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Fandom Getting Out of Pittsburgh { The Last of Us 1x1 with icedthemoon }

Jordan DeShay
Former Smuggler | 27 | Current location ;; Pennsylvania

Jordan sighed heavily as he listened to Asher and shook his head. “I’ll carry you everywhere so you can’t reinjure yourself.” Jordan commented as he moved, noticing Asher still moving, until he stopped. “I’ll back to get you.” Jordan said as he moved forward and checked the handful of rooms on this floor. He dropped three runners in various rooms and found several rags, beans, alcohol, tape and some old scissors. Then he turned to head back to Asher with a smile. “Ready to move to the next floor?”
 
Asher McCoy
Former Hunter | 29 | Current location ;; Pennsylvania

This was what Asher knew. He did not like his life as it had been. He was starting to question too much to stay there and be happy, but at least he had food and a place to stay. He also did not have to worry about finding supplies. He never once had to search for them. He pouted as he waited. And waited. And waited some more. He was pretty sure he heard the screeches of runners, but he assumed it was fine when the screeches stopped suddenly and painfully. When Jordan came back, Asher ignored the mild sense of relief that came back to him. “How exactly do you expect us to get to the second floor? That seems beyond impractical.” He looked up. “Why don’t you promise me that you won’t die, and I will wait here for you?
 
Jordan DeShay
Former Smuggler | 27 | Current location ;; Pennsylvania

Jordan grinned as he looked at Asher. “I’ll carry you up of course.” Jordan replied with a shrug of his shoulders as he looked at him. “But I guess I could leave you down here, waiting forever if something does happen to me.” Jordan told him and turned away towards the door at the end of the hall where the stairs were. “Here I go. All alone. Heading to what could possibly be my death.”
 
Asher McCoy
Former Hunter | 29 | Current location ;; Pennsylvania

Carry him up the stairs? Was that really Jordan’s first thought to that? “That would make me feel unbelievably helpless,” he argued with the no one that was near him since Jordan was already leaving in the most ridiculous way possible really. “How would I even save you from your possible death if I can’t even walk very far or very quickly without feeling like someone is tearing at my insides?” He groaned and then walked after Jordan anyway, because he hated waited.
 
Jordan DeShay
Former Smuggler | 27 | Current location ;; Pennsylvania

Jordan hadn't thought about that, how it would make Asher feel. He was so caught up in trying to convince him that there was more than just simple flirting between them, that he hadn't taken what he was feeling into consideration. Jordan paused, hearing the groan and looked back, seeing Asher walking after him. "You don't have to come with me, and if you don't want me to, I won't carry you either. Why don't you wait down here, or we can just skip the second floor and go back to the street."
 
Asher McCoy
Former Hunter | 29 | Current location ;; Pennsylvania

This reaction was unexpected. Had Asher’s words changed something in Jordan? He was a little confused. He had gone from unabashedly flirting, there was no question there, to now.. concerned? When Jordan paused, Asher too stopped, though not as fast as he could normally, so he stopped close. He searched those strange eyes for an answer to the many questions that he had. The many warring emotions and feelings. This was just who he was going to be for the rest of time it seemed. “Jordan. It’s okay. I mean, no, it’s not. I am cranky that I am useless standing here. I can’t move fast enough to do anything efficiently. If I bend at all, I feel like I am going to break something. It is not your fault that I can’t figure out how to be okay with this.” He placed a hand on Jordan’s chest. “I appreciate your concern, though. It’s.. it’s nice to have someone actually care about my wellbeing. So, you do what you would normally do for our survival, and I will be here to mooch off of your abilities."
 
Jordan DeShay
Former Smuggler | 27 | Current location ;; Pennsylvania

Jordan was confused himself now as he looked at Asher, seeing him stop too. His eyes searched Asher's as they stood there, and then he heard Asher's words and sighed with a small nod. "Okay. I.. just don't what to make things uncomfortable for you." Jordan admitted as he listened, and felt the hand on his chest. "Of course I'm concerned. I told you gorgeous that this is different. Your wellbeing is important to me." Jordan said as he put his hand over Asher's with a warm smile. "So. Would you like a ride up or would you like to check another building altogether?"
 
