It means best friends forever. [ Saying it out loud makes her feel almost juvenile, like she's stepped back into her early teens, faintly embarrassed. ]
And we don't exactly have to worry about getting robbed blind around here. Not that anyone anywhere would bother stealing these things. They're cheap, usually just some flimsy bit of metal that looks cute for a week before it tarnishes. [ She shrugs. ] I've seen girls braid friendship bracelets, too, but I've never figured out how to do it.
Oh. [ she says after getting some clarity and she nods slowly—her cheek brushing against her friend's chest. ] Are you sure you want me to be your forever?
[ ... that came out way more intimate than she hoped, and a small hint of red bleaches across her freckles over the misinterpretation. but jinx is hoping sharon will know what she actually meant by that. ]
Do you think I'd just bring shit up without being sure? [ Her voice stays steady, even as a gentler note threads through it. ] I like you, Jinx. And I don't see that changing any time soon.
[ She can't see the future, can't predict what Sleep might twist or what the world might strip from them next, but none of that changes the truth sitting warm and solid in her chest. Jinx has made herself at home in her heart, and that space can't be occupied by anyone else—not anymore. ]
[ if sharon's goal is to see how beet red she can get her under thirty minutes, she well succeeded in that because it's telling all over her face, her ears, and the tip of her shoulders. still, she smiles even with her heart quickening—the good kind of fluttering that makes her want to sprint out of bed in excitement. ] I like you too, Sharon.
[ and she lifts her hand to extend out her azure colored pinky, grinning. ]
Pinky promise to forever no matter what?
[ who knows what the future will bring for them, whether they will be until they grow old and grey, both returning to their rightful realms, or... the scariest outcome... they break up. but whatever happens, jinx hopes they continue to stay friends in some shape or form. ]
[ Sharon has never managed to fluster anyone the way she does Jinx, and it warms her more than she likes to admit. And hearing Jinx say it out loud, I like you too, hits different. It's always been obvious, sure, practically baked into their tether, but having the words spoken aloud? She likes that. She likes the certainty.
She hooks her pinky around Jinx's and gives it a soft squeeze, as if closing a pact between them. ] Forever is a long time, you know that? I'm pretty sure you'll be sick of me way before then.
[ Still, there's no real danger in a pinky promise. Not between them. ]
Pffft, fat chance. Do you know how many times I've hurled in the pot since I've been here?
[ she releases her friend's pinky and then shifts slyly so her leg can clip around one of hers underneath the blanket. if sharon needs to go anywhere, jinx is not going to let her go anytime soon with the way she has her locked in. ]
If I can handle... bleh, spaghettiOs, then I can stomach you.
[ Jinx pins her leg in place, and Sharon can't help the small smile that curls up, something warm and private, but it falters the instant Jinx slanders the tomato-soaked pasta in a can. ]
Hey, I love spaghettios! Sure, they're not great straight from the can, but warm them up, throw in a little salt and pepper, maybe some powdered parm, and they're delicious. [ Her mock outrage is unmistakable, followed by a muttered: ] Next you'll tell me you hate boxed mac and cheese.
Aaaah... [ she nods slowly, soaking in the information but then says:] —So that's why your breath smells like a dead frog's ass after it's been roasted under the sun for a week.
[ the bluenette rolls off her friend's chest and settles herself against the cozy pillow, mischief curling in her smile. ]
That kiss had a real hop to it, really got my brain swimming in the swamp.
[ Sharon stares hard at Jinx with a narrowed gaze before she shoves her. ] Keep talking like that, and that'll be the last kiss you get from me. [ Amusement slips into her tone, eradicating any potential threat in her words. ] You have to accept me when I've got dead frog's ass, garlic, or fresh mint breath, bitch.
[ when shoved, jinx reels back to her but opens her mouth wide to playfully bite on sharon's shoulder. there's absolutely no pain when her teeth meet the fabric of her sleepwear, and she remains herself there until she does something about it.
childish? yes. stupid? yes. but she'll do it if it'll get a laugh out of her. all the while, her leg stays lock with hers lovingly despite how she's behaving right now. ]
[ Jinx leans in and sinks her teeth softly into Sharon's shoulder, playful as anything. The surprise flickers across Sharon's face before she laughs under her breath. With her free hand, she reaches over and gently pinches Jinx's nose shut.
