#‘that’s right Johnny Silverhand we should fuck em up’

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Cyberpunk 2077 is my favorite anti-capitalist game that I spent 70 dollars to play

[johnny-freaking-silverhand]

Keep Fighting

Johnny Silverhand X fem!V/reader 

This is my first time writing for Johnny so be kind 😂

Part 2 HERE

Warnings: talk of death and hopelessness.

Summary: After hitting another dead end, you’ve grown tired of fighting the inevitable, and it’s Johnny’s job to get you back on your feet.

Returning to your apartment, the door closed behind you and you tossed your jacket onto the couch. You headed straight to the bed in the corner of the room, collapsing onto it without a sound, you didn’t even have it in you to let out a defeated sigh. You were just silent, staring up at the ceiling with a blank expression. 

Of course that silence couldn’t last long because the cause of all your problems, Johnny fucking Silverhand, materialised in front of the bed. “Getting an early night?” Johnny asked mockingly. “Had a rough day?” could he sound any more condescending? 

“Rough life” you muttered, closing your eyes and just hoping that he goes away. 

“So what? You’re just going to go to bed and cry about it? C’mon, up and at ‘em. We have shit to do” he clearly wasn’t a fan of your plans for the afternoon, because that’s exactly what you wanted to do. 

“Take a day off, asshole” you still didn’t open your eyes, trying to will him away even though that had never worked in the past. 

“We can’t afford a day off. Get your ass up, march out that door, and get me out of your head. It’s boring up in here” Johnny complained. If he was trying to be motivating, he was failing hard. 

“Then suffer” you scoffed. 

“If you’re not going to do anything useful, at least do something fun. Of all the heads I could be trapped in, why did it have to be the head of some boring street-kid?” he continued to complain. 

“Just go away, Johnny” you sighed, opening your eyes and finally lifting your head to peer over at him. As usual, he was leaning against the wall beside your bed with his arms folded over his chest. 

“I can’t, remember?” he rolled his eyes. 

“Then just leave me alone” you dropped your head back down onto the bed, knowing he wouldn’t be generous enough to just do as you asked. 

“You need a kick in the ass, and my foot just happens to be the perfect size” Johnny pushed himself away from the wall, or mimicked it? You didn’t even know anymore. 

“Just shut the fuck up for once” you finally snapped, sitting up and leaning back on your hands as you looked at the digital hallucination. “You think you have it rough because you’re bored? I’m dying, asshole, and there is nothing anyone can do about it. Nobody can help, I’m fucked” you reminded him, perhaps a little explosively. 

“I already died once and look at me now, being given a second chance...kinda. I’m proof that the improbable isn’t impossible, baby” Johnny held his arms out to his sides, as if presenting himself to you. 

“Don’t call me that” you groaned, having just grown tired with him. Could he just show you some sympathy or humanity once? You didn’t understand why he cared anyway, when your consciousness fades away, his just takes over and he gets to live again, so why is he complaining? 

“You know what? Just fuck off” you didn’t even sound angry anymore, just exasperated, and maybe that was what told Johnny it was time to give you some space. 

Johnny just rolled his eyes at you before disappearing. You knew that he was still there, technically, sitting in the shadows of your mind, he never completely went away...unless you took those blue pills that he hated. At least you didn’t need to worry about his stupid-ass comments for a little while.

- 

Johnny was generous enough to give you some space and some time to calm down but when he eventually decided to bug you again, he reappeared. “Are you done with your little pity party now?” he asked. He truly didn’t mean any harm, not anymore anyway, he just seemed to have a tough time expressing that. 

However, you didn’t respond. When he reappeared, he found you sitting on the couch in your apartment, looking at the two pill bottles sitting on the coffee table in front of you. One blue, the other red. 

“You better not be thinking about taking those pills, they fuck with my head and not in a good way” Johnny chastised, ready to take control of an arm to prevent you from banishing him. 

“I’m not thinking about taking the pills...not the blue ones away” you assured him quietly, you didn’t feel like fighting with him right now. “I think I might be considering Misty’s suggestion. Hell, she was giving me a merciful option and I nearly threw it back in her face” you shook your head at yourself. 

Johnny’s brow furrowed slightly in confusion. He looked at the red pills for a moment before looking back at you, realising what you were saying. “You’re giving up” it wasn’t a question, it was a statement, 

“What’s the point of slowing down the inevitable?” you asked, finally looking up at him. “You clearly have more interest in fighting than I do, so why don’t you just take over, let me hand over control” you shrugged. 

