To the states

Chapter 6

It's been two years since you left and Eggsy's still stuck in the same place with his mum. He's proud that you're doing so well, getting more responsibly at work and your pay is going up along with it. Every time he's on the phone with you, listening to you talk about your day and new things that you're working on, he has two thoughts. One, that he's so happy you're flourishing out there, and two, that he hasn't moved an inch. He protected his mum through her pregnancy, then, exactly as he predicted, she was right back on the drugs. Dean still treats everyone like shit except for his new little sister— thank god. She's neglected most of the time, for sure, but Eggsy doesn't know what he would do if Dean tried to hurt that precious baby. So he stays and waits. Because he knows well enough by now that it's only a matter of time.

He knows why he's still here, but it doesn't change the fact that every time you video call from your posh apartment, in your business professional clothes, he feels like he's falling behind. Like you're ascending so far above him that he'll never be able to work his way up to deserving you again.

Of course, you notice that something's off. He knows you would never think a job made you better than him. That's not the kind of person you are and on your way to the top, you've never been condescending or treated him any different. So he shrugs and tells you he's exhausted. Which, he is. But he doesn't think he could handle you feeling any worse for him than you already do. Even though he knows you see through it— you for sure don't expect it— his brash confidence and cheeky personality is all he has going for him right now.

He sighs and gives one last look in the mirror as he tucks his father's medal of valor under his shirt and leaves his room at his mom's beckoning.

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You walk into work, ready for the day, but Ginger's face gives you pause. Yes, you work a serious job and a certain amount of seriousness is required, but you also deal with life and death situations so often, that you don't see that grim expression often anymore.

"What happened."

She presses her lips together before she answers you. "It's nothing with any of the agents, everything here is business as usual."

"Then why do you look like you're about to tell me there's an opening at the table?"

She sighs. "I've been keeping an eye on your mom and boyfriend back home. It's been casual, far away. I didn't involve you because I didn't want you to feel guilty that you were spying on them, or have to keep anything else from them."

"Okay, Ginger, we work for a spy organization, I'm not mad that you turned a kind eye to my family. But you are freaking me out, what happened?"

"I don't know a lot right now, but Eggsy was... speeding is an understatement— he was driving backward in traffic in a bright yellow sports car. She raises a brow. If it wasn't so reckless, it would be impressive. The police were chasing him and he wasn't slowing down until something made him slam on the breaks."

"Oh my god." You let out a breath in disbelief. "What a goddammed idiot."

"That's not all."

"Fuck."

"When the police had him cornered, two young men fled the scene before he put the car into drive and ran headfirst into the police car."

"What?" You let out a shaky breath. You don't even know what to do. You're dating an idiot. Full-blown, complete, goddammed, mother fucking, idiot. What the fuck is he doing? Is this another last-ditch attempt to get away from Dean? Should you be worried about him more than you already are? Bright yellow car. You remember him telling you about Dean's goons and their car they go flaunting themselves about in. Did he steal it on top of everything? "Ginger, I have no idea what to do with that information."