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JOHN CONSTANTINE2005
This is my first time posting here, and i've been obsessed over keanue aka john constantine lately so i made a short story.
(Join - john constantine x reader)
"Stop following me." His deep voice echoed around the alleyway but his footsteps never slowed.
"Not until you listen." Barely catching up, you spoke. You two have been walking for atleast 3 miles and he was maddening every minute.
"Whats there to listen to? I gave you my answer." The stepping stopped as he bluntly turned around, making you bump into his chest. With the same stoic expression he pointed your forehead.
"I. Work. Alone. Get that?" Not softly at all, he began walking away again.
Frustrated with all the whinning and begging, you still catch up- hoping to make a progress.
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"Ugh, were basically partners anyway! I help you when you need help a-"
"No."
A soft huff escaped your lips, catching up you continued to explain why you should be his partner. He kept silent as you continues to ramble.
Your legs began to feel tired, as your throat began to feel dry.
Only a few more blocks left, and you could see his apartment- once he opened his apartment, you opened your mouth but he beat you to it
"You just want to piss him off don't you?" He says without turning around, "er- no... i just really wanna help out" you half lied over the fact you were suppose to be dead- you escape going hell and kind of summon one of his demons...
Totally trying to piss him off
He looked at you with a raised eyebrows, but said nothing about it- leaving the door open while he entered. A small smile creeped on your face, entering his apartment. Progress has been made!
Closing the door and locking it, you turn around to be inches away from his face, both of his hands are on both sides of your head, him leaning over you.
"I dont have to be explaining the risks of any of this, especially when your old man is involved."
"Leave the old dude alone... and yes sir." Sheepsily you could stop yourself from cracking a small smile.
"We both know how much an asshole he can be... you wont regret having me." You continued giving out your pinky finger, a childish promise you still use to keep such promises.
He looked down at your finger before back at your eyes, for a second you thought he looked else where but maybe your just seeing things.
Grabbing your hand that was led out, john held it beside your head like the other.
"Atleast we agree on one thing... its getting late- take the bed." His voice deeper and more husky he whispered. He stayed for a bit before dashing away in the kitchen.
Letting out a breath you didnt know you were holding, you could still feel how warm your face has been.
.....progress has been made all right!
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