“...you don’t mean that” he frowned at you. He gave you a hard time sometimes but this wasn’t the same person he met not all that long ago. 

“I do” you insisted. 

“You really want to just disappear? I thought you wanted to be remembered, to become a legend. The ‘major leagues’, that’s what you called it, wasn’t it?” were you really giving up on all of that? 

“We’ve looked for solutions but they just keep telling me they can’t help” you reminded him, as if he needed reminding. Every time you sought help, they told you that you were dying, that his friend was dying, he couldn’t just forget that.  

“But you don’t stop looking. You don’t stop fighting” Johnny snapped slightly in frustration.

“I have what?...a month if I’m lucky?...and who knows how much of that time I’m going to actually be capable of doing anything” you scoffed. “I’m going to disappear and it’s not going to be painless...but I have a way out. I could take you with me but I won’t, you want to fight so I will let you” you were giving him a chance at life but he was turning it down. 

How could he accept the chance of life if the cost was your own? 

When he didn’t respond, for once not knowing what to say, you reached for the bottle of red pills. Before you could reach the bottle, you were stopped when Johnny quickly grabbed your wrist. 

You both paused, just staring the hand he had wrapped firmly around your wrist. He had grabbed you and stilled your movements, it wasn’t just an imagine, he was holding your wrist. You could feel it. Hands calloused from playing guitar and shooting guns, hands warm against your skin. Johnny was in as much shock as you, he had acted out of instinct not out of logic, and now he was clutching your wrist in his hand, able to feel the softness of your skin against his palm. 

“...well, shit” you whispered as you tore your gaze away from his hand, looking at his face again. 

“If you die, if you fade away, I still live” he told you as he released your wrist.   

“Exactly, if I just go away, you’ll be better off” you nodded. That was what you had been saying. 

“I’m trying to save your fucking life but apparently you don’t care” Johnny raised his voice, his frustration returning quickly. 

“So, why do you care?” you snapped right back. 

“Don’t ask stupid questions” he scoffed but didn’t answer you. 

“Exactly” you huffed and reached for the pills again. 

“Stop it” Johnny scolded as he grabbed your wrist again. When you attempted to reach for the pills with your other hand, he just caught that wrist in his free hand. “What the fuck is wrong with you?” he asked, now holding your hands out in front of you. 

It was a good question, what the fuck was wrong with you? An answer that nobody seemed to be able to answer, or at least nobody was able to fix. 

“...I don’t want it to hurt” you confessed quietly. “I’ve accepted that there’s probably nothing anyone can do, so why suffer?” you asked rhetorically. “So...why do you care?” you repeated your question, this time wanting a real answer. 

“...I don’t know when things changed from wanting to kill you to wanting to save you, but they did. We’re in this together, we’ll end this together” Johnny assured you. 

“Thought I was boring” you mumbled as he released your wrists again. 

“You are but I like your boringness” he teased with a smile.  

“I’m not boring! Would a boring person steal from Arasaka?” you asked dramatically, your tone becoming more light-hearted, reminded of the better times you had with Johnny. He was an asshole, but he had also been a friend. 

“Maybe you’re not” Johnny chuckled. “Come on” he clapped his heads expectantly. 

“What?” you asked with a small frown. 

“Get up” he ordered but didn’t give you a chance to refuse, he grabbed your hands and pulled you to your feet. 

“I’m already sick of this. You going to start pushing and pulling me around now?” you asked, knowing this whole touch thing opened up a world of opportunities, annoying ones. 

“If I need too” Johnny nodded, making you groan. 

“It’s been a long time since I’ve actually cared about something, not letting you throw all of that away because of some bad news” he confessed as he took hold of your arms and spun you around to face the front door of your apartment. 

“Did you just confess to caring about me?” you asked, looking at him over your shoulder, a small smile on your face. 

“We’re going to figure this out, get you back on your feet and get me into my very own body” he promised you as he ushered you towards the door. “In the meantime, I’m going to show why you should keep fighting” he claimed. 

“Johnny...” you groaned, not wanting to take part in what his idea of a ‘good time’ is. 

“Today, you do whatever I tell you too” he ordered, and you could hear the grin on his face. 

“Please, that sounds awful” you continued to complain as the front door opened. 

Johnny marched you out of the door, even if you just wanted to go back to bed and wallow in self pity for a little while longer. 

“We rely on each other now. Stick with me, kid, we’re going to fight this” Johnny threw his arm around your shoulders as you headed to wherever he was planning on taking you. Hopefully it wouldn’t be as bad as you dreaded, maybe you would even have a little fun...

