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[badas_speedster]

I'm all hopped up on drugs, my neck is throbbing in pain but healing okay I guess. The pain medications I got are making me paranoid and I haven't left the place I'm staying in two days.

I feel like my hearts going to explode.

I've also been showing to many emotions and that scares the shit out of me but that's just because of the drugs so fuck all of you for thinking it's anything more.




I was invited to a Christmas... Event? I don't know what I should feel like. I've never really celebrated Christmas before. This is going to be so fucking awkward.

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[detonation-blvd.livejournal.com]

You forgot the part where you look weirdly attractive for someone in pain.

[badas-speedster.livejournal.com]

Attractive? I don't feel very attractive.

[detonation-blvd.livejournal.com]

Yer beautiful.

Hey. I've got a plan.

[badas-speedster.livejournal.com]

So are you.

What's that?

[detonation-blvd.livejournal.com]

Not like you.

I'll pick you up some take away, yeah? And we can just sit on the couch, and watch a film or some terrible television.

[badas-speedster.livejournal.com]

Why do you say that about yourself. I like you, that's all that matters.

I like that idea. I like it a lot. I could really use just, some you and I time.

[detonation-blvd.livejournal.com]

I... I just don't see it. But I know you do, and that is amazing.

Right then! Indian or Greek or fish and chips?

[badas-speedster.livejournal.com]

I do see it, and I might be a lot of things but when I say that, I mean that.

Uggggh, not fish. Greek then. I'd like that... But because your buying get what you want.

[detonation-blvd.livejournal.com]

I know.

Pietro, it doesn't much matter to me. Greek, then. I'll be back in a bit then. You sit tight.

[badas-speedster.livejournal.com]

Oh... That... Sorry it, totally slipped my mind. Listen don't worry about it. Just, let's just, um, just come home.

[detonation-blvd.livejournal.com]

Pietro, luv. Curl up on the couch. I'll be in in fifteen minutes.

[badas-speedster.livejournal.com]

Okay. Thank you. For everything.

[detonation-blvd.livejournal.com]

[He comes in about twenty minutes later, a bag filled with souvlaki and salad and pita. He puts it in the tiny kitchenette and shrugs his jacket off before peering into the living room.]

*'Ey. You awake, then?*

[badas-speedster.livejournal.com]

[Pietro had been in and out all day lately. Speedsters could heal quickly, but they weren't healers and after a major surgery like that it was taking a few days. He'd been drugging himself heavily, mostly because of he was coherent he was antsy, his mind and body were racing but yet he couldn't do anything. So being drugged help.

He didn't even hear the other come in. But he did hear when he spoke, and slowly hauled himself up. Speaking somewhat groggily.]

I'm up...

[detonation-blvd.livejournal.com]

[Jono walked over to the couch and ruffled Pietro's hair.]

*Sort of.*

[He sat down beside him and pulled him into a hug.]

[badas-speedster.livejournal.com]

I'm up enough.

[He sighed and leaned into the touch. Pietro felt somewhat cold, his body so used to movement. So the feel of someone else near him was welcoming. He was glad there would only be a few more days of this.]

I missed you.

[He said idly, it was still weird, being emotional around the other. But he'd been trying to be good about showing just how appreciative of the other being around as he was.]

[detonation-blvd.livejournal.com]

[Jono ran his hands through Pietro's hair, stroking his head. He nuzzled into his neck, pleased at the physical contact.]

*Feeling's mutual.*

[He stayed like that for a moment, then pulled back a bit and worked his arms under the other man, lifting him up. He stood, pulling the other man off the couch and carrying him, bridal-style, towards the bathroom.]

*No delicate way ter say this, ducky, but you could benefit from a shower.*

[badas-speedster.livejournal.com]

[He was surprised by being picked up, but sadly it wasn't that hard to pick him up and carry him off. He debated on saying something witty and snappy but instead just leaned into the others shoulders. Nuzzling into the rough material wrapped around his neck. ]

Thank you. I haven't moved much I suppose.

[detonation-blvd.livejournal.com]

[Jono chuckled.]

*No, you haven't. But that's okay.*

[He put Pietro down carefully and turned to the shower, turning the water on.]

[badas-speedster.livejournal.com]

[As the other began to turn on the shower Pietro began to pull each piece of clothing off his body tossing them aside uselesly before then turning his attention to Jonos own clothing. Pulling the others shirt up and over his head before wrapping his arms around the others waist and slowly undoing the belt.]

It's weird.

[detonation-blvd.livejournal.com]

[It still surprised Jono whenever Pietro expressed an interest in seeing him naked. he was slowly learning to accept it, however, and welcomed the arms around him, and those clever fingers at his belt.]

*Mmm, fer you? Yes, I rather think sitting around doing nothing all day IS a shock. You 'ave much pain today?*

[He stepped gracelessly out of his pants and gestured for Pietro to climb into the shower.]

[badas-speedster.livejournal.com]

[Pietro always wanted to see the other naked. Probably more the he really ought too. But that was just part of who he was, the more shocking part, to him, was his willingness to share himself with Jono. But that was just him. He watched as the other steppes out from his freshly loosened pants and followed him into the shower slowly.]

The drugs keep most of the pain at bay I suppose.

[He shrugged which hurt, and he made a mental note not to do that again.]

