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[misterparker.livejournal.com]

Parker saunters into the bar and pauses to press a white napkin against his lip.

It's only bleeding a little. The guy had been wearing a football ring when he punched him. Parker sits with a sigh. Might as well stick around, since he's here.

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[blueeyedjohnny.livejournal.com]

"Someone else slugged you huh?" comes a sneer from nearby.

[misterparker.livejournal.com]

Parker's lip twists.

"Yeah. Briefly, I deserved it. Unlike you who always deserves it."

[blueeyedjohnny.livejournal.com]

"I'm sorry, I forgot you'd followed me my entire life."

He shrugs. "What does it matter whether someone deserves something briefly or forever? Can't change the past. At that instant, you were as bad as me."

[misterparker.livejournal.com]

Parker rolls his eyes.

Lazily, he leans back in his chair.

"I'm never as bad as you."

[blueeyedjohnny.livejournal.com]

Johnny rolls his eyes and sits down opposite Parker.

"What makes you so much better Mr Parker?"

[misterparker.livejournal.com]

"Well, Corporal," Parker looks at him.

"I'm not a born asshole."

[blueeyedjohnny.livejournal.com]

"Being an asshole." Johnny replies smoothly. "Is far too complex to be something one is born with. It takes years of bloodshed and experience to qualify. Oh, and the ability to seduce a reasonable percentage of the female - sorry, your chosen sex or species - population. Sad to say, you could probably only rank as a tuft of pubic hair at best."

He shakes his head with a smirk.

"Amusing as it is just to sit and watch you bleed, that's not in fact what I came over here for."

[misterparker.livejournal.com]

Parker rolls his eyes again. First of all because he's always irritated by Johnny and second of all because weirdo.

"Why did you come over?"

[blueeyedjohnny.livejournal.com]

"Because I don't want to fight with you."

[misterparker.livejournal.com]

Parker snorts a little.

"Well, you're doing a bang up job so far."

[blueeyedjohnny.livejournal.com]

"Hey, I didn't say I had to like you. I mean I want us to tolerate each other. Maybe even find something we detest less about the other."

[misterparker.livejournal.com]

"Why?"

[blueeyedjohnny.livejournal.com]

He hesitates.

"Because I discovered I cared about someone who I would have tossed aside as a wimp a few months ago. And not because they were family or I wanted them in my bed."

He leans forward. "So I don't want him to have to feel he has to mediate between his friend and his lover."

[bright-burning.livejournal.com]

"Parker."

A familiar voice, a familiar face. She's in a bikini, although for the sake of some modesty she's also wrapped in a towel.

And she doesn't look particularly happy.

[misterparker.livejournal.com]

Parker glares.

"Fire."

[bright-burning.livejournal.com]

"Jack tells me that you two are moving in together."

There's a lighter in her right hand. She's playing with it, turning it over and over in her fingers.

[misterparker.livejournal.com]

Parker's lips are tight.

"Did he."

[bright-burning.livejournal.com]

"He did."

Flick goes the lighter in her palm.

"Funny, that."

[misterparker.livejournal.com]

"Why funny?"

Parker glances over at her. "You're his sister. He likes you."

[bright-burning.livejournal.com]

"No, no...that he'd move in with you."

She narrows her eyes.

"See, I thought Jack had more sense then that."

[misterparker.livejournal.com]

Parker's lips twist.

"What can I say?" he shrugs. "We're just two crazy kids in love."

[bright-burning.livejournal.com]

"No."

She shakes her head.

"No, see, Jack fits that description...but you? I don't think so, Parker, and I think that nothing good will come of this."

[misterparker.livejournal.com]

"And I think that you don't know a fucking thing about me."

He ticks off his fingers, "You know what I look like, and you know I'm bleeding, and you know what I'd do to keep Jack safe."

He sneers. "Don't tell me that you think I don't fit that description."

[bright-burning.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, well."

She spreads her hands wide. "Then can you tell me that you're not going to hurt him? That you're not going to fuck him over and leave him?"

[misterparker.livejournal.com]

"Fuck you," Parker says.

It's not a no.