You have shown him how to live without anger, now just let him show you what you have to fight for. Maybe you would be each other’s answer in the end.

[lustyargonianmaid]

the line begins to blur, part one. | cyberpunk 2077

ao3 link here, give me some love if you can! words: 941 warnings: sex mention, alcohol mention. the girls are drunk and havin’ a time. no major spoilers. v has feelings for johnny and hangs with the aldecaldos. pairings: johnny silverhand x fem!v, fem v & panam palmer (platonic)

“Any beer left in there?” V lazily pointed over Panam as they laid in the dirt with their bellies facing the sky. She kicked at the box and it sounded disappointingly empty.  

“I think we polished ‘ em  all off.” Panam laughed as she propped herself up on her elbows. V struggled to sit up, her vision started to  blur,  and the all the familiar ache clouded her vision, making her wince. Panam knew better to ask her if she was okay. She wasn’t, but that’d be the day she’d  actually admit  it.  

They sat for a minute and watched the few stragglers who were still up, sitting by the fire. Panam sighed and tossed a rock into the darkness. “Good God, I need to catch a dick.”  

V’s laugh could have woken half of the  Aldecaldo  camp. “Give one of the  veterans  a whirl! I’m sure one of ‘ em  would be happy to give you a ride.”  

“Christ, V!” They both cackled loud enough for it to echo through camp – nothing the nomads weren’t used to by now. “Don’t think they could keep up with me.” Panam chimed, her voice dripping with sarcasm. “You know, Saul and I almost did once. Thank fuck we  didn’t,  or this family would be more screwed than we already are. Or one of us would be dead.”  

“Yikes. But I mean... imagine the hate sex you two would have.” The girls both laughed again as they stumbled to their feet. Stretching and brushing the dust off their clothes, not that it helped any – there seemed to be no escaping it in camp.  

V rummaged through her belongings until she found a half-emptied bottle of warm  liquor . The label had been long worn off, but it didn’t matter what it was this late into the night. These were the best of times, sitting with Panam until the early morning hours, laughing and gossiping like little girls. V felt like she had known her since childhood. And sometimes she was sad that she hadn’t.  

Then sometimes she thought about just riding out her last weeks, months, maybe even years if she was lucky, with the  Aldecaldos . No more jobs, no more Nighty City or  Arasaka  – no more bullshit. But she knew Panam and Mitch would never let her give up that easily.  

Johnny crept back into her thoughts. Not that he was never really gone; she was only more aware of him in moments of silence. V took a long swig from her bottle and shuddered.  

“You know, this engram –  Johnny .”  

“V, you know we don’t have to talk about this if you don’t want to...”  

“No, no... I do.” V felt her chest tighten as she thought about him. Another familiar feeling, another thing she tried to swallow and ignore. But she knew he knew...  he had to . “Sharing your head with someone can be so...”  

“Horrifying?” Panam followed suit and took a swig.  

“Yes. But also, strangely... intimate. It's fucking infuriating at times but... he’s become such a strange comfort to me in all this shit. I don’t know how to describe it.” V’s eyes darted around the tent, looking for him. She knew he was there; he always was. But not seeing him made it all easier to put into words. Well, that and the liquor.  “I look for him everywhere. I know he’s here... well, I mean, in my head. But I always want to see him. Fuck, he used to piss me off so much...”  

“Jesus V, this is starting to sound like some  stockholm syndrome love confession.”  

“It's fucking twisted, isn’t it?” V covered her face with her hands, hoping he wouldn’t pop out in front of her.  Not fucking now . “I see it though, I see the way he sees me, I mean. And  it's  how I feel every fucking time he’s around. I  wanna  reach out and touch him.  I want him to touch me ... I  wanna  be alone with him and really know him. Outside of this fucking mess.”  

There was a long silence. It took a lot to render Panam Palmer fucking speechless, but there they were.  

“ So,  what...  do you love him ?”  

The static headache started again, and V rubbed her temples in hopes it would subside. “I don’t know... it’s probably just this fucking engram scrambling my brain and completely taking over. Mother fucker definitely does have a hard on for himself.’ V heard Johnny’s laugh behind her, but only saw cigarette smoke materialize for a moment. “Just forget I ever said anything. It’s so fucked up.”  

“No,  V . I mean yeah... It sounds absolutely nuts, but hey, I’ve seen the old vinyl covers... and those leather pants  do   kinda  do it for me.” Panam smiled and squeezed V’s hand in reassurance. “Could be some romance novel. Girl falls in love with the ghost of a  Rockstar .”  

