[MWR] Queer as Folk Quote
[allerdyce_john used with permission of his mun who made a request for injured!Anna. Not binding on any verse. Also, my first time writing John, so any OOCness is all on me.]
"I'm very flattered you should ask, so don't take this the wrong way, but . . . fuck off!"
“Son of a bitch,” she winced, bringing their slow trek down the highway to a stop once again. He glnced over at her, half annoyed, half concerned, and frankly, she really couldn’t blame him. If she had a girl hanging on his shoulder that was bleeding from one of her limbs and not looking all that hot, she would be both worried and annoyed as well.
“We should stop and call a goddamn ambulance,” he said, giving her a look as he shifted his weight to take more of hers.
“And risk you getting picked up by the police? I don’t think so,” she said, giving him a look. “It’s not bleeding that badly.”
“But you’re in pain,” he glared. “Doesn’t that mean anything to you?”
“I’d rather be in pain than responsible for getting the guy who helped me picked up by the cops.”
“Are you fucking serious?”
“Uhh-yeah.”
“Look, kid,” he said, turning slightly to give her a look. “I don’t know what you know about me, but you are bleeding. I’m calling a fucking ambulance.”
“And when the cops come, and arrest you for whatever, you’re just gonna let them do it?” she said, raising an eyebrow slightly. “That I seriously doubt.”
He gave her a grin. “I won’t even be sitting in jail overnight.”
She narrowed her eyes slightly, before giving him a look. “Don’t go and blow someone up,” she said. “I’m not going to let you do it if you start killing people.”
“Those people don’t matter.”
“They may not be mutants but they’re still people,” she said, before pushing herself off him, and starting to try and hobble off in her own direction. He glared at her as she went, before trying to catch up with her.
“What the fuck are you doing?”
“I can’t let you go around killing people,” she said. “Even if they deserve it. Which I’m not saying that they will.”
She could tell John was watching her go, and that theory was more or less confirmed when she heard an exasperated sigh followed by a “You gotta be fucking kidding me.”
“Nope.”
“Anna. Don’t be fucking stupid.”
“John-don’t get me wrong, I like you. And I’m grateful you’re trying to help me out. So when I say this, I mean it with all the respect in the world: get the hell away from me. I can manage, alright?”
There was another long silence, and he sighed heavily again, and she turned back to face him with a frown. He gave her a small grin before shaking his head. “You always this damn stubborn?”
“You have no idea,” she smirked, before her hands started wind milling and flailing for her balance. He moved over to her quickly, sliding an arm around her shoulders and pushing her up again.
“I’m taking you to the hospital.”
“No argument here.”
“In an ambulance.”
“John-”
“I won’t kill anyone if they take me in.”
She pouted slightly again before sighing again and sliding her arm around his shoulders again for support. “Fine.”
He just smirked. “I knew you’d see it my way.”
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"I'm very flattered you should ask, so don't take this the wrong way, but . . . fuck off!"
“Son of a bitch,” she winced, bringing their slow trek down the highway to a stop once again. He glnced over at her, half annoyed, half concerned, and frankly, she really couldn’t blame him. If she had a girl hanging on his shoulder that was bleeding from one of her limbs and not looking all that hot, she would be both worried and annoyed as well.
“We should stop and call a goddamn ambulance,” he said, giving her a look as he shifted his weight to take more of hers.
“And risk you getting picked up by the police? I don’t think so,” she said, giving him a look. “It’s not bleeding that badly.”
“But you’re in pain,” he glared. “Doesn’t that mean anything to you?”
“I’d rather be in pain than responsible for getting the guy who helped me picked up by the cops.”
“Are you fucking serious?”
“Uhh-yeah.”
“Look, kid,” he said, turning slightly to give her a look. “I don’t know what you know about me, but you are bleeding. I’m calling a fucking ambulance.”
“And when the cops come, and arrest you for whatever, you’re just gonna let them do it?” she said, raising an eyebrow slightly. “That I seriously doubt.”
He gave her a grin. “I won’t even be sitting in jail overnight.”
She narrowed her eyes slightly, before giving him a look. “Don’t go and blow someone up,” she said. “I’m not going to let you do it if you start killing people.”
“Those people don’t matter.”
“They may not be mutants but they’re still people,” she said, before pushing herself off him, and starting to try and hobble off in her own direction. He glared at her as she went, before trying to catch up with her.
“What the fuck are you doing?”
“I can’t let you go around killing people,” she said. “Even if they deserve it. Which I’m not saying that they will.”
She could tell John was watching her go, and that theory was more or less confirmed when she heard an exasperated sigh followed by a “You gotta be fucking kidding me.”
“Nope.”
“Anna. Don’t be fucking stupid.”
“John-don’t get me wrong, I like you. And I’m grateful you’re trying to help me out. So when I say this, I mean it with all the respect in the world: get the hell away from me. I can manage, alright?”
There was another long silence, and he sighed heavily again, and she turned back to face him with a frown. He gave her a small grin before shaking his head. “You always this damn stubborn?”
“You have no idea,” she smirked, before her hands started wind milling and flailing for her balance. He moved over to her quickly, sliding an arm around her shoulders and pushing her up again.
“I’m taking you to the hospital.”
“No argument here.”
“In an ambulance.”
“John-”
“I won’t kill anyone if they take me in.”
She pouted slightly again before sighing again and sliding her arm around his shoulders again for support. “Fine.”
He just smirked. “I knew you’d see it my way.”
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