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http://archiveofourown.org/works/4350680 - Must be Tuesday, the next Tuesday
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Like nothing happened.
It drives him crazy.
Sinestro just goes back to his arrogant self, barking orders and insulting anything that moves within an inch of it's life. Including Hal.
It's like he doesn't even remember how close they got in that cave, the way he kissed him and ran his fingers through his hair and stared into his eyes so intensely Hal's pretty sure that's what made him lose it.
But fine, it's not like Hal wanted to have sex with him. He definitely didn't want to have the memory of how Sinestro felt inside of him burned inside his mind. So, whatever. If he wants to pretend it never happened, Hal is totally, one hundred percent down with that ( ... )
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Favourite bits!:
and stared into his eyes so intensely Hal's pretty sure that's what made him lose it.
THEY'RE IN LUUUUUUUURVE. <3
He definitely didn't want to have the memory of how Sinestro felt inside of him burned inside his mind.
Nnngh.
"You mean I don't want to wrap my legs around you and let you fuck me up against this wall until I scream?"
NNNGH.
"I've never felt anything as incredible as being inside of you."
NNNNNNNNGH, BUT ALSO AWWWWWWW MY HEART. <3333
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Jason wraps his arms around himself and ducks his head out of the wind. He’d forgotten his jacket when he’d stormed out of the apartment earlier, hadn’t realized it until he got two blocks away and now he feels like his fucking fingers are going to fall off.
He stops on the corner of a liquor store and a diner to check his pockets for his smokes, but apparently he left those back at home too. Fuck everything.
“Bit chilly, isn’t it?” He hears someone say behind him and Jason closes his eyes, resisting the urge to clench his fists by his side. He so isn’t in the mood to deal with this shit right now.
“Look,” he breathes out and turns to face the guy. “I’m not --”
Jason’s words just kind of dissolve in his mouth as soon as he sees the guy, bundled up in a thick, wool peacoat and a scarf, looking like something that just walked out of fucking GQ. He definitely doesn’t look like he belongs on this side of town, but he doesn’t have that creepiness about him like most of the rich fucks who ( ... )
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WHY AM I SO ATTRACTED TO THAT. oh wait cuz it's Bruce :p
“No,” he says. “I think you kinda like your tires where they are.”
:DDDDD
*screeeeeeeeches* goddamnit I love them so much. JUST. SO MUCH. Bruce is an actual PERFECT human here, and I kind of love that their first encounter isn't about sex or anything but they're still so into ech other. Gosh. I AM HAVING SUCH A LOT OF FEELINGS WRITE ME A MILLION MORE PAGES OF THIS. I mean. Thank you, bb <3333
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