Asher McCoy
Former Hunter | 29 | Current location ;; Pennsylvania


Asher was torn. Wildly, desperately torn. He was so utterly moved by how much Jordan cared, how much he listened, and he didn’t know what to do about that. No one ever showed this much true interest in him. It had been so long since someone seemed to really want to know. Want to make him feel… loved. His fingers dug into the fabric of Jordan’s shirt. “Lovebug, everything you do makes me uncomfortable. From the way you look at me to the way you touch me.” He looked down for a moment before making himself look eye to eye with him. “The way you make me feel like I don’t have to be who I thought I was. The.. the worst parts. Like they don’t matter.” His eyes moved to lips, and so much of him wanted to close that little bit of gap between them. So much of him wanted that kiss. He could feel the churning inside him at the desire. “Everything makes me uncomfortable.” He pulled his hand away, hiding from the scariest parts of this changing relationship. He gestured. “Carry me up those stairs so at least I’m not alone when I’m uncomfortable.” He smiled. A little.
 
Jordan DeShay
Former Smuggler | 27 | Current location ;; Pennsylvania

Jordan watched Asher, feeling fingers dig into the fabric of his shirt. He listened to his words, heard him and looked at him eyes to eyes, which allowed him to catch that movement of eyes to lips. He wanted to kiss Asher again, but he bit back that for now. Jordan felt him pull that hand away, and then he smiled, hearing that Asher was okay with him carrying him up the stairs. "Okay gorgeous." He said, shifting so he could pick up Asher in his arms. "I'll keep you safe and uncomfortable." He added, thinking for a moment before he decided to kiss the top of Asher's head and then he carried them up the stairs. Once at the top of the stairs, he looked at Asher with a warm smile. "Ride's over gorgeous, I'm going to set you down now." Jordan said, as he went to lower Asher to the ground.
 
Asher McCoy
Former Hunter | 29 | Current location ;; Pennsylvania

This was not the first time that Asher had been in Jordan’s arms, and he had a feeling that if he was going to stick around with Jordan, this would not be the last. Of course not. They were going to have to go down the stairs too. Was the ride up them uncomfortable? Absolutely. He didn’t know how to deal with being so dependent. So… safe. Jordan called it safe. Was he safe? He didn’t know. If this was what he was like to be safe, he wasn’t sure if he liked it any better than when he was unsafe back in Pittsburgh. Or maybe he simply did not know any better. Jordan kissed the top of Asher’s head, and Asher bit his lip. Uncomfortable. Everything was new and uncomfortable. Asher stood where he was put and stared at him for a moment. “Alright, that wasn’t so bad,” he finally answered. “Now go search. Find me something nice, would you?” He grinned. Almost laughed. Yeah, this was hard.
 
Jordan DeShay
Former Smuggler | 27 | Current location ;; Pennsylvania

Jordan looked at Asher when he set him down, seeing him stare at him. "See? Nice and safe. I'll be right back gorgeous." Josh said as he winked at the grin. "I'll see what I can find." Jordan added as he moved out into the hall. So far it was clear. He checked the first door and pulled it open and crouched seeing a runner in the corner. He made his way in and wrapped an arm around its neck and pop. He laid it down and grabbed some bullets, rags and a bottle. He worked his way through the rest of the rooms, dispatching two more runners and made his way back to the stairwell, shutting the door behind him, with rags, alcohol, plastic bottles, tape, bullets of all types and some more beans. "I got some bullets and enough stuff to make a silencer." Jordan said, showing off his finds.
 
