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John Doe 4✦ ([personal profile] entirelymyown) wrote in [community profile] agoodyarn2025-12-30 08:41 pm

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There'd been some discussion before they made their choices.

One of their bargains with the House was of course to deal with the problem of Kayne and the Blackstone and all that that entailed. John had taken care of that, citing the fact that he could be careful in how he worded it to avoid any such problems that they might have to deal with.

The other had been simple enough: the body that John was using, to allow them to keep it when they went back to their world. Not to Arkham, perhaps. Arkham had quite a lot of trouble still left behind, though John assured Arthur that he could handle it. And New York held too many memories, though John did intend to look up and check on a few people there, given the time differences.

No, they'd decided to head back to England, as John explains they had decided. Back to England, where Arthur could start up a fresh private investigation office with John as his partner and the two of them would have an apartment just above together as-

"...do we want to say we got married in the States, Arthur?"

They're standing in their new apartment, only barely furnished, and there are- well, there are some decisions to be made.
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[personal profile] ceaselesslabor 2025-12-31 02:37 am (UTC)(link)
It's been a whirlwind of a day already and all Arthur wants to do is - grab some coffee and keep going. He knows that if he sits down, he's going to stay there. He knows that all of the energy will leave him immediately, so he stands behind their couch, his hands on it, resting as he leans forward.

The question gets a bit of a raised brow.

"Well, John, that really isn't going to work unless you're - well, unless you look a little different," he points out, tapping his fingers on the fabric of the couch.
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[personal profile] ceaselesslabor 2025-12-31 03:21 am (UTC)(link)
"'Never the twain shall meet,'" he says softly, turning his attention fully to her in that long skirt with the inviting waist. He walks over, taking her hand and squeezing it gently. "Yes," he says softly. "We were married in the states. I - uh - Joan Lester has a nice ring to it."

He brushes his fingers along hers.
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[personal profile] ceaselesslabor 2025-12-31 03:33 am (UTC)(link)
He tilts his head a little, into that touch, that kiss, and scoffs. "Well, John will get his time, too. He's supposed to be helping design the flat, but - " He gestures to the windows. "We still need better curtains."

He doesn't let go of her, sliding an arm around her waist. He's so used to having her with him, against him, whenever he wants. Just because they're here in their reality doesn't mean that need goes away.
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[personal profile] ceaselesslabor 2025-12-31 03:42 am (UTC)(link)
One hand is still on the couch and he tightens his fingers against it, feeling the firmness of it underneath his fingers.

This isn't the resort. They do have to keep their social distance when they're outside of the doors, but here, safe in their flat, he wants John as close as possible.

"It's real," he agrees. "As real as we want it to be. And we just - have each other." No one else. No more jealousy.
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[personal profile] ceaselesslabor 2025-12-31 03:45 am (UTC)(link)
"Yeah," he laughs. "Yeah, we are. But first, we have to get some clients. Well, first, we should finish this place, and then we should get some clients." He grins a little up at her and lets go, wandering into the little kitchen to make tea.

"We should get our stories straight, though. What was our wedding like?"
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[personal profile] ceaselesslabor 2025-12-31 03:56 am (UTC)(link)
"No one's going to believe that I came from money," he tells her with a smirk, taking down two glasses. "But you? You've got money. Good thing you fell in love with me instead of marrying the boring man your parents wanted."
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[personal profile] ceaselesslabor 2025-12-31 04:01 am (UTC)(link)
"They were skeptical at first," he starts off, turning on the stove first before he places a hand on hers. "They didn't think much of me. But - I made your father laugh. The first of your suitors to ever do that."

He pauses, letting out a breath. "And I played him your song and he knew that I was truly, completely, in love with you."
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[personal profile] ceaselesslabor 2025-12-31 04:05 am (UTC)(link)
"No." He turns to kiss her. "No, I made your mother cry. She wants the best for you. She wanted you to be happy. And she knows you will be. With me."
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[personal profile] ceaselesslabor 2025-12-31 04:17 am (UTC)(link)
"No," he tells her. "Not unless you want one now. You never had to work but - you can. If you'd like. Or you can stay here and keep the house while John and I go on our business." He smiles a gentle, light smile. Something that he wasn't able to do in their old life, and something that was so rare at the Resort. "Might be easiest to explain."
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[personal profile] ceaselesslabor 2025-12-31 04:21 am (UTC)(link)
The absurdity of it all makes him laugh. "Alright, Joan darling. Whatever you say." The kettle whistles and he pulls away to take it off of the heat and pour the tea. "Your house. Your rules."
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[personal profile] ceaselesslabor 2025-12-31 04:33 am (UTC)(link)
He reaches up to cup her face, smiling all the while. "Yeah," he agrees. "We do. Just us. We get to choose whatever we want. Though - I probably need to show you how to shop for groceries."

Which will be interesting to explain away.
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[personal profile] ceaselesslabor 2025-12-31 12:48 pm (UTC)(link)

"No," he laughs. "You have to do planning and budgeting and deciding what will spoil and what will keep."

Things that can be solved with magic, but only on the inside.

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[personal profile] ceaselesslabor 2025-12-31 12:56 pm (UTC)(link)
Well, if she cooks, it won't spoil. He and Parker found more mold than bread sometimes when they were on a case.

"Yes, like chips," he nods. "Only we don't get money for fucking."

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