V rolled her eyes and laughed, trying to ignore the incoming hangover that was starting to dawn on her. “I should try and sleep a little.”  

“You’re right about that.” Panam got to her feet and peaked out the tent door. The sky had started to change to a lighter hue of blue. “Don’t worry okay? This... This is all  gonna  work out. And in the meantime, I'm here.”  

V curled up on her cot as Panam left. She tossed and turned for a bit before she started to drift away. But then she felt it – a warm familiar, calloused hand lightly pushing the hair out of her face, and a thumb ghost over her cheekbone. But when she opened her eyes no one was there.  

Johnny .    

[tired0artist]

not enough (part five) the end

>part one< >part two<

>part three< >part four<

paring: female!V x Johnny Silverhand

warnings: domestic shit, fluff, a tiny bit of angst, misunderstanding, Johnny loves his girl, and she loves him, jealousy

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Warmth surrounded V’s body as she slept peacefully. Her body completely surrounded by another one, arms around her waist tight yet gentle as if they were holding the most precious thing in the world.

The blissful moment was stopped by loud cries just outside of the bedroom door.

V sighed and snuggled her head in the pillow, mumbling.

“Johnny... your cat wants to come in...”

Johnny groaned and hid his face in V’s hair, while saying in a deep morning voice.

“Yesterday he was yours, when he scratched me and snuggled with you...”

“But you made me take him in”

“You searched the whole city for food to give him”

V kicked him under the covers “Just get up and let him in before he scratches the door”

“You go” Johnny said stubbornly.

“Johnny” she whined.

The man sighed “Okay but what do I get in return?”

“The love of your life, being veryyyy happy” V said, with a smile.

Johnny pinched her side, making her jump a bit “Low blow princess”

“Okay fine. I will wear that skirt you got me...”

“Hmmm... something extra to it?”

V opened her tired eyed and looked at the smirking bastard “I will let you fuck me in it. Will that cut it, for you?”

Johnny grinned and kissed her sweetly, before getting up to let the cat in.

The merc rolled her eyes and snuggled deeper in the sheets, hoping to get another hour of sleep. Nibbles jumped into the bed and squeezed his way under the cover to snuggle into V’s chest.

She opened her eyes and smiled at the little thing.

“Hey, there baby” she cooed as the cat purred as he fell back asleep.

Johnny snorted as he got back in the bed and wrapped his arms around her once again.

“Now it’s ‘hey there baby’ and few moments ago he suddenly was my cat”

V smiled and turned a bit to kiss him on his cheek “Did I mention that I love your grumpy ass?”

“Yeah, you did. Especially in my leather pants” Johnny said with a smirk.

V shook her head and put her head back on the pillow, enjoying the warmth that Johnny provided along with Nibbles.

Two hours later V woke up in the bed alone. Both her man and her cat gone.

She stretched and made her way sleepily to the kitchen, already smiling at Johnny’s voice.

“Off of the counter buddy or she’ll nag both of us”

V silently came around the corner where she saw Johnny making coffee. His long hair pulled in a messy bun, wearing his black pyjama pants and red t-shirt.

Slowly she made her way to him and wrapped her arms around his waist, tucking her head under his arm to look up at him, saying.

“Busted”

He laughed and pointed at the cat “He doesn’t listen, not my fault”

V looked at the cat who simply meowed at her and walked closer to paw at her. She turned a bit to look at his food bowl.

“Johnny?”

“Hmm?”

“Why does our cat have a bowl full of cereal?”

Johnny looked at the food bowl in question simply shrugging “We’re out of cat food. Figured that he wouldn’t mind”

V looked up at the love of her life and bursted out laughing.

“What?” he asked in confusion “Food is food, V”

She kissed his cheek with a shake of her head “Oh you’re lucky that I love you, you gonk”

With that she pulled away and picked up their cat, putting him on the ground. Then she made her way to their fridge to make breakfast.

“After you drink your coffee you need to go out and buy him food. Our cat can’t survive on cereal, especially since we’re going out tonight”

Johnny grumbled under his breath as he drinked his black coffee while making a cup of latte for V.

“What was that Robert?” she asked, trying to act strictly.

He glared at her and said “Oh nothing, Violette”

“Dick”

“Cunt”

Meow.

They looked down at their cat who was staring at his owners.

Both lovers started laughing as Johnny said.

“Well said buddy”

V smiled at them, her chest full of warmth.

It was evening as V stood in front of the bar, cursing under her breath as she tried to pull her red leather skirt a bit down.

