- Experienced Jessica Jones
- Bi interpretation
- Mostlt 616 based, with small divergences
It didn't make it hurt any less.
"I see him on weekends, when I pick up Dani."
He had almost forgot about the whole thing between her and Luke. A pause, he searches for words.
" ... Have you talked to him? At all?"
"Yeah, well. If you figure out an answer for how to actually talk to people again after being in a long-term relationship, let me know. I'm not much better."
It didn't make it hurt any less.
"I see him on weekends, when I pick up Dani."
"Yeah, well. If you figure out an answer for how to actually talk to people again after being in a long-term relationship, let me know. I'm not much better."
He chuckled softly –– lightly biting the inside of his cheek.
"When you've been committed to a long term relationship like I have, you ... uh –– kinda lose all charisma," A beat. "Funnily enough."
She pushed all those hurt feelings deep down. She respected Peter too much to let that hurt affect the friendship. But it still hurt.
"I'm having trouble seeing evidence of that."
"Yeah, well. If you figure out an answer for how to actually talk to people again after being in a long-term relationship, let me know. I'm not much better."
"My office is always open for you, Jess."
"Yeah." She said, tone even. "Maybe."
She pushed all those hurt feelings deep down. She respected Peter too much to let that hurt affect the friendship. But it still hurt.
"I'm having trouble seeing evidence of that."
Him and his big mouth.
Let it die.
" ... Man. I used to be 𝙨𝙤 much better at talking to women than this."
"It was a long time ago, Parker." She replied, pushing an edge into her voice, one that wasn't natural, and more protective. "Best to just let it die there."
She pushed all those hurt feelings deep down. She respected Peter too much to let that hurt affect the friendship. But it still hurt.
"I'm having trouble seeing evidence of that."
"It was a long time ago, Parker." She replied, pushing an edge into her voice, one that wasn't natural, and more protective. "Best to just let it die there."
Most memories seem foggy and almost dreamlike.
"All I really 𝗿𝗲𝗺𝗲𝗺𝗯𝗲𝗿 was you watching me." A beat. "A 𝗹𝗼𝘁. Honestly, if I never knew you had a crush on me ... "
He stops himself. Yikes.
" ... N –– Not that you were, y'know, uh ... "
Shit.
"It was a long time ago, Parker." She replied, pushing an edge into her voice, one that wasn't natural, and more protective. "Best to just let it die there."
After a pause, she looked away, moving a strand of hair out of her face. "Do you... not remember me?" She asked. -
He chuckled softly — he glanced at her, almost eyeing her.
She was almost impossible to read as a person — he could never quite tell when she was being sarcastic, snarky or just bitter.
“I, uh, actually almost ran into you a couple times —>
After a pause, she looked away, moving a strand of hair out of her face. "Do you... not remember me?" She asked. -
His expression drops –– only slightly. A small frown.
Regret? Guilt? Nobody could tell with Peter Parker.
"I wasn't exactly, y'know, the nicest person back then ...
... If I met you back then, maybe –– "
He trails off, a sigh.
In another life.
Another life.
"Yeah, well." She huffed out. "Much rather the reunion be you over all the others. You were a fuck up, but at least you didn't call me coma girl, so you get points for that.
An eyebrow quirked. "You've seen Flash?" She asked, surprised. "I'm sorry for your loss."
Ah. When she was -
He glances at her, a soft smile.
" ... It's nice to see you, though, Jess.
I don't think I've really talked to anyone from Midtown other than ... well, Flash and Liz."
Now, it was her turn to pause.
"Still weird, though." She muttered. "Tentacles and shit."
An eyebrow quirked. "You've seen Flash?" She asked, surprised. "I'm sorry for your loss."
Ah. When she was -
Now, it was her turn to pause.
"Still weird, though." She muttered. "Tentacles and shit."
( A pause. )
... okay, the whole "Former Skeevy Journalist Turned Lethal Protector" thing 𝙬𝙖𝙨 a big deal, but not the whole thing BEFORE!
Now, it was her turn to pause.
"Still weird, though." She muttered. "Tentacles and shit."
The accident.
The... everything.
The accident.
The... everything.
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~Independent portrayal of Jean Grey
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~Lewd/Non-Lewd
~Adult themes
~Minors will be blocked
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~Independent portrayal of Jean Grey
~21+
~Lewd/Non-Lewd
~Adult themes
~Minors will be blocked
~Friendly Writer
~DMs open
~No art is mine and will remove if asked
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She might've, though. Her memories are fried just enough that it might be lost in years of alcohol abuse and... the other abuse.
She might've, though. Her memories are fried just enough that it might be lost in years of alcohol abuse and... the other abuse.
Don't ask about the big gulp cup. She was in a hurry.
Don't ask about the big gulp cup. She was in a hurry.
"Yeah." She said, tone even. "Maybe."
Hopefully before trouble find either of them again.
She's only met Foggy under bad circumstances. Usually when Matt's angry with her for something or other that she brought on herself.
"Yeah." She said, tone even. "Maybe."