something to work with as you wait for support maybe you can like doodle it as you wait sun and moon darkness creatures owo (not trying to seem mean hoping to provide distractions but i recognize this may not fully come across like that)

Awww thanks for coming here to help, my gf showed up tho and escorted me through the dark corridor and i immidiatly fell asleep after because i am a sleepy guy

Here you go tho, weird creatures being interrupted stealing a midnight snack from the kitchen

Moon really wanted his appy juce (hes about to hang out on the dishwasher bc he likes to feel tall :)) and Sun came along for a chocolate bar

And they were roomates

(Captain John price x F!reader)

Summary: the captain wants somewhere more homely to settle down and when an offer like yours comes alight on Zillow he must take up on it.

Warnings: angsty (very minimal), mentions of readers past relationship, some bond building, smoking, some tense moments

part 1 - part 2 - part 3 - part 4!!

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“Captain?” Soap yells from afar to get what seems to be prices attention. When he realizes that is indeed his captain he jogs to where John stands.

“What’re ye doin’ back?” Soap question a little confused, after their last two month mission John was granted leave for three months to recoup and rest. 

“Just came to turn in these files.” He says waving the Manila folders in his hands.

“You could’ve just done that online, you know.” And yes John does know and by the look he gives Johnny he also knows.

“What, trouble in paradise?” Johnny smiles widely at the guilty look on his captain's face.

“Something like that.” John replies clearly a little tense.

“Well, tell me about it.” He says waiting expectantly.

“Over some drinks Sargent.” Price replies before making his way into the building and soap returning to the trainees.

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“Oh that’s fucked mate.” Ghost says.

“Captain no offense you’re a very intelligent and capable man but that is so fucking stupid.” Gaz states before taking a drink of his beer. 

“You thought oh I’m catching some feelings for her, let's just ignore her.” Soap says in a mimicking voice.

“No, it's not only that, I don’t have time to entertain dense feelings and she likely doesn’t share those same feelings.” His gruff voice replies as he takes a puff of his cigar and blows the smoke out into the pub they sit in.

“Did you ask her?” Gaz asks, already knowing the answer.

“Am I twelve? What grown man asks a woman if they have feelings for them usually there’s hints and clues you can pick up on.” Ghost grumbles in agreement from price earning a slap on the arm from soap.

“And she’s done nothing that may even give you an inkling that she’s into you mate?” Gaz quips in.

“Like “oh hey captain can you help me open this jar?” Or “price can you please help me fix this?” Johnny tries his best at a womanly voice. 

“First of all she doesn’t call me captain or price and second of all, yes she does that but it’s only because she needs the help.” They all look at him with blank stares.

“I bet you wish she’d call you captain.” Soap whispers but before John can reply Gaz starts.

“Captain, does she ever stutter when you talk to her?” Gaz asks, raising an eyebrow at him.

“sometimes.” He excuses that as human behavior. 

“When she noticed your avoidance, did she get upset?” I mean you got a little mad at him that once but that was cause he was overstepping. 

“A little.” He replies not really seeing where it’s going until oh.

“Yeah cap, you're being naive.” 

“You should go back there, be kinder and less weird. She probably thinks you don’t like her and if that lasts too long she’ll start to actually not like you.” Well he obviously can’t have that.

“We need a mum anyways.” Gaz says under his breath and soap agrees. 

“What?” 

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“Hey you’re back.” You can’t resist the small smile that makes its way onto your face as John walks into the kitchen.

“Told you I’d only be a day or two.” He repeats his words from a couple days ago, hands awkwardly in his pockets. 

He notices there’s something different in your energy that he picks up on or maybe it’s his energy that has changed.

“Yeah but last time you said a month and we’re gone two.” He remembers that and sees your point then he thinks about the fact that you remember that. 

“Well last time I really didn’t think I’d be gone that long but you know.” He says not going into detail and just waving it off.

“Well I have a job to get too.” You say closing the package of blueberries you’d been eating out of then place them back in the fridge.

“On a Saturday?” He questions the unusuality of it.

“Yeah I had a woman call me this morning, said her wedding was next week and she really wanted me to be the one to give her her dream hair so I agreed.” 

“Okay then, I’ll see you later, doll.” He says as you grab your keys and purse getting ready to leave.

“Bye John.” You smile softly looking anywhere but him cause if you did the smile that lays on your face at the newfound nickname would be too evident. 

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“Hey so we’re just doing some highlights and a cut right.” You ask the woman in your chair as you drape the cape over her paying mind to her swollen belly and button it in the back.

“Yeah I actually have some pictures if that’s okay.” She says pulling out her phone to show you.

“Great, I’d love to see them.” You say getting your equipment ready.

She shows you and by the already light tone of her hair this will be easy work. You get everything settled and ready, mixing the bleach and color and sorting through the pieces you’ll paint.