Whistling caught her attention and as she raised her head up she saw smirking Judy and Panam walking towards her.

“Not. A. Word—“

“Damn you look like a rockstar” Judy said with a mischievous smirk.

“Or rather a rockstar’s chick” Panam corrected with a grin.

V glared at them, her cheeks dusted with a bit of a blush. She was wearing a short red leather skirt, black and red SAMURAI t-shirt from that 2020 tour, fishnets and combat boots. Her black hair was left unchanged and a bit messy and her usually purple painted lips were now dark red.

“Fuck off”

The girls laughed and looked at each other asking.

“Johnny?”

V nodded still blushing “Johnny...”

They laughed again as V crossed her arms with a pout. It was no secret that she preferred wearing pants some turtle neck and a jacket. But Johnny, always insisted on her wearing something more ‘sexy’ from time to time.

Even when he was inside her head, he would nag her about only wearing one thing.

“Okay, if the comedian squad would like to join me. It would be fucking great”

Soon V and the girls were sitting in a large booth, drinking their drinks.

“—and Saul even agreed with me! It’s still so weird leading the family with him...”

V smiled saying “Well I’m not surprised he agreed it was a pretty good plan, Panam. Also I get the feeling, Rogue started nagging me to take over as a fixer and the owner of Afterli—“

“Holy shit, V! You never told us that!” Judy said in shock as she shared a look with Panam.

“I didn’t?” V asked out loud with a frown.

“Em no? The fuck V! That’s big!” Panam said, but as she saw V looking away she frowned asking “Aren’t you happy?”

V shuffled in her seat “I don’t know... I mean. I want to say yes and all, but Johnny and I... we still haven’t decided on what we want to do”

“You should follow your gut, V. It served you well so far” said Judy while taking a drink of her fruit and tequila drink.

“I agree. I mean that’s what I do with Saul all this time. And look I’m doing fucking great” added Panam while waving to a waitress to bring her another beer.

V smiled and nodded “Yeah. Yeah maybe you’re right”

The girls smiled at her just as V felt someone’s hand touch her hip. She turned, her hand already moving to punch whoever touched her, only for it to be stopped by a familiar metal arm.

Johnny grinned and brought her fist closer to his lips to kiss it, saying “I love the way you greet me sweetheart”

V rolled her eyes and looked behind her boyfriend where Kerry, Danny and Nancy stood. She smiled at the group saying.

“Hi!”

Johnny was quickly pushed away by the group as they all hugged and greeted the young merc, along with her friends.

“So you sure you don’t want to play with us?” Nancy asked with a grin.

“No, no, no I’m not good with the guitar or singing—“

“Bullshit. V has some talent, heard her humming few times and sing while drunk. She’s good” Judy said with a smile as V blushed.

“Huh I think that I only heard you humm once, when I was in the coma... but it’s a bit fussy” Johnny said with a frown.

Kerry grinned “Someone’s hidding their talent, honey?”

V’s face was ok fire as she crossed her arms “No. I’m good at breaking arms so if you wanna continue?”

The group quickly scattered with only Johnny left as he laughed and kissed her, slowly but deeply. As he pulled away he whispered “You’ll have to sing to me someday, sweetheart”

With that he walked away while calling over his shoulder “Love your ass in this skirt by the way!”

V rolled her eyes and turned back to her friends, ordering a drink as the girls laughed at her flustered expression.

During the night, the SAMURAI was playing in the bar. V smiled as she saw Johnny enjoying being back on the stage once again, along with his friends. He and Kerry worked everything out during the time that Johnny was back. Now SAMURAI was playing at least once a month in some bars, V was always there. Sometimes alone and sometimes with her friends.

Johnny always asked for her to find a place to sit where he could see her. He said that he felt better knowing that she was right there in the line of his sight. So tonight he definitely saw two guys come over to their booth.

“Hey there, beautiful” one of them said, leaning closer to V.

“Fuck off” she said rolling her eyes.

“Oh come on, pretty girl” the other one said.

Panam looked ready to stand up, but V signaled her to stay seated as she herself stood up to the two far taller men. One of them noticed her t-shirt and said.

“Oh you like SAMURAI? Well it’s your lucky day, beautiful. Cause we know the whole band” said the first one, with a grin.

The music was loud enough that both men didn’t hear both Judy and Panam snort, trying to stifle their laughter.

V raised her brow, deep inside kinda pitying the guys for how unluckily they chose the lie.

