me reading smut: *is completely unfazed* lol nice
me reading fluff: *puts hand over heart* *literally starts screaming* oH MY GOD HE DID NOT JUST SAY THAT WHY IS HE SO CHEESY *has to stop reading for a good two minutes before continuing*
Context: My group, a Tiefling Bard, a Human Blade-Lock, and my Warforged Samurai-themed Barbarian (With Great Weapon Master) are all running through a homebrew 5E game. We have just run into a Young Green Dragon at 4th Level.
Me: Well, I’m the tank, so… Charge past and swing around behind it, hopefully set up a flank. Let’s do this.
I proceed to roll an attack, Reckless for Advantage and Great Weapon Master for -5 to hit, +10 damage.
DM: You get another attack, remember? Great Weapon Master.
Me: Oh shit, yeah. Alright. Using Great Weapon Master again, why not.
DM: Oh my god.
Me: And don’t forget, I did say I was using Great Weapon Master, so that’s an additional 10.
DM: You’ve got to be kidding me.
At this point, the Dragon has just taken a truly massive amount of damage in one turn, which makes it’s next move understandable. It uses crown of madness to shut me down, which since nobody was near me (Going next to the Path of the Zealot Barbarian while raging is not a good idea.) I proceed to stand there like an idiot for the next several turns while the other players take potshots at it. They’re whittling away, but missing more often than not, especially with the Dragon going airborne.
Bard: Alonne, I’m giving you an inspiration to break that crown. Make the will save. (I’ve been rolling under 10.)
Me: No prob, thanks man. *6* FUCK.
The crown eventually breaks, but the dragon swoops back down and uses a breath weapon on myself and the warlock. It does about 49 damage. I make the save. The Warlock does not. She manages to inch out of death by about 6 points.
I try to get at the dragon, currently about 15 feet up. I make the Jump check, but not the attack roll, and miss, landing on the other side.
Bard: Dammit, that would have been cool.
Finally, finally, the dragon lands in front of me. It goes to town with the claws, bite, all that, but raging halves the damage and I manage to stick it out through my relatively bulky AC. The Dragon still has a small chunk of HP, and tries to fly away.
Me: FUCK. NO.
Attack of Opportunity, as the dragon lifts over my head. Third hit on the dragon.
As the dragon falls to pieces, showering my character with blood, I go to the sheet and give the Warforged the last name Dragonslayer. The metal man earned it, and based on the special trait “Dragonslayer” I got from the DM after, he agrees.
To celebrate me reaching 1.8k, Send me a number and a character and I’ll write a drabble.
(from different sources, so credit to all)
1. “I don’t want to have a baby.” 2. “Did you enjoy yourself last night?” 3. “Are you kidding me? We’re not ‘fine’! 4. “You’ve only heard his side of the story. You never asked for mine.” 5. “Well, this is where I live.” 6. “Oh my God! You’re in love with him/her!” 7. “You make me feel like I’m not good enough.” 8. “For some reason I’m attracted to you.” 9. “I am not losing you again.” 10. “Why don’t they just kiss already?” 11. “I think I picked up your coffee by mistake.” 12. “All I wanted was your honesty.” 13. “Why do you keep pushing me away?” 14. “I can’t explain right now, but I need you to trust me.” 15. “I’ve never felt this way before….and it scares the shit out of me.” 16. “Don’t fucking touch me!” 17. “Are you really taking his side against me?” 18. “Wait a seconds are you jealous?” 19. “I wish I could hate you.” 20. “I’m sorry if this upsets you, but I’m going to marry her/him.” 21. “You know, it hurt when I realized that you’re not in love with me. But nothing can compare to the pain I felt when I saw you fall in love with her. 22. “Come over here and make me.” 23. “This is by far the stupidest plan you’ve ever had. Of course I’m in.” 24. “You’re the only one I trust to do this.” 25. “I thought you were dead.” 26. “This isn’t just about you. It’s about what’s best for all of us.” 27. “I love you, you asshole.” 28. “You did this for me?” 29. “You can’t protect me.” 30. “You know I wouldn’t do this if I had any other choice.” 31. “Promise me you’ll look after your mom.” 32. “I’m so stupid to make the mistake of falling in love with my best friend.” 33. “Stop talking about the past, I could be dead in a matter of hours… make me up a future.” 34. “The way you flirt is shameful.” 35. “I waited and waited, but you never came back.” 36. “You never told me you had a fucking twin.” 37. “I want to go back to before….” 38. “I just wanted an easy day with my girlfriend/boyfriend. What’s so wrong with that?” 39. “Go then, leave! See if I care!” 40. “Why are yo up so early?” 41. “Please, take me instead!” 42. “You braided his hair?” 43.
