𝐀𝐑𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐄; 𝐣𝐢𝐧𝐱 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

Cup 'O Juice

summary: You scold Jinx for trying to drink alcohol, you and her have a moment. Silco, who isn't your biggest fan, calls you a bad influence. But Jinx couldn't care less about what he thought of you
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You two were walking hand in hand through the undercity, though it was more like walking your very excited puppy. Jinx insisted on running off, leading you to pulling her hand in a tight grip. Not that you wouldn't hold her hand anyways, you just weren't really into public affection. It's not like anyone paid attention, you just got shy sometimes.

Jinx continued to run, nearly pulling your arm off in the process. "Taming" her was impossible.

"Jinx." You scolded for what felt like the thousandth time.

"What?" She turned back, giving you those same innocent, puppy eyes, knowing full well she wasn't.

You sighed, deciding you'd deal with a broken arm if it meant she got to enjoy herself and be happy, even if it was just for tonight. That's all you wanted for her, was to be at peace, to be happy.

She decided to take a break from running every few seconds and started swinging your interlocked hands, very aggressively.

"Wanna stop at Jericos to eat, then go to the Drop? Figure we've been walking around long enough."

Jinx's eyes lit up at the mention of Jericos, it was probably her favorite place ever. It was the only place that reminded her of the past but didn't fill her with guilt, only fondness. It was an immediate yes from her.

"Uh, hell yeah! Is that even a question?" She was practically jumping from excitement now.

"Lead the way."

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The Last Drop was empty, closed, which was extremely rare.

It was quiet except for the nice music playing, that was until Jinx started talking to Theorem, or Chuck, as she liked to call him.

Although when you tuned into their conversation, it was one sided. And it sounded more and more like threatening.

"B-but I have to clean- and-"

"Move it loser, or I'll make you wear mouser as a backpack again. And she won't be full of glitter this time."

He started rubbing the glass in his hand faster, wanting to finish cleaning then run, not wanting trouble with Silco. But as soon as she started to pull out her not glitter bomb, he threw the glass to the counter, breaking it in the process, and ran out the drop.

That poor guy. He seemed to get terrorized by your girlfriend every other day.

Jinx jumped onto the counter, leaning back on her hands, staring at you. She looked like a literal angel with her long braids flowing down her shoulders and off the countertop. Her eyes had a mischievous glint and it made butterflies erupt in your stomach. Gosh, the effect she had on you.

"So what'll it be madam?"

"Hm?"

"Drink?"

"Oh uh...water?"

"Boring." She dragged out the word while kicking her legs over the counter, jumping down to the other side. She grabbed two cups and straws from the bottom cupboard, filling yours with water and hers with who knows what.

Speaking of, it almost looked as if she was trying to hide her cup from you. As soon as she finished filling your drink and started working on hers, she turned her back. It made your eyes narrow in suspicion. What could she possibly be filling her cup with?