“So what made you ask me to do your hair?” This is a question you always love to ask your clients. Was it social media or a referral or maybe something else.

“My finance actually recommended you.” Her fiance.

“Oh I don’t actually do men’s hair, who’s your fiance?” You question a little confused but clearly he might’ve just seen you on instagram or had a friend who’s been with you.

“Brian, he said he used to know you and heard you did really good hair.” No fucking way.

“Oh yeah I know Brian old friends.” You smile through the tears that threaten to escape your eyes. 

How could he? How could he give this woman everything you’ve ever wanted then send her to you to show off that goddamn-

“He says to tell you hi.” She smiles looking back at you not having a clue of who you really are. 

“Oh tell him I said hello.” You reply shortly.

“How’d you two meet?” You ask curiously.

“We actually worked together and when we first started talking he was actually in a relationship but nothing serious and the more we spent time together it just became clear we were meant to be together.” Her.

“So he cheated on his ex partner?” You say in a polite tone, one a girlfriend would use.

“Well I guess you could say that but according to him their relationship was over before it was over.” You smile at her nodding in understanding. 

Scream, you wanted to scream your fucking head off the rest of the appointment. But no you stood there politely and gave this woman the most beautiful hair you could’ve imagined you even took fucking pictures for her to send to you’re cheating ex.

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On the way home you cried out of anger not even out of jealousy, or sadness just anger at the audacity that man had and the years you wasted with such a fucking loser.

When you pulled into the driveway you turned the car off and just sat there. You sat there and pondered on everything. You’d always asked him for a baby and he’d said he would never be a father. You always wanted to get married and he would say “marriage isn’t my thing.” And yet he’ll do it all for another woman. A woman he really loves. 

But in the end you're glad it’s not you. It isn’t you that has to deal with that man child, it won’t be you who’s stuck with someone who isn’t faithful. In the end you’re the lucky one and finally you feel like you can let it go. 

So you dry your eyes and head inside, kicking off your shoes by the door and paying notice to John that’s currently in the living room. You walk over to the couch and sit a comfortable amount of space away from him simply testing the waters and watch the football game he has on.

“How was your appointment?” He says suddenly taking in notice of your puffy eyes.

“Good.” You reply in a whisper with a half smile.

“You’re lying.” He assumed maybe just an asshole client or the outcome wasn’t good.

“It was my ex boyfriend's new pregnant fiancé, who also happens to be the woman he cheated on me with.” You admit with a small laugh at the end with how ridiculous that sounds.

“You got cheated on?” He asks, thoroughly shocked not paying mind to the other details.

“And she’s hot.” You reply looking him in the eye. All he’s thinking is hotter than you?

“Did she know who you were?” This has to be the most mind fucking thing he’s ever heard.

“Not a clue and what's funnier is he recommended me to her.” You laugh again and it’s slightly scary how calm you seem.

“You’re not upset?”

“John I was over that man the minute he cheated on me. I’m only upset over all the time I lost wanting things he said he never wanted but what he meant was he never wanted that with me.” You say quietly between the two of you like it’s a secret. 

“His loss.” he says, offering you a small smile.

“I guess.” 

“No doll I know.” You don’t know what to make of that comment and just smile back at him. 

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Later that night after a long shower you step onto the outside patio for some fresh air not noticing John smoking a cigar beside you. 

“Jesus!” You jump slightly at the sight of his looming shadow.

“At this point just expect me to be everywhere.” He laughs as he exhales the puff of smoke. 

“I didn’t know you smoked.” You reply before taking in the sight before you. John in Levi’s, a thermal and brown leather jacket, thick fingers holding a cigar between them lightly tapping it to drop the excess ash.

“I’m sorry, does it bother you?” He asks suddenly, concerned about whether that was in the policy or something. 

“No, not at all.” You smile shivering at the breeze that blows through the air.

He offers the cigar between his fingers by gesturing it towards you, you’ve smoked cigarettes but this thing looked like a cigarette on steroids. Nonetheless you didn’t decline the offer and hesitantly wrapped your lips around it giving it a small puff letting the earthy flavor consume your taste buds as you exhale. 

John watches you with longing eyes. Truthfully he expected you to grab it from him but instead you toked it straight from his fingers and shit it was hot. The way your lips wrapped around the very end had him running hot suddenly. The layers he wore were becoming overbearingly warm. 

“Do you ever wish you chose a normal career?” The question left your lips before you could think about why you were asking it and he clears his dirty mind before answering. 

“Not really, my job makes me feel like I have purpose and although my hands get dirty it’s for a good cause.” You nod as you look up into the blue sky that’s slowly becoming darker. 

“You do have purpose outside your job though you know that right?” You look him in the eye for a mere second then back up. 

He’s taken aback slightly by your statement and stays silent. He lets it settle in his thoughts and feelings. Wondering what prompted you to say it in the first place.

