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Widows Are Bad News - Jake and Yelena
Jan. 2nd, 2023 12:00 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
fightingevilbymoonknightSteven goes about his day amiably, handling things like grocery shopping and swinging by the book shop and then the pet shop to get more food for the two goldfish. Marc is asleep, or whatever they are when they're not in the front or the nearer inside space, watching.
Jake is not, for once.
That seems to be happening more and more often, these days. Which is deeply weird. Jake is used to being around for the emergencies, the private missions, not the quiet downtime. He's not sure if it's related to his still being Khonshu's avatar while the other two remain oblivious, or related to Marc and Steven's greater communication, or both.
He's not sure he likes it. It was easier when he didn't have to see all the shit he can't actually be a part of.
"Oh, hello," Steven says with a smile, juggling his bags with his keys at his apartment door. "Can I help you?"
Because there's a woman waiting at the door. A woman who is not Layla. Or anybody Steven or Marc would know.
Oh, shit. Oh fucking hell. That's a fucking Widow.
Jake is not, for once.
That seems to be happening more and more often, these days. Which is deeply weird. Jake is used to being around for the emergencies, the private missions, not the quiet downtime. He's not sure if it's related to his still being Khonshu's avatar while the other two remain oblivious, or related to Marc and Steven's greater communication, or both.
He's not sure he likes it. It was easier when he didn't have to see all the shit he can't actually be a part of.
"Oh, hello," Steven says with a smile, juggling his bags with his keys at his apartment door. "Can I help you?"
Because there's a woman waiting at the door. A woman who is not Layla. Or anybody Steven or Marc would know.
Oh, shit. Oh fucking hell. That's a fucking Widow.