But, I dunno it's better then it has been. It doesn't feel like my spines ripping in two anymore.

[detonation-blvd.livejournal.com]

[Jono helped Pietro under the spray of water. If he could tut under his breath, he would.]

*You poor thing. I don't mean that sarcastically, either. Surgery is serious, and I'm glad yer not pushing yerself too fast.*

[He soaped up his hands and gently ran them over Pietro's shoulders.]

*Foreign concept to you, innit? Moving slow.*

[badas-speedster.livejournal.com]

"You have no idea." Pietro said somewhat dryly. Though it had nothing to do with the other male and everything to do with the fact that he felt like he was crawling in his own skin.

As the soap began to trace down his back and he felt the pressure of Jono's hands tracing his shoulders he relaxed a bit. Trying not to think of his neck and everything it had caused in the past few days. "Time doesn't move fast enough for me."

[detonation-blvd.livejournal.com]

*I don't suppose it ever will,* Jono replied. He massaged Pietro's shoulders carefully, then slipped his hands lower and rubbed his back.

*You'll be back to yer old self soon enough.*

[badas-speedster.livejournal.com]

Old self. Did Pietro really want to be his old self? Did he really want to deal with all that. Was that any way to live? His mind raced and he frowned turning to face the other now and buried his head in Jono's shoulders. Relished in his closeness. The only person that felt close to right now, or really ever.

[detonation-blvd.livejournal.com]

Jono didn't hesitate, just wrapped his arms tight around the other man and held him as water struck their skin. He ran one hand slowly over Pietro's back, over and over.

[badas-speedster.livejournal.com]

The sensation, the action, everything suddenly made him feel like he wanted to cry. He did his best not to, he'd been breaking day by day but he was trying to refuse himself from snapping but it was too late for that and in a matter of seconds he was crying. Heavy sobs shook his body as he buried his head as much as he could into the other males neck. He hadn't cried since he was a kid. So every tear he'd ever wanted to shed felt like it was boiling over all at once.

He felt alone. Very alone. All he had was Jono now. At one point in time he had had his father in even the sense that he was there but now, Jono was the only thing he had left in the world it felt like and he didn't mean to be clingy and he didn't mean to seem desperate, but he needed Jono now, more then ever before. "Please don't leave."

[detonation-blvd.livejournal.com]

Despair. His old friend. Crushing loneliness, and pain so deep it could never be bled out.

Jonothon held Pietro tightly, more tightly than he probably would if he were trying to consider the other man's injuries. But at that instant, he didn't care. He just wanted to prove he was there.

*I won't leave,* he promised.

[badas-speedster.livejournal.com]

The pushing of skin hurt a little, like the stinging sensation of a burn. But Pietro didn't care. All he cared about was being close to the other.

For the first time in his life when he heard the phrase 'I won't leave' he believed the person saying it. He never believed those words, in any of their forms. But right now, he did and that only caused him to cry harder. But his sobs had changed, from the crushing sadness to almost a relieved sadness. Like a weight being lifted off his soul.

"Thank you."

[detonation-blvd.livejournal.com]

*Yer more than welcome,* Jono said, relaxing his grip a bit. He tipped Pietro's face up with two fingers, and offered him as much of a smile as he was capable of.

*Chin up then, 'ey?*

[badas-speedster.livejournal.com]

The water hit Pietros face as Jono forced his head up, washing away the salty deposits. He nodded slowly and leaned up placing a kiss to the fabric. He knew the other couldn't feel it, he knew it was probably silly, but he had to do it for himself.

"Okay."

[detonation-blvd.livejournal.com]

Jonothon hugged Pietro again, and then reached around him and squeezed his butt.

*There you go. Now wash yer hair already, you git.*

[badas-speedster.livejournal.com]

The ass squeeze caused the smallest of smiles to dance across Pietros lips. The first smile in days, maybe even a month, or so it felt. "Well then give me the soap. Twit."

[detonation-blvd.livejournal.com]

Jono did as he was asked, nuzzling into Pietro's neck before handing the bottle over.

*Mm.*

[badas-speedster.livejournal.com]

Pietro puts a generous amour of soap in his hands before lathering it in. The movement hurts a bit but he takes it slowly as not to tear anything out again. It's amazing just how much you use your upper back and neck muscles without realizing it. When finished with his own hair he begins to lather Jonos. Soft circular motions pushing through black hair.

[detonation-blvd.livejournal.com]

Jono sighs - a soft mental wind. He bends down and nuzzles Pietro once again, getting his hair wet and making soap run into his eyes a bit, which stings.

*I'll help you out, Pietro. However I can.*

[badas-speedster.livejournal.com]

Pietro tries to push the soap out of the others eyes kissing his eyelids. His lips coming back tasting of salt and soap. His hands traveled down to the others waist.

"I know. I believe you. I'll always believe you."

[detonation-blvd.livejournal.com]

*We just 'ave to lay low fer a while. Figure out a plan.*

What plan that would be he has no idea, but he's been told it pays to be optimistic. Besides, Pietro isn't the first mutant to leave the Brotherhood. Wasn't Magneto even a good guy for a while? He seems to remember Jubilee saying something about that. or maybe it was a clone. It's hard to remember, especially with a naked Pietro kissing him.