[ what a bold move! she gags and lets go of her friend's shoulder and quickly ducks her entire body underneath the blanket. she is obviously fine; there's no real damage to what just transpire, but that doesn't mean she won't be dramatic about it. ]
[ Jinx's reaction pulls a bright laugh out of her. ] Oh, come on, BiteyMcGee. If you're gonna bite me, expect retaliation. [ She says as she pats the Jinx-shaped lump tucked beneath the blankets. ]
[ do you hear that sharon? the silence? because she is staying as still and quiet as the dead underneath those blankets. is she angry? did she magically fell asleep? ]
[ Sharon keeps patting, harder and harder, until it borders on shaking her outright. When that still earns no response, she ducks beneath the blanket, wriggling in awkwardly to angle herself closer, her leg still hopelessly tangled with Jinx's.
It's stuffy under there, uncomfortably warm, smelling unmistakably of Jinx. ]
I took your breath away, huh? [ Deadpan and smug all at once. Apparently, she's got terrible jokes too. ]
[ her voice high-pitched and raspy on purpose to mimic a crusty old mage. jinx wiggles her fingers towards sharon's direction; tiny flakes of snow drizzle between them to make the heat underneath the covers not as unbearable. ]
[ Sharon lets out a quiet snort at the sound of the voice, rolling her eyes where no one can see. She feels the temperature change as the snowflakes dissolve in the warmth. It's pleasant, even if it's still stuffy. ]
'tis I, a knight, come to suffocate alongside a cranky hermit.
[ she exclaims, keeping her fingers moving so the temperature won't rise. ]
I am not a cranky hermit, but a wounded one. I fought many battles, my dear, and I've come here to rest.
Alas, the nights have been long and cold and I surely will die in this cave, but I've done all my duties in life, so the reaper I'll welcome with open arms.
Why, I could take care of those wounds, make your nights warmer, and provide you a new duty if you would welcome me with open arms. [ Her voice takes on a curling, flirtatious note as she reaches for Jinx's wiggling fingers to lace their hands together. ]
[ she hums carefully as if she is genuinely considering her offer with their fingers coiling into one. and when she speaks, it's just as low and just as seductive. ]
Tempting... Are you sure you want to get tangled up with me? I'm pretty villainous, you know. I might smother you in your sleep or rob you blind.
Then I would gladly die poor. Who wouldn't give up life and riches for one night with you? [ Sharon leans into the dramatics. There were plenty of nights where she daydreamed beneath her blankets, adventurous scenarios playing out in her head, but rarely did they ever go this route. ] Even the most villainous deserve love.
[ heat blooms across her freckled cheeks, and she pitches her eyes away to glance down at their hands before giving it a gentle squeeze. ]
Boy... you've got me stumped.
[ a sheepish chuckle, biting her lower lip in an extremely poor attempt to keep herself from grinning like an idiot. to have a special someone like this does sound lovely, to have a person to call her own to love, cherish, and care for.
and it's nice to know that somebody out here in this cruel world believes she deserves love—even if jinx believes sharon's view on that is way too hopeful. she isn't right for anyone—too messy, too impulsive, too... wrong and different. but it is a little nice to play pretend underneath the blanket with her, to play this role of the most luckiest girl in the world who is surrounded by family, friends, and a soul mate. ]
[ Satisfaction coils hot along the tether, an indulgent curl, like some well-fed cat lapping milk from a saucer. It purrs there, heavy and pleased. Sharon likes this feeling. She is good at this, at finding the cracks in Jinx's armor, the places where confidence wears thin and something softer peeks through.
She tugs Jinx's hand closer and leans in to press a kiss to their knuckles. ]
Guess so. [ Cocky as shit, the satisfaction still humming between them. ]
[ out of all of their little moments together, it's the kiss to her knuckles that seems to really do her in. her face is beet red now, and she scurries her head out of the blanket as if to portray her lungs are crying for air (and they are), and not due to her mind getting bristled with girlish thoughts.
sure, sharon was just pretending to be a knight, and jinx was going along with it, but did her friend have to press hard into the chivalry? because it's jumpstarting her heart to believe that she is extremely important versus just... plain important. and she is definitely not that, right? still, she keeps her hand knotted with sharon's, only jerking her head away to glance at the wall behind her to hide her obvious smittenness. ]
[ Jinx slips out from beneath the covers to the sound of Sharon's laughter, bright and unrestrained. Sharon follows after, drawing in a deep breath of the cool, fresh air as she does. Her smile is wide and unapologetically toothy, edging into outright braggadocio, their fingers still tightly interlocked. ]
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And we don't exactly have to worry about getting robbed blind around here. Not that anyone anywhere would bother stealing these things. They're cheap, usually just some flimsy bit of metal that looks cute for a week before it tarnishes. [ She shrugs. ] I've seen girls braid friendship bracelets, too, but I've never figured out how to do it.
