Wednesday's Child is Full of Woe

[evil_little_dog]

I hope your Wednesday isn't full of woe! evil_little_dog here, for my third day of hosting.

Today's theme is Post Canon. Your prompts should be for future fic if your fandom is ongoing, or for what you might want to have happened, if your canon is fixed.

The rules remain the same:

• No more than five prompts in a row
• No more than three prompts in the same fandom

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[daria234]

"I told you it wasn't much," Jack said as they walked into the tiny cabin in the woods.

"It's great. Thanks for letting me, you know," David said.

Jack gave a tired smile. "I guess us ruined men got to stick together."

"I'll take the floor," David said, setting down on the wooden floor next to the small cot.

"Do you want to?" Jack asked, and David almost missed the question.

"Not really.... I mean, I've been running so long I... I haven't been with anyone in more than a year." He looked up at Jack, waiting for a smirk, for mockery.

Jack knelt beside him, ran his hand over David's shoulder, almost too soft to feel, nothing like the sharp power David had always imagined; in his fantasies, Jack would always make him feel like prey.

David leaned in, kissed him, tried to keep steady, tried not to seem desperate as Jack slipped a warm hand up his shirt, calloused fingers against his stomach, then chest.

"Don't worry," Jack said, and for a second his cool confidence almost sounded like his old, sleazy-charm self. "We're both alone."

David cupped Jack's jaw, ran a thumb against his lower lip. "No, we're not."

[likewinning]

This is lovely, thank you! I miss their dynamic so much.

[daria234]

thank you!