John

[silverhand_johnny]

Johnny had been busy entertaining Kerry, who was only in town for two more days, but Johnny had convinced to go enjoy a day of being a tourist on his own today. He loved the fucker, would miss him when he fucked back off to New York, but- He also could only deal with that love-sick puppy-dog gaze for so long. He needed a break- And to grab a couple of shirts he'd left at John's

"Open up, choom. I just need to grab my shit," he said as he knocked. Though it wasn't John who opened the door- It was some dinky looking twink in desperate need of a haircut.

"You're not the man who brings the fried fish," Fawn noted, tilting his head and leaning in to give Johnny a curious sniff.

"Who the actual fuck are you, and what middle school did John steal you from?" Johnny asked flatly.

"I am fawn, I don't go to school. ...I like your arm, it's shiny," the fae noted, reaching to touch it- Only to be lightly swatted away by Johnny.

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[silverhand_johnny]

"...Right, that's not weird," Johnny replied.

[petty_dabbler]

"Did you see him? Can you blame me?" he asked with a smug bit of a grin. "It's kind of nice to feel irresistible."

[silverhand_johnny]

"Yeah, I saw him you dirty old fuck," Johnny snorted.

[petty_dabbler]

"Hey now. Mr. dirty old fuck to the likes of you," he chuckled. He couldn't argue. Johnny was right.

[silverhand_johnny]

"How old is he anyway? He's so damn short," Johnny noted.

[petty_dabbler]

"Young for a faerie but probably older than I am," he shrugged. "Who knows. They're all forever young and beautiful."

[silverhand_johnny]

"You're not worried you'll snap him in half?" Johnny asked, pulling a face.

[petty_dabbler]

"He's a lot stronger than he looks, and I'm trying to get him not to scratch and bite..."

He took another sip.

"He's wild. He was around people, sometimes, but...hmm. He can defend himself."

[silverhand_johnny]

"Your life is fucking weird, choom," Johnny replied simply.

[petty_dabbler]

"Don't I know it," he snorted. "And the cherry on top is there's something coming. Something from below. And that's all I've got to go on."

[silverhand_johnny]

"You know, I'm no quitter, but you could say fuck it and run of to Hawaii with your twink and just let London burn, man."

[petty_dabbler]

"Mate, that is so tempting, " John said. "But the boys pulling the strings would never let that happen."

[silverhand_johnny]

"Guess you're fucked then," Johnny laughed.

[petty_dabbler]

"At least the beer's good," he replied, draining his glass.