Date me, and I'll be your EXCLUSIVE pain in the neck.

[knitsock]

I'D DATE THAT.

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● others will be forced encouraged to admit to whether or not they'd date/find your character attractive/fall in love/if your character is their type.
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[unimpaired]

[ John knows she's capable. It's what helps him sleep at night knowing she's not like other people. She was more alike than he wanted to admit to at times -- the parts where the job was similar and the risks just as weighted. That people like them were on borrowed time and time moved faster more than not. He means the risks that you can't come back from. John would deny any evidence of that and first believe he'd be the one standing over those who came after him and what was his. It wasn't a choice for him or something to ever consider.

Still he'd be her shadow. When she was and wasn't expecting him he'd be there to protect her when she couldn't have eyes. When she was in a state of rest or overwhelmed by numbers, he'd come for her. He always would.

She's cute like this and he can't help but smile at her. John approaches, still tentative but with silent permission. He's careful at first, putting a hand to her cheek as he dips in to kiss her, soft yet purposefully. On the lips before grazing her mouth to apply more pressure. He breathes against her as he transitions into something more meaningful and complicated. It's his answer as much as he plans to verbally do so. There's a moment between where he parts, but only to fill the words where they're needed. With a look into her eyes that says he's present. ]

I'm not thinking about anyone else, Jill. You're the one I want to be with.

[ He affectionately strokes her cheek with his thumb both sincerely and finding something to do with his hands while he waits. ]

[torsion]

[ It meant she was a different kind of target at times, but she'd live that life without him in it, anyway. She understood that he had different kinds of risks, some she didn't necessarily approve of, but she wasn't going to tell him how to live his life or what to do, as long as he didn't end up on the wrong side of the BSAA with bioterrorism, then things could be just peachy.

He probably thinks that he's got a leg-up on her, that he'd watch over her. He would, of course, but Jill would do the same for him if given the opportunity. She'd give him shelter -- including at BSAA HQ -- and she'd join him if she was needed, if he asked. She'd do it even if he didn't, but that also meant keeping a finger on the pulse of what he did and that wasn't always easy to do. He kept her in the dark, but she understood why. Some of it was part of a contract, the rest for safety; she did the same with him, too.

Permission is instantly granted with how she eases into his touch, faintly leaning against his hand. The kiss isn't fully expected, but it also doesn't take her off-guard. Rather, she responds in kind and presses forward, her nose almost getting in the way until she tilts her head to the side better. It manipulates the hand on her cheek, but she doesn't motion to part until he does, her heart beating just a little faster as they lock eyes. ]

I just needed to hear it. It's only fair that I offer you the same: it's only you that I want to be with. I'll always be honest with you -- I always have, after all.