“Thankyou.” He replies shortly after. 

“You're welcome.” You reply gently.

“I’m going to head inside, don’t be out here too long you’ll get sick.” You say sliding the door open and he laughs in return. If you even had the slightest idea of the weather he’s lived in. 

———

You woke up the next morning bright and early, currently stood in the kitchen brewing hot water for tea and setting the coffee machine on. One for you, one for John. He was surprisingly still asleep although it also is still very early. He never sleeps past 7.

As you turn the heat off the stove, knocking sounds at the front door. Maybe a package you assumed as you made your way down the hall peeking through the small hole to see who’s out there and to your surprise it was a woman. 

“Hi, how can I help you?” She looks at you a bit taken aback.

“Does John Price live here?” She asks as her blonde hair blows in the cold breeze. 

“Yeah?” 

“I need to speak to him.”

“Okay I’ll be right back.” Was this a lover of John’s, maybe an ex wife or something. You knock softly at his door and nothing so you knock a little louder. Before you hear a grunt and the squeak of the hardwood floors.

“Morning, y’alright?” He asks with a deep sleepy voice. 

You take notice of His messy hair and pajama bottoms hanging low on his hips so you practically beg and will yourself to not look at his body. 

“Yeah sorry there’s a woman at the door for you.” You reply smiling when you notice the sleep marks on the side of his face. 

“Oh okay let me just put a shirt on, tell her I’ll be right out.” He can already guess who it is and quietly curses to himself. No peace of his ever lasted long.

You relay the message to her and offer her to come inside which she politely accepts but goes no further than the entrance. 

“I’m Kate by the way.” She offers her hand to you. 

“Oh nice to meet you Kate, are you a friend of John’s?” You pry.

“Oh yeah, a longtime one.” You should’ve known.

“We’ve been working together since he was a lieutenant and that was ages ago.” She laughs and you feel light with relief for whatever reason.

“Laswell.” A deep voice sighs out from behind her.

“Well don’t be too excited to see me.” She says to him.

You get the message to exit the room and do so. He walks with her to the kitchen, offers her a drink then they both go to his office and from the sound of it have a pretty heated conversation. Not that you were eavesdropping or anything.

———-

It was hours before she left and when she did John didn’t seem too happy. You walk to the door a bit after you hear it shut. John stands there running a hand through his hair.

“You okay?” You stupidly ask as he rubs his forehead still standing in front of the door although she left 10 minutes ago.

“Yeah doll I’m alright.” He sounds tired and bothered. 

“Okay.” You begin to turn around getting the feeling he doesn’t want you there. 

“Wait, actually I have to leave tomorrow for a while..” He replies quickly. 

“Oh.” You try not to sound too disappointed.

“I’ll leave you a check for six months, if I’m gone longer my checkbook is in the bedside drawer. If you need assistance with anything I have a friend you can call please don’t do it yourself or have someone else do it.” He says as you stand there not getting past the eight month part.

“Six months or longer?” He meets your eyes seeing a hint of sadness.

“Yeah that’s what I can expect.” You suck your bottom lip between your teeth for a second not really knowing how to reply. 

“Are you hungry?” 

“What?” He replies at the random change in topic.

“Would you like to order too much food and watch a movie?” You ask again.

“Sure?” 

“I mean if you’re leaving for months and you seem upset about it then it’s serious and when’s the next time you’ll eat good food, you know?” You explain.

“Italian?” 

“Italian.” 

——————-

You both sit on the living room couch in the dim ambient light while “How to lose a guy in 10 days” plays on the TV, your choice. Empty boxes once filled with pasta and bread now are mostly empty. You tell John every time one of your favorite parts is coming on but not like you even needed to. He can tell by the anxious shake of your foot and slightly raised eyebrow.

“So does he ever find out that it’s for the em magazine and does she find out it’s for a bet?” He asks midway through the movie.

“You’ll have to watch it.” You whisper.

He laughs and for a moment in time he feels content, at ease for once. He feels like this is the moment he’ll recall in the next eight months when nights are cold and he’s spent. 

Your eyes are drifting closed before the movie is over and he watches you find sleep then returns his attention to the tv determined to finish the movie. Once all is done he picks the containers up off the floor quietly and turns the tv off kneeling to the floor to wake you.

“Doll let’s get you to bed.” He whispers in the dark. You're slightly disappointed you fell asleep but your drowsy mind doesn’t let you think too deeply as you bid him a goodnight and head to bed.

————-

The next morning he was ready to leave at 4AM. Big duffel bag in hand and a backpack. He thinks of waking you to say goodbye and even walks to your door. But he doesn’t not because he doesn’t want to but because he won’t want to leave if he does. Internally he curses himself for wasting so much time avoiding you the previous weeks. 

So he writes a quick note and of course the promised check and heads on his way.

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Next chapter is already written and I’m so excited at the build up!!

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