“She’s been missing since Friday and you’re not worried?”
44. “Have you lost your damn mind?!” 45.
“Please don’t argue. You have to leave right now, you aren’t safe here.”
“I’m your daughter.”
47. “I’m not surprised that you murdered him.” 48. “Is there a special reason, as to why you’re wearing my shirt?” 49. “Am I supposed to be scared of you?” 50. “Don’t use me as an example. I wasn’t a good kid.”
a little something i wrote inspired by a tumblr ask :)
for mlflufffiction, which you should totally check the tag for because everything is super cute!!! thank you so so so much for everyone who’s participated. you’re all super lovely.
shoutout the @mlfanfiction fam for helping me out. you’re all the best <3
i did write this all in like two day oh god why so it isn’t my best work but it’s the most productive i’ve been in weeks. to make this as clear as possible, i uploaded it in chapters on ao3, but seeing that some chapters are literally 20 words, it didn’t make sense to post them all here. click the link at the end of this part to be brought to the next part!
Alya shuts the door with her foot, dumping her bag on the the desk. “Alright, let’s do this people.”
Kim raises a sandwich in the air, chiming in with “Here here!”
Chloé rolls her eyes and goes back to filing her nails.
“Did you really need your laptop for this?” Nino asks, joining Alya on her bench.
“Yes,” she says seriously. “I have documents and color coding. Do not doubt my abilities.” She pulls everything up on her computer before standing up on the top of the desk.
Alix bangs her water bottle against a desk on Alya’s cue.
“The fourth meeting of ‘Get Adrien and Marinette Together Before We Die Goddammit’ is now in session.”
Chloé scoffs. “ This is ridiculous. The fact that we’ve had four meetings is ridiculous. I say we give up,” she says with a shrug. “It’s taking up too much time.”
“And desperately needed brain cells,” Kim whispers to Alix.
Alix snickers as Chloé gives Kim the middle finger.
“We don’t even meet every week,” Mylène points out.
“We don’t even meet every other week,” Juleka mutters. “Just whenever Alya has an idea.”
“And only during lunch,” Nino adds motioning to his bag of chips.
“An idea!” Rose rests her chin in her hands. “Oooooo, Alya do tell!”
Nathanael joins Sabrina and sits on top of a desk. “But what are the chances of it actually working?”
Everyone looks back to Max.
He adjusts his glasses. “Probably higher than when we were leaving them to their own devices.”
“So…” Nino drawls.
Max shrugs. “More than zero.”
Alya claps her hands together. “Good enough for me.” She jumps down from the desk and starts pacing. “Ideas?”
Slowly, all heads turn to Chloé. Surprisingly, she’s often the one to offer up the most ideas.
She scowls and puts down her nail file. “Listen, I don’t spend all my time watching rom coms. You have to look to Rose for that. I’m out of cliches, just lock them in the fucking closet again, why do I care?”
“I still say the closet worked,” Mylène says.
Ivan nods in agreement.
“Yeaahhhh,” Alix says with a smirk. “Cause we have no idea what went on in there.” She wiggles her eyebrows suggestively.
“Oh my god.” Nino twists around and throws a chip at her.
She easily catches it in her mouth, telling him to go fuck himself as she chews.
“Can I leave?” Nathanael asks.
“Bring me with you,” Chloé demands.
“No one is leaving,” Alya says firmly. “You all came out of your own free will and we’re going to stay here until lunch break ends. No one is required to be here, you all wanted to be here.” Chloé opens her mouth and Alya points at her. “Say another word and you’ll regret it, blondie. Now. Ideas.”
“What have we already done?” Juleka asks. “It’s just been…”
“ Forever ,” Kim says dramatically.
Alya nods to Nino. “Babe?”
“Plan A was ‘tell them to just ask each other out already’,” Nino reads.
Alix scoffs. “Who the fuck had that idea?”
“To be fair,” Nino says quickly, “that was before Al and I got anyone else involved. We put it down because we honestly didn’t know where to start.”
