otp: cops and robbers


I dare you to find a song that fits Mobscast better than this one. Go on. I DARE YOU. (I actually do, I freaking LOVE learning about songs that inspire other people)

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This story was also inspired by this prompt from otpprompts.  It’s kind of trippy, but I hope you enjoy!  Cops and Robbers AU.  

Well, what do you want to do?

His brain was fuzzy.  The last thing he remembered, he was at a bank with his mother, and now he was at a coffee shop, a notebook on the table in front of him.  He glanced down, looking at his outfit, trying to determine how much time has passed.  It was the same outfit he remembered wearing when he woke up this morning.  Was it this morning?  

A woman, two tables over seemed to be doing the same thing.  She started patting at her side, breathing out a sigh of relief as she sat back in her seat.  “Everything okay?”  He asked her, studying her face.  

She glanced up at him, striking hazel eyes meeting his.  “Yeah.  Just a strange sensation, that’s all.”  Her hand stayed glued to her hip, finding comfort in whatever she was holding onto.  

“Just a strange question, because I like to imagine the impossible, but did you maybe just experience a time jump?”  He watched her face as he moved to her table, watched as her eyebrows furrowed and her eyes darted around.  

She shook her head, loose tendrils of hair falling from her bun.  “No, that can’t be it.  This whole day has to be a dream.”  

He raised his eyebrows at her, tucking his little notebook away.  “Well then this has been one hell of a dream.”  

She chuckled, her arms crossing at her chest.  “You’re telling me.”  

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