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You ran forward towards Jake, tears streaming down your face, as the police apprehended the man without a face.
He winced as he tried to get up from the ground, grunting in pain as a stab of pain shot through his ribs. His assailant hadn’t gone easy on him at all. First it was the government and now that guy, seeming as if he just couldn’t catch a break. That or people just liked beating him up.
He let out a muffled, ‘oof’ as you barreled into him, full force, wrapping his arm around you and ignoring another wave of pain as you sobbed into his shoulder. Seeing you so distressed, he mumbled quiet assurances to you, running a soothing hand across your back and waited for you to calm down. Soon enough your cries came down to quiet sniffles and as you raised your head to look at him, Jake’s heart broke at seeing your red eyes and tear stained cheeks.
“I’m okay, we’re okay,” he murmured, watching helplessly as it prompted a fresh wave of tears from your side.
“I was so scared,” you said.
“I know.”
“I thought he…”
“I know.” Jake pushed aside a lock of hair that had fallen into your teary eyes, lost in the concern swirling within them.
“I love you.”
“I know,” Jake nodded, but then frowning as he processed what you had just said.
“Wait, wha–” he didn’t get to complete his question before your lips were on his, moving with surprising firmness as you deepened the kiss when he gasped in surprise, the hand holding you tightening its grip on your waist. Soon enough, he lost himself in your taste, closing his eyes and savoring whatever you were willing to give, mind wandering off to the flirty conversations you two used to share.
It was only when he tasted salt, did he realise that you were still crying. Pulling away with much difficulty, he brushed his hands across your cheeks, kissing your tears away, as you held his wrists in a tight grip, afraid that if you opened your eyes, he would disappear.
“I thought I lost you,” you whispered, eyes still closed as Jake’s kisses came to a stop.
“You didn’t, I’m here. I’ll always be here,” he said, pressing your body to his in a tight hug.
You two say there, in the middle of the road, for what seemed like forever until the paramedics came to check on Jake. And even then, he held your hand in a vice grip, afraid of letting go, just as much as you were.