“Can I see that?” Max asks.
Nino lifts Alya’s laptop so the rest of the room can see.
Rose tilts her head. “Is that…color coded?”
“It is. It’s very important.” Alya walks up to the chalkboard. “So we failed on the straightforward method because neither would do it . What was Plan B?”
Sabrina squints at the computer screen. “That was getting them to work together on a project.” Alya taps her finger against her lip. “Check my date. Was that before or after the Gamer.”
Max shrinks backwards in his seat.
“…after,” Nino says slowly. “A little bit before we asked everyone for help because we were getting frustrated. I think might’ve been after Volpina, actually.”
Kim let out a whistle. “It took you that long to realize the two need some help?”
Alya shrugs. “I had faith. Then the faith ran out.”
Also Jim: Look at my husband tearing a strip out of this alien without giving a fuck. He just speaks his mind and his mind is BRILLIANT. SO CONFIDENT. SO CALM. Look at that sexy genius. He’s so honest and moral he is – OH GOD HE’S PERFECT HE’S BEAUTIFUL EVERY TIME HE SPEAKS I WANT TO BURST WITH LOVE WHAT DID I DO TO DESERVE HIM OH I DECLARE MY SOUL MY HEART –
Spock: While I appreciate the sentiment Jim your reverent gushing is overpowering my capacity for thought within my own mind.
Jim: Sorry, I’m sorry. It’s your fault though. WHY DO YOU MAKE ME LOVE YOU SO HARD–
Spock: -_- An unfortunate shortcoming of my ancestors, not developing a muting technique for mind bonds.
(I bet their mind bond is noisy AF and it is 9000% Jim’s fault)
EXO’s reaction to you seeing them naked for the first time
WARNING: SEXUAL CONTENT AHEAD
Baekhyun: *you’re finally left alone and he rushes you
into his bedroom kissing you gently and slightly increasing each second, you
start to passionately rip his clothes off*
You: *start laughing*
Baekhyun: “WHY ARE YOU LAUGHING?!”
You: I’m sorry but where did you hide that this whole time?!
Chanyeol: *you’re making
out and he throws you on his bed he
hovers over you and you start to strip each other like your lives depends on it*
You: *can’t help but look
down* “HOLY FUCK”
“Oh my god sorry it just slipped
eyebrow and starts laughing like crazy*
Chen: *sits you on the bed
and starts striping for you*
You: *raise your eyebrow
and smile awkwardly*
Chen: “What’s with the
You: I ….um…just thought it
would be a bit bi….
D.O:*you wake up from the
nap you were taking and he immediately starts to kiss you, he smiles at you and
you start taking off everything that’s touching his body*
You: “um…Kyungsoo? …why
are you wearing boxers with fried chicken?”
D.O: *embarrassed* Kai
gave them to me as a gift and the rest of my boxers are in the laundry…..
You: *laugh and pull his
boxers down* “Well I like your gift better” / I’M SO SORRY THIS IS A HORRIBLE
Luhan: *he leads you to
the restaurant’s bathroom and locks the door, he pins you to the wall making
out with you you wrap your legs around him and he unhooks your bra and starts
throwing your clothes on the floor. He then pulls down his pants*
Luhan: *smirks* so…what
do you say?
you: “You’re pretty decent”
Kris: *you come back from
a date at the local Chinese restaurant, he picks you up and throws you on his
bed you start to foreplay and he doesn’t stop kissing you*
You: *look down*
Kris: *keeps kissing you*
You: “I’m sorry but how
the fuck is it bigger than your hands?!”
