Streets of Fire (1984)
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EXPECTATIONS
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Streets of Fire (1984)
my top 10 comfort films:
#10. BABY DRIVER
Talons scraped the railing as Jet hauled himself up and vaulted over the rails, gently landing on the balcony of his betrothed's place.
Nudging the door open, he slipped through, eyes seeking a familiar shape. "
Sup."
he paused at the sound of his name.
the sound of his question ........ it echoing in his head. he loved this man , even with all his reckless behaviors. and he had always been so confident it would be them against the world. his fingers grazed the doorknob. his mind screaming at him to turn back. to snuggle into his arms and lay his head upon his chest...
instead. he opened the door.
"Eclipse."
Blue eyes narrowed, scrutinizing his every move, but Jet did not move to join him.
At some point, he will.
"You take a lot of shit upon yourself 'cuz you think it's the best endgame. I refuse to believe you are done with me. I know you."
Talons scraped the railing as Jet hauled himself up and vaulted over the rails, gently landing on the balcony of his betrothed's place.
Nudging the door open, he slipped through, eyes seeking a familiar shape. "
Sup."
.... he knew he was there. could tell he was watching him. could tell he wanted to talk.
but Eclipse didn't wanna talk. he had been a fool to think this was fair to Jet. to subject him to any of these horrors. he couldn't do it, he refused to do it.
Jet deserved more. which is why he slipped of the symbol of their soon to be union. and placed it on the coffee table gently.
not even meeting his gaze , he moved towards the door.
"Eclipse."
The name leapt to his throat without permission at the sight of the ring on the table, and him headed towards the door.
But he regained his composure. Jet had always been good at that.
"Just like that?"
Talons scraped the railing as Jet hauled himself up and vaulted over the rails, gently landing on the balcony of his betrothed's place.
Nudging the door open, he slipped through, eyes seeking a familiar shape. "
Sup."
the darkling was busy , placing clothes in his bag. he knew he was there. could sense him. and yet his gaze remained else where.
" thought i made it clear. " he said firmly before going to move to past the hawk. never meeting his gaze.
Yeah. No.
Though he'd never admit, not now at least, but Eclipse packing his room into a suitcase unfurled unease.
"......." Leisurely, Jet settled into the chair, resting an ankle on his other knee and clasped his hands behind his head.
Talons scraped the railing as Jet hauled himself up and vaulted over the rails, gently landing on the balcony of his betrothed's place.
Nudging the door open, he slipped through, eyes seeking a familiar shape. "
Sup."
"Bet. I'll kill you first."
Day 72: A song people wouldn't expect you to like.
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"Sup, smalls." Jet slipped his hands into pockets, his eyes only on Eclipse.
curled up and a deep sigh escapes him.
Gently picks him up, but drapes him over his shoulder.