His eyes were always on the move. Scanning every corner of every room, identifying any and everything that could be used in a fight, be it for him or against him. Always profiling people and making mental friends and enemies. It was his strength, but also his weakness. He didn't know if it was because of his job, Vietnam, or something else.
The only thing that could take that away from him was Joyce. No matter how nervous he was, looking into her eyes made the world stop along with time. Everything would melt away as he stared into the depths that were supposedly windows into her soul. Her eyes were like his safe haven. He would stay there forever if he could, searching her eyes for an eternity.
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Jopper Oneshots
FanfictionLittle oneshots I write for fun angst and fluff Short, mostly Feel free to give constructive criticism and leave requests for anything other than smut. swear warning
