Bang, Bang [h2ovanoss + more]

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“Dude, did you hear that fucking explosion ealier today?” Luke's eyes are wide with excitement, a huge grin on his face.

Jonathan nods. “Yeah, what even exploded?”

“The old abandoned building. Or one of them, at the very least. There's more than one,” he laughs. “It scared the shit out of me. Woke me up and everything.”

Jonathan looks at Luke for a moment, about to say something when a few scratches and bruises on Luke's body catch his eye. The bruises and scratches are all lazily hid underneath a red jacket, as if he didn't want anyone to see them. Feeling concerned for his friend, Jonathan reaches out to him. “Dude, what the fuck is this? Are you okay?!”

Luke chuckles and pulls away, nodding his head. “Yeah, yeah, I'm fine. Just got into a little play fight with Ryan, no big deal. I thank you for your concern, though.”

Jonathan shrugs off any concern and smiles. “Is he strong? Everyone says he's a good fighter. Care to confirm?”

Luke laughs warmly and smirks. “He's a pretty good fighter, I'll give him that. Not that I'm saying he beat me. He gave me a good run for my money.”

“Hey! Hey Jonathan! Jonathan-” Evan's yelling is cut off by the sound of something a body hitting glass and a loud thump.  

Luke shrieks in surprise and Jonathan laughs nervously. “Hey, Evan… Wh- what the fuck are you doing here? Why are you outside the window?” Jon walks over to the window, beginning to pry it open.

“You let the son of a bitch in here and I'm making fried chicken out of him,” Luke hisses, two fists at his sides and already on fire.

Jonathan grins mischeviously and looks out to Evan. “You like fried chicken, mister owl man?”

“I'm an owl, not a chicken,” is all Evan says as he leaps inside, narrowly dodging the flames that shoot at him and out the window.

“Don't you dare scare people like that,” Luke scolds. “Haven't you ever heard of a goddamn door?! God, I swear if you fucking hurt yourself slamming into our damn window like an idiot I am not helping your feathery ass getting to a healer. Have fun going back out the damn window you ass.”

Evan snickers quietly, hiding a grin behind his hand. “That's okay. Delirious will take me to Craig and Craig will heal me just fine. Isn't that right, Delirious?”

Luke immediately scoffs and crosses his arms, giving Jonathan a stern look. “Jonny, Delirious, buddy ol’ pal, if you really help this stupid bird here I'm gonna slap you silly and turn your liquidy ass into vapor.”

Jonathan feels mildly torn at the situation at hand, especially as Evan winks sweetly at him and gives him a knowing grin. He blushes slightly and turns away, avoiding his stares and instead begins to move towards the door. He didn't have to deal with this. He couldn't deal with this, not if he wasn't in the room!

Luke snickers, all anger gone from his voice as he speaks. “Wow, Jonny, real sweet of you to leave your damn boyfriend alone with me while I'm pissed.”

“He's not my boyfriend! Why the fuck are you supporting him all of a sudden?!” Jonathan is halfway out the door when a small burst of flames in his face makes him stop.

“Come on! I wanna go see the explosion site, please? I can't go alone, though! Boyfriend, come on!” Evan is pouting, Jonathan is sure of it.

He gives in though, turning around with a stern huff and crossing his arms. “Fine. What kind of crazy fucking plan do you have for me, you damn shitty friend? Huh?”