Asher McCoy
Former Hunter | 29 | Current location ;; Pennsylvania

Nice and safe. When Jordan left, Asher stood there out of focus. Out of form. Nice. Safe. Oh god what was happening to him right now? He leaned against the wall, his arms crossed in front of him- no, one fell. One arm fell as the other protected where he was injured. His head rested on the uncomfortable wall as he stared up at a ceiling that didn’t tell him anything but that the world was falling apart. He already knew that. Was he falling apart? It felt like it. Did he want it to go back together though? The way that it was? No. He didn’t like that at all, but he really couldn’t tell why. When Jordan returned, he couldn’t tell what was going on inside him. Was he nervous? Was he excited? It was just too much for him to deal with. “You brought me the good stuff,” he mused. “Maybe I will keep you around.” He stood away from the wall, hand still on his wound. It was easier with that little bit of pressure. “Did you have any fun without me?”
 
Jordan DeShay
Former Smuggler | 27 | Current location ;; Pennsylvania

Jordan looked at Asher, leaning against the wall as he showed off his finds. A chuckle at the comment although he felt a flicker of a frown at the hand on his wound. It was Jordan's fault that Asher was injured and nothing was going to make him feel otherwise. "Oh, so if I bring you presents, you'll let me stick around gorgeous." Jordan said with a grin as he heard the question. "Nah. It wasn't any fun without you." Jordan replied with a wink as he gestured to the stairs. "Ready to go back down?" He asked, watching the other man with a big smile on his face.
 
Asher McCoy
Former Hunter | 29 | Current location ;; Pennsylvania

Asher grabbed at Jordan’s shirt and held it mostly for support but also because he liked to have contact. “Of course. Didn’t you know that’s the way to a man’s heart?” He grinned as he started the slow walk towards the stairs. He had not ventured far from them, so it did not take long for him to move those few feet on his own. He wanted to be somewhat independent before he was back in the arms of someone else who had to do it for him. “Alright, take me down those stairs.” He even moved his arms appropriately from his body so as to make the scooping process easier.
 
Jordan DeShay
Former Smuggler | 27 | Current location ;; Pennsylvania

Jordan felt the grab at his shirt and smiled as he shook his head slightly. "No. I never knew that." He said with a chuckle as he saw the grin on Asher's face. Once they made it to the few feet to the stairs, he saw Asher move his arms so that Jordan could scoop him up. "Of course gorgeous." Jordan said as he lifted Asher into his arms and started the journey down the stairs.
 
Asher McCoy
Former Hunter | 29 | Current location ;; Pennsylvania

Asher was definitely conflicted over how he felt about this being carried thing, but he had to admit that he didn’t hate it. Mostly. He didn’t like feeling helpless, though he did like feeling wanted. It was hard for him. “Now that you know that presents are the way to go, do I get to have more presents in the future? I am sure that I am far more likely to fall for your romance that way.” He grinned as he asked. He wasn’t sure what he was saying or implying however he was amused.
 
Jordan DeShay
Former Smuggler | 27 | Current location ;; Pennsylvania

Jordan chuckled as he heard those words and smiled wide. "Of course, you can have all the presents you'd like gorgeous. But I want you to know, I don't count as a present." He said with a wink, seeing that grin when he asked. "Oh is that so? I'll just find more and more presents just for you." Jordan added as he made his way down the stairs, taking his time and going slow for two reasons. One, he didn't want to drop Asher and two, he wanted to prolong having him in his arms at the moment.
 
Asher McCoy
Former Hunter | 29 | Current location ;; Pennsylvania

He shouldn’t have laughed. Of everything, that should not have made him laugh, and yet, here Asher was, in the arms of his angel, and he laughed at this silly joke. He laughed at the wink. He laughed at all of it. He knew that he set up the present thing. He knew that in saying what he did, he would have Jordan’s attention. He couldn’t lie to himself anymore. He liked the attention. He liked it a lot. “Well, if you’re not a present, then I guess I will have to wait to see if you can find me something worthy of my affection.”
 
Jordan DeShay
Former Smuggler | 27 | Current location ;; Pennsylvania

Jordan smiled wide as he heard that laugh and he couldn't help it, that smile just seemed to grow wider and wider. He looked at Asher as they came to the bottom of the steps. Jordan tilted his head slightly as he chuckled himself. "Oh is that so? Should I change my words and make myself a present. Wrap myself up in a paper and a bow just so I get to have your affection?" Jordan asked as they got to the stairwell door. "Alright gorgeous, ride's over." He said, setting Asher down but keeping a hand on him until he was steady.
 
