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[B0N3D4D1]

Scott smiled faintly with a nod, "Of course." He said before kissing Johnny's head once more. "I'll se you soon." He said before disappearing from Johnny's arms.

[shybot]

Johnny watched him disappear, a void suddenly coming back into his life. He sat down for a while, biting his thumb.

//brb shower

[B0N3D4D1]

Kay and should we time skip??))

Scott appeared back in front of a mostly healed Lucifer, sighing softly before flicking his wrist and revealing the blade. "Let's finish this."

[shybot]

//Okie c:

Johnny laid in his bed, looking up at the ceiling without a word. He had given up on hunting at least three months ago - after nine of hunting. The thing was just the idea of him dying on a hunt and Scott finding out through someone. His eyes were bleary, his hands shaking gently. He was almost sure Scott had been dead for a while now - it couldn't have taken this long, could it?

[B0N3D4D1]

Poor baby))

During the months Scott managed to destroy Lucifer and a few demons he came across, though not without many injuries to himself. He was on his way back towards Johnny's bar once again, wings dragging behind him still slightly torn and covered in blood. Once he got to the door he pressed his head to the door before closing his eyes, "Johnny let me in." He said softly though he made sure his words got into Johnny's head, a new trick he picked up not to long ago. He held his hand over his shoulder as his sleeve laid limp, covered in blood and to loose to hold an arm behind the fabric.

[shybot]

Johnny jumped when he heard a voice echoing in his head, his eyes wide. He scrambled toward his front door, opening it and seeing Scott. Every fear he had melted, and he couldn't help but tear up a little as he pulled Scott into the house, guiding him to his room.

[B0N3D4D1]

Scott moved his head once the door was opened, willingly letting Johnny lead him into the building. He kept his head low though as if not willing to look Johnny in the eye, for obvious reasons to since his eyes color seemed to have faded into a very light and pale blue, almost white color; that and the lack of his left arm wasn't helpful either.

[shybot]

Johnny put him on the bed, looking down at Scott with a concerned look on his face. He carefully wrapped his arms around Scott, his head buried in the other's neck.

[B0N3D4D1]

Scott flinched a bit at the hug, hesitantly placing his arm around Johnny. "Sorry..." he muttered softly, voice a bit hoarse.

[shybot]

Johnny frowned when Scott flinched, looking up at him. "Lie back," he said softly yet firmly.