#||..threads | jonas

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@gonemadgirl

       Alice was hardly ever this forward, if she was honest, at least, with Jonas. She tended to treat him more gentle, she was always so cautious–afraid to act rashly and lose him. But–She knew that wasn’t nearly about to happen, not with him. He wouldn’t ever leave her for acting so improper.

         She lets out a small giggle, her cheeks turning red, as her fingers hook on the edge of his pants- her eyes partially avoiding his, her focus instead on his lips. “I don’t think that’ll be too hard.” She reaches up–placing a soft kiss on the corner of his mouth. “If you ask nicely.”

Between the two of them, Jonas is certainly the one who makes more moves. He doesn’t mind that Alice is a little too shy to act, that she lets him take the lead. It’s nice, the feeling of being in control for once. Jonas doesn’t see her actions at all improper-- in fact, he wants to encourage them.

“Oh?” There’s just the hint of a blush dusting his freckled cheeks as she kisses him. Eyebrows raise, and he can’t help but chuckle, curling a finger beneath her chin. “Is please enough? Or am I gonna have to get... creative?”

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You haven’t seen him all day-- or even talked to him. It’s been rather busy, you’ve been giving exams every class period (much to your students’ dismay,) and so you haven’t even had the time to shoot him a quick text. A travesty! But it’s not often he comes to see you AT WORK, and as he slips into your classroom at the end of seventh period, your students gawk at him as they leave, like they can’t imagine you having a boyfriend. 

“Hey--” You can’t keep the grin off your freckled face, and you probably look like a lovesick idiot. “What’re you doing here?” | @illusinae​

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“Ava-- you’ve been skipping class.” He’d waited until all others were out of the room to address her, save her the potential embarrassment. “Is BIOLOGY really all that boring? Or do you just not like me?” | @bystcrdust​

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“Oh, I-- I’m SO SORRY--” He truly is, he hadn’t meant to bump into them. Maneuvering with his wings disguised was incredibly difficult. “Here, let-- let me HELP.” | @allbravado​ for whoever you’d like !!

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@bloodiedbeauty​

Thumb to bottom lip. “And if you were to want something in return, I would do that.”

Blue-green eyes meet the prince’s, he lets out a trembling breath. “I couldn’t possibly ask that of you--”

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HE PROBABLY LOOKS LIKE AN UTTER WRECK. Clothes torn, feathers shoddy-- Jonas sits huddled, wings curled around himself, knees tucked to his chest. His chin rests against his legs, and the boy tries to control his breathing. He knows he has injuries that would typically require a HOSPITAL VISIT, but just the thought of entering one of THOSE PLACES makes him physically ill. Head spinning, the redhead peeks out from between his feathers as he hears someone approaching.

“H... Hello?” | @ghospoke​

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@madgirltm​ asked: “You know, it’s funny… when you look at someone through rose-colored glasses, all the red flags just look like flags.” @ jonas

“...I hope you don’t look at ME through those rose-colored glasses.” 

It was the only response he could muster, knowing fully well that she was talking about VARIAN, though... there was always that fear DEEP DOWN that he would hurt her in the same way the other had. Jonas wasn’t exactly the most ADEPT when it came to human interaction; decent social skills were still slightly beyond him. Up until he’d crash-landed in Alice’s yard, he’d been an OBJECT, a pet, a TOY-- 

“I-I mean... I know I’m not... not the BEST thing you could’ve ended up with, but... if you ever start seeing any RED FLAGS, just.... just TELL ME, okay?”

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         ❝   UH… SORRY?   ❞   he wasn’t sure what he was apologizing for. i guess he was naturally light on his feet but he really didn’t mean to SCARE the kid, he wasn’t even aware he was being that quiet. he did suppose that turning around and seeing spiderman might be part of why the boy was so startled.   ❝   are you jonas? shield sent me. they want to HELP you.   ❞   he didn’t know the whole story and he knew better than asking. fury just told him that a friendly — although still very much masked — face might help the boy to accept their help and that he needed protection. the wings made him pretty hard to MISS but who knows? it might be a thing in that city. | @rdioactiive​

SPIDER-MAN AT HIS APARTMENT WINDOW-- now that was something you didn’t see everyday. Chest heaving, wings slightly shaky, Jonas stood at attention, primary feathers hovering just off the ground. He was trying to comprehend everything the hero was throwing at him, ESPECIALLY the fact that NICK FURY and SHIELD were actively looking for him. (Admittedly, it was much better than hearing that the lab he’d escaped from was on his trail, though that could also be a reason he was in SHIELD’s sights at the moment.)

“It’s-- Y’know what? It’s FINE. You just, uh-- spooked me? Wait, yeah-- Yeah, I’m... I’m JONAS. 

So they’re... SHIELD really sent you? For ME?”