~𝒪𝓊𝓉𝑒𝓇 𝒷𝒶𝓃𝓀𝓈~
I never knew it could feel so good to be somebody's Star
John b x OC
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I sat in the passenger seat, legs curled up, tracing my thumb over the cleaned up amulet while John b drove. The setting sun bounced gold across the sky.
"Wow, John b. Pretty opulent engagement gift." I tease, holding it up.
He glances over. "Do you like it?" He asks
"Well, it's no bandana." I smirk "It's shiny though. I'm....kinda a shiny person. Maybe more like...woodly, vintage, found in a crate type, you know?" I said
"Surprisingly, I expect nothing less from you Stella Cameron" he laughs
"Stella Routledge." I say proudly, lifting my hand. "I am married, you know- but... oh no. Nothing to show for it" I wiggle my empty finger.
"Okay, okay" he laughs harder
"What's wrong with this picture? Guess we'll never know" I shrug
He goes quiet for a beat. "How about when we get the 50K for this little doohickey, then we uh we get you a ring?" He says
"JB, you know I'm joking. I don't need one. I know im married. That's what matters" I said
"No. We're gonna get a real one. What do you think?" He asks
I look at him. He's serious. And so stupidly sweet.
"....Okay, deal" I smiled
He fake spits on his hand and holds it out.
I lick mine dramatically and shake.
"Ah the old spit shake" he laughs as we pull up to the building.
"All right. Let's do this" John b says, hopping out.
"Let's go translate some Arabic" I say, grabbing the amulet and jumping out beside him.
A man is sweeping the porch. He gives us a suspicious once over.
"Prayers not for another hour" he says
"Sorry?" I ask
"If you're here to make an offer on the place, just turn right around cause I'm not selling." He said.
"Oh no. Actually we came to ask for your help with something." I said
"Yeah uh you used to know my father back in the day. Big John Routledge" John b adds
The man freezes. "Oh. Sorry to hear what happened to your father." He says
"Thank you" John b murmurs.
The man turns away, then gestures for us to follow.
Inside, I pull out a cloth and cover my hair out of respect- it feels quiet in here, like even the walls whisper.
We sit. I hand him the amulet.
"Oh yes, Kufic. Nobody's used this for hundreds of years." He says immediately.