Suho: *you make out while
you’re sitting on his bed his hands are on your waist and he stands in front of
You:*take him by surprise
and pull his pants and boxers with one quick pull*
Suho: *his face falls with
You: “Oh don’t be so
shocked you have nothing to be ashamed of”
Suho:*Flattered and gets
really into it*
Sehun:* you lay on your
bed and he starts kissing every visible inch of you he strips you completely and
finally when he’s in yehet mode you start taking his clothes off*
You:”Well I guess you do
have a reason to be cocky after all….” /pan intended and I’m not even sorry/
Lay:*you’re making out on
the couch and he takes his boxers off*
You: “I like what I see”
Lay: *Bites his lip* “not
as much as I like what’s in front of me”
Tao: *you’re trying on
some new jeans at the store and he walks into your changing room *
Tao: “I like them….but…”
*pins you against the wall and takes them off*
You: *strip his pants off*
“I don’t know what I like better…that Gucci dress outside or your little friend
Xiumin:* sees you smirking
at him the minute he comes out of the shower. he grabs you and lifts you on his
back running back to the bathroom locking the door and dropping his towel*
Xiumin: “And that’s not
the only option we have”
Kai: *gives you a tour of
the dorm while the boys are out. You finally reach to his room and he locks the
door behind him throwing you on his bed you two start making out and sweating
while taking each other’s clothes off”
Kai: *smirks with
confident* “are you ok?” *laughs*
You: “if he moves as well
as you do then I’m fantastic”
“ it’s magic ___ , it’s magic “ “ dude i couldn’t even carry that much money in my pockets “ “ oh my god, oh my sweet jesus “ “ i’m going to poop inside out “ “ it’s literally- oh “ “ and advertisements, why “ “ i refuse to have your mustaches “ “ look at this infinite wall of things “ “ let’s close this down “ “ already did this nice ass koala “ “ look at this massive mouse “ “ ohh, oh man “ “ what is the worst offender “ “ it’s good for you! “ “ okey “ “ this doesnt look fishy at all “ “ mmm yes, get in me “ “ time to go to the internet, and see how we can fix this “ “ these are made up reviews, to make idiots think they’re safe” “ that’s like getting an atomic bomb, and putting a sticker on it that says ‘steve didn’t get killed by this’ “ “ this thing has a voice? “ “ radical- no this isn’t the 80′s anymore “ “ my. pony. “ “ what is this beast on my floor “ “ what in the fuck is this “ “ they all wanna send me shoes” “ bad ass mafia toolbars “ “ oh-oh. this looks fan-tastic “ “ my friends are gonna think i’m the raddest kid in the world. in. the. world. “
MEET HANDSOME UNDERFELL PAPYRUS!!! dont make this a thing please make this a thing
XD SO! this came up when i was rp-ing with my buddy @arangothalicious !!! i am NOT going into that, but i made a joke and just started spamming handsome squidward at everything Papyrus did XD oh gosh what have i done
some random dp headcanons i wrote earlier instead of doing my mythology homework
Danny was immensely disturbed when “It’s Not Gay If He’s Dead” exploded all over the internet.
It was on shirts, hoodies, jackets, sweatpants and underwear. He even saw a small poster in Kwan’s locker.
“Listen Dash. It’s not “hella necro.” He isn’t a dead body. He’s a spirit. It’d be “hella spectro” if anything. Still, that’s fucked up. Why are these shirts not banned yet? They have to be against dress code. Who the fuck started making these?”
It wasn’t long after that that Paulina showed the school the wonders of creative writing.
“My eyes are not pure ectoplasm. The only time where there is ectoplasm in my eyes is when I’m building up to shoot rays from them. Yeah, it swirls around a bit and - how did she know that? Oh my god.”
“She is writing about my penis.”
“Tucker, she is literally writing in extreme detail about my dick.”
“Tucker, why did you send me this?”
“WELL WE NOW KNOW THIS PERSON HAS A BITING KINK.”
Sam prints out some of the best lines from the most popular fanfiction written about him and sticks it all in a binder.
Danny starts crying when she hands it to him during school.
“I wasn’t ready.”
“They literally quoted Harry Potter. ‘His eyes were swimming with the ghosts of his past.’ It’s a fucking pun. They go on to talk about how ‘Phantom recapped the fights he endured earlier that morning.’ Jesus Christ.”
“I appreciate that these people are fueling their creativity but do they have to write porn about me, I mean, some of these stories were written by people in our school. Stop laughing Sam. They know me. Well, they don’t know me but you know what I mean. People in this school spend their spare time writing about my dick.”
“They are very generous about the size of it though.”
No, no. It’s totally that size.”
“Tucker stop laughing.”
No one in the school had ever heard Danny seriously swear before all this went down so the first time he drops the f-bomb, people take a step back.
Danny has almost completely controlled his anger towards the people at Casper High. Instead, he takes his rage out on ghosts that interrupt his sleep.
“Skulker fuck off, alright. People are writing about my dick and I’m not in the mood right now.”
AN: I’ve been wanting to write something about this song for so many years. I find it so fucking beautiful and underrated. Maybe listen to it when you read it? I feel like it could be the perfect soundtrack in a film, oh my god.
