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Lazy Day
AN: I got scheduled to work closing shifts and wrote this to wind down for the night! I have a longer, more interesting piece coming soon!!! Ep 3 broke my heart for Jordan I want them to be happy.
CW: fluff, swearing, mention of The Deep, No beta. Could be read for AMAB or AFAB Jordan, I’m still ironing out the kinks of writing for a bigender character with that power
WC: 0.4K
You pull your hand out of Jordan's hair to grab your highlighter for a passage in Deeper. Satisfied with the yellow splotch you made on the page you cap your highlighter and bring your hand back down. The angle is awkward for you though. Your back is resting on Jordan's headboard and your legs are splayed to accommodate Jordan resting against you. Their back is pressed against your stomach, slouching because of the support you provide. Property Brothers play on their laptop for the two of you.
You’re not really watching, just happy to spend time with them and try to get caught up on your class readings.
“Babe, are you even seeing this floorplan?” Jordan asks.
You tear your eyes from your book for a second, just enough to see the camera switch from the spare bedroom to the loft.
“Yeah, it's something.” you say, trying to find your spot on the page instead of caring about the plans for an entertainment station on the upper floor of the house.
“It’s shit. Wait, are you even watching?”
“Mhmm.” you hum in response, removing your hand from their hair again to flip the page.
You barely feel Jordan lean their head fully against your chest. What you do feel is them twisting your wrist holding The Deep’s autobiography. You slide your thumb between the pages to keep your spot so you can give all your attention to Jordan.
“You’re seriously reading that?”
“It’s homework.” you reply.
“For an acting class.” They shoot back.
“It’s actually a class on coming back from a setback in media.” you correct.
“I don’t know why you're even taking it,” they say, pressing the space bar of their laptop to play the show, relaxing against you once again.
“I needed an extra credit. My courses got fucked last year because someone didn't want me in Brink’s class.” You both know you’re talking about Jordan but you don’t have any venom in your words.
There’s also no venom in the middle finger Jordan flips you, their eyes still trained on the laptop. You huff out a laugh and bend forward to kiss their hair.
“You’re so fucking rude.” you laugh.
“You love it."
You do, probably more than they know.
what was more culturally significant? the renaissance or the wild republic yutyrannus plush
they all care about him so much and it hurts that he's surprised each time
Mammon Fell purely so he wouldn't be separated from Lucifer and Lucifer doesn't even know. He's still Bamboozled by the fact his brothers would stick with him through thick or thin, that they love him so fiercly no matter how much they fight, the same way he loves them
Traumatised Tragic Old Man who keeps hurting himself for the people he loves and is shocked each time they react negatively to it because he has willingly made himself into their Villain to protect them from threats that no longer exist, but that previous trauma insist are still present, and so now he thinks it's only fair that they all hate him, while simultaneously not realising the extent to which his actions and words have actually hurt them - so the same way that seeing the evidence of their continued love towards him still shocks him, seeing the evidence of the persisting hurt he caused them also shocks him