Asher McCoy
Former Hunter | 29 | Current location ;; Pennsylvania

Things he could not deny. He liked the way Jordan looked at him. He liked the way Jordan touched him. He liked how every time Jordan spoke, it felt like he would always choose him over anyone or anything else. He liked the way Jordan’s words played with his ears. Asher stood in front of him, feeling that hand that was his support. He raised a finger and hooked it into Jordan’s collar, slowly dragging it down the other’s chest. “If you’re my present,” he asked, leaning in close so that their breath mingled together between them, “do I get to unwrap you?” His fingers bunched the fabric of his shirt as he pulled it away from Jordan’s body. Asher looked down at that bare chest before letting it go and opening the stairwell door and walking, slowly, into the main area.
 
Jordan DeShay
Former Smuggler | 27 | Current location ;; Pennsylvania

Jordan looked at Asher, thinking about him for a moment. How he felt around him and how Jordan had never felt this way about anyone before. His eyes caught on that finger raised, feeling it hook into his collar. A shiver of electricity shot through his system as he felt it drag down his chest. Those words only made that electric current grow. Their faces so close together. “Of course gorgeous. You can unwrap me whenever you’d like.” Jordan replied, feeling his shirt bunch under his fingers, feeling the shirt pull away and his grin was wider. Then Asher let go and walked off. Jordan followed after him, grinning like a Cheshire Cat. “You are quite the tease aren’t you gorgeous?” Jordan asked as he caught up with Asher. “Should we move on? This town is kind of small.” Jordan added as he searched the main desk again, oh. Hello. He missed this. A map of the country. Perfect. He tucked it into his bag to check out once they stopped for the night.
 
Asher McCoy
Former Hunter | 29 | Current location ;; Pennsylvania

Asher was not moving very quickly, so catching up to him was not terribly difficult. He did not answer the question, because they already knew that he was. He had chosen on several occasions already to tease rather than to follow through. He liked the game. He liked how it felt to play. As much as he might have liked to do something a little more serious about it, he was a little wary still. That fear that this was just a game still swirled in the back of his mind. He was certain they would come across more people, and Jordan would be right up on them too. How was this supposed to mean something if he was like that with everyone? “This town is a little stale.” Not nearly enough fortification for Asher. “Take me somewhere new?”
 
Jordan DeShay
Former Smuggler | 27 | Current location ;; Pennsylvania

Jordan looked at Asher as he caught up to him and chuckled softly. He slowed his pace to keep in step with the other man. "Alright, let's go find a different town." He agreed, turning to the front door and pushed it open. He looked out and checked the street. "Clear." He said as he stepped onto the street. He pulled out the map and then found Pittsburgh on there, and a small town, aah good. They'd made it out on the western side of Pittsburgh. Jordan started walking towards the end of town opposite where they'd come from. "We can get a little ways from here before we should stop, unless you need to stop now?"
 
Asher McCoy
Former Hunter | 29 | Current location ;; Pennsylvania

Asher moved quicker than he should but still too slow for his own liking. He hated being so slow. He hated being so incapable. Honestly, he hated a whole lot of things, so it was not all that surprising when he got in moods like this. However, there was Jordan who felt a bit like a bright spot in his life as strange as that was. “Let’s keep going.” He probably should have stopped, but he didn’t think he could handle being still and sedentary. Sure, they had been moving for a while, and it would have been reasonable. His body did not want it. Or maybe his body did and not his brain. It didn’t matter. If he walked like he wasn’t affected, other than being slow, it would be fine.
 
Jordan DeShay
Former Smuggler | 27 | Current location ;; Pennsylvania

Jordan kept up with Asher no problem, and then he heard his words and a small sigh escaped. "Okay gorgeous, but you need to listen to your body and stop when it says too." Jordan told him, keeping an eye on the other man. "We'll head into the forest again but we will be stopping before the next city, just in case we need a little more energy." He said, letting the unsaid 'in case of hunters' flow in the air between them as they moved. "And if you need support, let me know."
 

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