H/n- Hero name
Y/n/n- Your Nickname
Y/n- Your name
L/n- Last name
Etc.
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Prompt: Y/N is a responsible, calm-headed hero who happens to live and care about the Outlaws. After an argument with Jason about his wellbeing, Y/n takes on a "bounty" mission that might spark a new love interest with Y/n and aLOT of jealousy with Jason and the new mystery boy.
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"OH,...MY GOD. Seriously!? The living room?!" I say in disgust.
Scattered everywhere in the living room where hookers, liquors, panties, and... oh god... condems, condems EVERY F*CKING WHERE. I see Kor'i and Roy are in the mix, the smell of sex and alcohol engulfed the room as if it were a type of global warming.
"Jesus Christ, I'm bleeding to death and the last Fucking thing I'm going to smell is cheap sex and taste is vomit..." Jason mumbled.
"Hang in there Jay" I whisper.
Jason is currently bleeding to death and is basically being carried ,because of all the wounds.
I give Jay a pocket-sized gas mask and some how manage to push through the pile of 'garbage', while still putting Jason on my bed carefully and gracefully.
My damage isn't near as bad as Jason's, but that doesn't mean it still isn't bad.
I was finishing up on Jason as my vision started getting blurry. I caught myself and finished cleaning Jason up. I lay him down, cover him with blankets, and put a cloth on his forhead.
Once he is situated, I sit next to him and give myself the same treatment.
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I finish patching myself up and set up a place I the floor to rest.
*Time skip*
I wake up about ,according to my phone, a day and half later. Jason is still sleeping, but has dishes with evidence of eaten food, at least I know he's alright. I quietly tip-toe out the room to get myself breakfast. I shut the door behind me and see the hookers and gone, alot of the smell and garbage is gone is well. There are still 1 or 2 things here and there, but alot better from when I fell asleep.
"Y/N/N IS AWAKE" yelled Kor'i as she took me into a bearhug.
"ow, kor'i ... can't ...breath" I gasp.
"Oh! Apologies!" Kor'i says as she releases her grip. Not long after Roy comes in the room and says "Y/N/N! I missed you! How'd the mission go? Are you and Jay ok? Oh ya, sorry you had to come home to the house looking like that. Are you hungry? What do want to eat?"
"Roy, your the best, but,please stop talking." I say as I grip my head becaus of the excruciating headache.
"I think I'm going to need some fresh air, I'll go pick up some IHOP, ok? Stay here and take care of Jay for me please." I say as I leave the apartment and wave them farewell.
*Time skip*
After I picked up the IHOP, I need to pick up my 'special child'. Or in other words my specially designed (gift) knife I 'received' from one of the missions.
Say hello to...
....The Jagdkommando Integral Tri-Dagger Fixed Blade Knife.
One of the deadliest knifes on the planet, one stab from this bad boy, it takes a team of surgeons to fix it. Ik, cool right?
I walk back home, IHOP in hand, walk through the door, sit it on the table, take out my knife and marvel it.
"Y/n, didn't your parents tell you not to bring toys to the dinner table?" A voice said behind you.
I turn to see Jason staggering and putting all his weight on the walls/counters.
"JASON! You need to be on bed! How do you feel?" I tell him.
"Y/n/n I'm fine and I'm not stealing your bed from you again."
"It's not stealing if I gave it to you to use, and yes you do, you can barely stand on your own. Come on."
I carefully force Jason back onto the bed, "Seriously Y/n!? I'm not a baby!"
"I know that, babies are smarter than you at this point, at least they would know when someone was just trying to help them."
"I never asked for your help-"
"I know that too, You also never asked me to join this team, or stitch you up, or take care of you when your on the verge of dieing, or get you IHOP, or help you when your sick, or put you in my bed so you'd heal faster. You didn't ask me for any of those Jason, I did it because I wanted too, because I wanted to help you, Roy, and Kor'i, because they are my friends and I love them. You would think someone (like you) would just at least appreciate a little of that kindness, but instead I get complaints on helping people." I give Jason his favorite waffles.
"Here's your waffles Jason, I hope there good enough for you."
I walk out of the room, past the eavesdropping Kor'i and Roy, and out the apartment. I also
just noticed that when I was talking to Jason, I didn't raise my voice, or cry, I was dull and monotone. Huh, weird. Its like I'm almost used to it, not good...