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[ ... that came out way more intimate than she hoped, and a small hint of red bleaches across her freckles over the misinterpretation. but jinx is hoping sharon will know what she actually meant by that. ]
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[ She can't see the future, can't predict what Sleep might twist or what the world might strip from them next, but none of that changes the truth sitting warm and solid in her chest. Jinx has made herself at home in her heart, and that space can't be occupied by anyone else—not anymore. ]
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[ and she lifts her hand to extend out her azure colored pinky, grinning. ]
Pinky promise to forever no matter what?
[ who knows what the future will bring for them, whether they will be until they grow old and grey, both returning to their rightful realms, or... the scariest outcome... they break up. but whatever happens, jinx hopes they continue to stay friends in some shape or form. ]
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She hooks her pinky around Jinx's and gives it a soft squeeze, as if closing a pact between them. ] Forever is a long time, you know that? I'm pretty sure you'll be sick of me way before then.
[ Still, there's no real danger in a pinky promise. Not between them. ]
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[ she releases her friend's pinky and then shifts slyly so her leg can clip around one of hers underneath the blanket. if sharon needs to go anywhere, jinx is not going to let her go anytime soon with the way she has her locked in. ]
If I can handle... bleh, spaghettiOs, then I can stomach you.
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Hey, I love spaghettios! Sure, they're not great straight from the can, but warm them up, throw in a little salt and pepper, maybe some powdered parm, and they're delicious. [ Her mock outrage is unmistakable, followed by a muttered: ] Next you'll tell me you hate boxed mac and cheese.
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[ the bluenette rolls off her friend's chest and settles herself against the cozy pillow, mischief curling in her smile. ]
That kiss had a real hop to it, really got my brain swimming in the swamp.
[ terrible puns. ]
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childish? yes. stupid? yes. but she'll do it if it'll get a laugh out of her. all the while, her leg stays lock with hers lovingly despite how she's behaving right now. ]
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Naughty, naughty, Jinx! ]
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It's stuffy under there, uncomfortably warm, smelling unmistakably of Jinx. ]
I took your breath away, huh? [ Deadpan and smug all at once. Apparently, she's got terrible jokes too. ]
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[ her voice high-pitched and raspy on purpose to mimic a crusty old mage. jinx wiggles her fingers towards sharon's direction; tiny flakes of snow drizzle between them to make the heat underneath the covers not as unbearable. ]
Speak and have a sharp tongue about it.
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'tis I, a knight, come to suffocate alongside a cranky hermit.
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[ she exclaims, keeping her fingers moving so the temperature won't rise. ]
I am not a cranky hermit, but a wounded one. I fought many battles, my dear, and I've come here to rest.
Alas, the nights have been long and cold and I surely will die in this cave, but I've done all my duties in life, so the reaper I'll welcome with open arms.
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Tempting... Are you sure you want to get tangled up with me? I'm pretty villainous, you know. I might smother you in your sleep or rob you blind.
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Boy... you've got me stumped.
[ a sheepish chuckle, biting her lower lip in an extremely poor attempt to keep herself from grinning like an idiot. to have a special someone like this does sound lovely, to have a person to call her own to love, cherish, and care for.
and it's nice to know that somebody out here in this cruel world believes she deserves love—even if jinx believes sharon's view on that is way too hopeful. she isn't right for anyone—too messy, too impulsive, too... wrong and different. but it is a little nice to play pretend underneath the blanket with her, to play this role of the most luckiest girl in the world who is surrounded by family, friends, and a soul mate. ]
Guess that's settled then.
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She tugs Jinx's hand closer and leans in to press a kiss to their knuckles. ]
Guess so. [ Cocky as shit, the satisfaction still humming between them. ]
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sure, sharon was just pretending to be a knight, and jinx was going along with it, but did her friend have to press hard into the chivalry? because it's jumpstarting her heart to believe that she is extremely important versus just... plain important. and she is definitely not that, right? still, she keeps her hand knotted with sharon's, only jerking her head away to glance at the wall behind her to hide her obvious smittenness. ]
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It seems I've stolen her tongue and her heart.
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