You and Michael had been best friends for the longest of time. Your personalities were so alike that it was like you shared one. There was nobody else who understood each of you like the other did. In fairytales, that’d make you destined for each other.
You’d spent yet another weekend with your bestie, doing the goofy stuff you’d always done - played video games, watched movies, walked the dog, pigged out on takeouts, the usual. Now it was Sunday afternoon and you were on the sofa which turned into a bed which was supposed to be guests, but being lazy assholes who loved your comforts, you guys always opened it up. You were binge watching some show on Netflix as you snuggled next to him. Your legs were tangled as he held your torso close to him. This was totally normal, you both always got up in each other’s personal space because you were both clingy as fuck and totally tolerated the other person.
Your mind was set on the show you were watching, but Michael’s was someplace else. He was concentrating on the beautiful soul he held in his arms, taking in your scent of your signature shampoo that lingered in your hair, noticing all the little details on your face and focusing on your expressions you bared as your attention sat with the TV. Everything about you was perfect, so perfect that it was as if a world famous artist had created the beauty that sat before Michael.
You’re the best of friends. You share your secrets. You know everything that was on his mind; all except one thing, that is… your best friend was truly and utterly besotted with you. He was scared to admit it, but heck, maybe… just maybe… he loved you. But what he was certain on is that he really did have feelings for you. Whenever you were near, he had strong and prominent desire to never let you go.
It had been going on for long enough; too long maybe. That’s when Michael began to internally converse with himself to decide what the fuck to do.
Why don’t you kiss her? Why don’t you tell her? Why don’t you let her see the feelings that you hide?
Don’t be so stupid, he thought. He was so afraid to make the first move. Terrified, even. Because one touch could immediately cross the line. But would that even be such a bad thing?
Would she just turn away? Or would she promise me that she’s here to stay?
Come on, Clifford, you dumbass, he mentally scolded. You can’t keep living like this. It’s been too long. You’re obviously not going to get over her that easily. If you don’t find out how she feels, you’ll never get over this. 'Cause she’ll never know if you never show the way you feel inside.
You looked up to pay the blonde beauty attention. Something about you looking so natural on a Sunday made you so beautiful. Of course, you were always beautiful in his eyes, but seeing the real you, the rawness of reality, it made his heart swell.
His tongue felt as if it had twisted, his stomach feeling knotted and a lump grew in his throat.
Say something, you fuckhead. Something, ANYTHING.
Instead of finding the words, Michael stared in your eyes, which were waiting with curiosity with what he had to say. That’s when he went into autopilot. He leaned towards you and captured your bubblegum lips with his slightly roughened ones. Taken back by what had just happened, you froze in a daze. Unsure of what was going on, but a feeling you had never felt before - especially towards your best friend - overtook your body, signalling for you to comply with the actions. You began to kiss back, which somewhat shocked Michael. He was beginning to think he had ruined it. Destroyed the friendship of a lifetime. But you had proven him wrong.
He pulled away but was too scared to look at you. He looked down to his lap. You weren’t sure why he was being so shy; it wasn’t normally his kind of behaviour around him. You lifted his chin to bring his minty green eyes to look at yours.
“Hey, where did that come from?” you asked, half giggling.
He let out an exasperated sigh.
“I like you, Y/N… I like you a lot. I have for the longest of time…. Being your friend is without a doubt the best thing that’s ever happened to me…. I’ve been blessed with some incredible opportunities in my life, but the single most incredible thing to have happened is you walk into my life…. I’ve harboured these feelings for some time, always too scared to tell you… but being your best friend has caused those feelings to strengthen to the point where I can’t hide it anymore….”
He looked down at your bewildered face.
You brought his face closer to yours, just an inch away from your lips.
“The only thing you should be sorry for is not telling me sooner.”
“I had no idea until you just kissed me, but every atom in my body danced around with passion and excitement. I guess I’ve had feelings, too, without even knowing. Had you told me sooner, we’d probably be steps ahead of where we are now,” you giggled.
A smile grew across his face with utter happiness. You closed the inch gap between your faces and pressed your lips against this, softly kissing him. There was a wave of euphoria that sparked around both of your bodies. He placed his hands on your face to control the kiss with more passion. Your fingers tangled in the silk of his hair, really letting your lips tell the story of the emotions that ran through your bloodstream.
