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It was not the first time someone was tending at her wounds, she was used at the shivering feeling of Sage's icy touch on her injuries, or even Skye's much warmer feeling of relief on her brusies...but being taken care from Neon truly was something else. The wind radiant hasn't spoken a single word since the team retreated from the latest mission that day, and Neon instantly knew that quietness was what she needed the most at time.
Jett was facing the faucet of the bath tub her and Neon were soaked in, meanwhile her partner would be sitting behind her, legs carefully placed at her sides. The filipino agent was gently combing her hair between her fingers, white strands knotted and soiled from the dust and sweat, the other hand placed on Jett's lap, lazily pulling her towards in a jealous embrace, as if she wanted Jett to only be her partner and nothing else, either a renowed agent of the Valorant protocol, a worldwide bandit wanted for treason or a powerful radiant, just Sunwoo Han, her cocky and reckless girlfriend. As Neon started to place slow and careful kisses on her black and blue skin Jett begane to relax her tight muscles, sinking deeper in the shallow water and laying down her back on Neon's chest, taking relief in being skin to skin with her partner, which arms are now around her waist taking jett to her heart in a warm embrace, lips leaving small kisses on her shoulder while beads of cold water fall from her blue hair on jett's skin. The korean girl stare finally begane to softner, as the blank stare was now turning into a sad gaze over the tangled hands of the two of them. Jett could not erase from her mind the terrified look of the Omega agent 19, code name Neon, as one of her knives pierced her chest, leaving her on the battle ground lifeless in a matter of seconds. Each time Jett closed her eyes, she could feel the guilt, see tha dread in Neon's eyes as they lose life, wasn't this the motif between choosing to bath turning her back to Neon, her Neon? she couldn't even look at her now, but feeling her hands caressing her and her lips kissing her softly as her mind couldn't stop running, made this pain little bit more bearable, knowing she was still alive in her world, her Neon was still with her.
And now they're both laying down in Neon's bed, damp hair on the pillow and fresh clothes on. Jett was still silent, Neon looking at her in the twilight of the room, her stare not stopping Jett from getting all worried and paranoid that in a matter of seconds someone could tear her away from her arms. As the mind of the wind radiant was full of fear, soft lips were placed on her forehead, Jett didn't even notice Neon moving from her pillow, but now she was hugging her tightly, almost lulling her as her face was unknowly getting wet from stream of tears.
Jett was feeling safe at that very moment, slowly slipping into sleep as her girlfriend doesn't stop to shower her in needed affection.
Closing her eyes was not feared as before.