My badwrong 'ship, let me show you it...
She hasn't been onscreen in ages (I think the actress has been sick or something), but Johnny and Ethan *still* love them some Kristina. It does my filthy little heart good to see that.
As such, here's some drabble-age!
They protect Kristina instinctively. Silent agreements made with shared glances over her head, hushed discussions over a couple of beers. "She's a sweet kid," Johnny says. "She deserves better," Ethan murmurs. They tiptoe around her father's crimes, pretend they don't routinely take out his thugs. They talk about movies and school and therapy and what she wants to be when she grows up… which only makes her roll her eyes and scoff, "Like *you're* so old?"
They shield her as much as they can. Except when she's lying between them in bed, naked and willing and beautiful. The one thing Johnny and Ethan can't do is save her from *them*. Because they're selfish that way: wanting to trace the curve of her hip, inhale the scent of her skin, and feel her innocence brush against their cynicism.
She's a sweet kid who deserves better.
And she's been guarding their hearts.
As such, here's some drabble-age!
They protect Kristina instinctively. Silent agreements made with shared glances over her head, hushed discussions over a couple of beers. "She's a sweet kid," Johnny says. "She deserves better," Ethan murmurs. They tiptoe around her father's crimes, pretend they don't routinely take out his thugs. They talk about movies and school and therapy and what she wants to be when she grows up… which only makes her roll her eyes and scoff, "Like *you're* so old?"
They shield her as much as they can. Except when she's lying between them in bed, naked and willing and beautiful. The one thing Johnny and Ethan can't do is save her from *them*. Because they're selfish that way: wanting to trace the curve of her hip, inhale the scent of her skin, and feel her innocence brush against their cynicism.
She's a sweet kid who deserves better.
And she's been guarding their hearts.