As you finally pulled away, he leaned his forehead against yours. His lips stretched upwards almost to his eyes with the ecstatic feelings he was feeling.
“Oh… my… god…” Jesse turned to her father, “Why didn’t I see that? Why did you see that!?”
Harry stared at the board tilting his head at the corrected complicated equation he had his daughter had been working on, “I don’t know…It makes perfect sense…”
“It’s a common misplacement of numbers.” They both froze at the sound of your voice behind them, “I’m sorry, I hope you two weren’t working on that forever and I just ruined everything. Sometimes I just see things and can’t help myself”
Harry turned defensively stepping in front of Jesse, “Y/N…”
Your eyes widened in surprise, “Oh…you must have a version of me back home.”
Jesse stepped closer to her father, “You could…say that.”
You looked toward her seeing their uneasiness, “I’m making you uncomfortable…I’m so sorry…”
Harry watched you take a step back putting yourself in almost a submissive body position. Something the Y/N back home would never had done. Back home you would have strutted over declaring how wrong he’d been for such a simple solution and go on to how incompetent he was.
“I can go…” You lowered your gaze from his hard stare, “I’m sorry…”
“Wait…” He spoke up feeling Jesse tug on his arm. He looked back at his daughter, “After everything this team has done for me…after everything I’ve done to them…to get you back…”
“Dad…” She whispered fear lacing her eyes, “She…”
“That…” He looked to you pausing by the door way, “That isn’t Y/N…this is…Y/N.”
You gave him a small smile relaxing a little, “I’m not here to cause trouble…Barry just asked me to come introduce myself after he explained what’s going…I’ve been abroad in New Zealand doing some work on-”
“A new form of electrochemical energy storage?” His eyes smiled a little as he interrupted you taking a guess.
“No…” You shook your head a little at his remark, “Same field-ish…
Photobioreactor…is that what my counterpart is working on, on your earth?”
He watched you curiously take a step toward him as he crossed his arms, “Yes.”
“That’s atrocious!” You looked at him, “Everyone knows that it is cleaner to use photobio over electrochem!”
“Yes, but it’s more expensive to maintain.” He countered surprised by your concern for the green ideal, “Everyone knows that it takes twice as much, versus chemical.”
“It provides jobs and if we could get federal funding here in the states…” You shook your head frustrated.
“Job security isn’t an issue back home.” He told you glancing to Jesse who still seemed uncomfortable, “Jesse…why don’t you go make us some lunch. Pretty sure Cisco brought us some groceries today…why don’t you go deem what they consider food here.”
“Right…” She nodded glancing at you as she walked out.
“Nice to meet you, Jesse.” You smiled at her warmly as she walked out without a word. You looked back to Harry, “Did…my doppelganger…do something?”
He swallowed looking away, “Our Y/N…she…well…she was a rival of mine. Always looking for a way to gain an edge. She’s the one who planted the idea in Zoom’s head to take her…to set this whole plan into motion…”
Your face fell as you put a hand to your stomach, “…I…I don’t know what to say…I’m so sorry…I wouldn’t have just…”
“I know.” He nodded slowly taking off his glasses, “I was in your position a few months ago when I first came here. Your team trusted me…I will try to do the same for you. Jesse…she…”
“I don’t expect anything.” You told him slowly taking a step toward him, “I can’t even imagine…”
“I should go talk to her and make sure everything’s okay.” He looked to your face. Even your eyes seemed different, they were so warm and inviting. Full of curiosity he would guess. He was used of this cold harsh individual. All busy, and only there for the glory and looking for the kill.
“If there’s anything I can do for either of you, please, don’t hesitate to ask.” You told him that desirable smile coming back to your face, “You’ve both have been through too much and I would like to help you anyway I can.”
“Thank you.” He watched you turn walking out noticing all the differences even more. You didn’t wear stilettos that clacked against the floor like a war drum. You hair was relaxed gracefully bouncing as you glided out. Then there was that gentle look back full of genuine sincerity instead of pure contempt with a desire to destroy.
He took a deep breath clearing his throat before he went to seek out Jesse. Yes…this was going to be different if you were going to be around the lab. He’d try to be wary for Jesse…he wouldn’t lie that there was a sinking feeling in the back of his head knowing you were there.
Even his doppelganger here had secrets…he wondered what yours were.