“Yeah! We’re even going to the after party with them! Back at Eurodyne’s apartment!” said the other guy.

She smiled wickedly and said in a dumbest tone she could manage “Oh really! Oh I looooove Kerry! He’s the best!”

The girls were almost shaking with laughter as V played her part.

“So eh.. you coming?” the guy asked as his friend smiled.

“Yeah sure, let’s go outside” V said with a smirk.

To no surprise. Once the guys grabbed V’s arms in a not so friendly manner and led her outside, into an alleyway.

“Now shut up. You’re going to with us”

V snorted “Yeah that’s a good one”

With that V pushed them away, kicking the closest guy in his knee, causing to snap back. Then she turned and punched the other and bigger guy, but he managed to duck. V picked up a pipe from the ground and hit the guy on the ground who was probably looking for his gun. As she did that, the other guy grabbed her around the waist.

“Fucking bitch! You’re coming with me!”

“Fuck off!” she screamed, hitting him on the nose with the back of her head.

The guy let go of her and she turned to pick up her pipe, when a gun shoot was heard.

V flinched as a body behind her fell on the ground with a loud thud. She looked up to see Johnny standing in the alleyway, his gun in his hand.

“Johnny—“ she started just as he shot the guy on the ground, who was unconscious right between the eyes.

Then he was walking towards her, his expression unreadable. When she was in the arm’s reach, he pulled her closer and hugged tightly.

She rubbed his back as he was trembling slightly. He would say that it was from the cold, but V knew what triggered him.

“Hey... hey I’m okay. No one’s taking me”

After a moment Johnny pulled away and touched her cheek saying “Don’t you ever do something like this again”

V bit her lip and nodded “Okay, okay I’m sorry. I just knew that they wouldn’t leave us alone and didn’t want to make a fuss in the bar”

“I don’t care about that. Just watching them grab you like that and take out of the bar—“

“Shh... I know, I’m sorry. I didn’t think, okay? I’m right here” V said, feeling bad that she cause Johnny to in a way, relive his trauma.

They stood there for a while just holding each other, before V pulled him back inside the bar. On their way there Johnny kicked one of the corpses.

“Fucking dogs”

V only rubbed his back and kissed his cheek. Once inside she and Johnny joined their friends at the booth.

No one seemed too worried, probably knowing that V could handle herself. Especially since Johnny went out to look for her.

Kerry smiled at them warmly and asked about what happened. V told him about the guys and he simply shook his head with a snort.

“So I’m guessing they weren’t your chooms?” V asked with a smirk, trying to lighten up the mood.

Kerry laughed and shook his head “Nah, maybe there’s some other Eurodyne in the town”

V laughed and looked up at Johnny who was still stiffly holding her hand, squeezing it every once in a while. As if he was making sure that she was right there with him. She pinched his side, bringing his eyes to hers as she said.

“Relax, I’m fine. We’re fine”

He nodded and kissed her hair, whispering “I love you”

“And I you” V whispered with a smile.

The rest of the night the band and V’s friends spent drinking at the bar. The odd bunch of people were all surprisingly getting along.

Nancy was really interested in Panam and her clan, already asking the nomad if she could maybe do an article on them. Danny and Judy seemed to only talk about the braindances and new technologies on the market. While Kerry, Johnny and V were talking about everything and nothing at the same time.

But the topic mostly surrounded Johnny and how he was when Kerry first met him.

“—and there was Johnny. Jumping out of the window of some new chick and running to my car, screaming for me to drive”

V snorted and Johnny shrugged his shoulders, his hand still holding his girlfriend’s hand.

“She never told me that she had a husband”

Kerry snorted “And you didn’t ask. You’re lucky the guy didn’t shoot your balls off”

V laughed and looked up at the man beside her.

“You really were impossible”

Johnny looked down at her and smirked “Sweetheart you had me inside your brain. It shouldn’t be a revelation for you”

“True” V said with a grin.

“Okay chooms, it’s time to start the party” said Johnny as he waved the waitress over, ordering a shit ton of alcohol.

It was around four in the morning, as the women all went to have a smoke in front of the bar, leaving Johnny and Kerry all alone.

“You’re not drunk” said Kerry, as he took a sip of his drink.

Johnny shrugged “I’m tipsy and someone needs to take us to our apartment. Seeing how V was barely walking, means that it’ll be me”

Kerry smiled at his friend saying “You changed, Johnny. And not because someone made you. You changed on your own. Never thought that I would live long enough to see it”

Johnny looked down at his own drink, saying “I honestly felt tempted to drink some more tonight. I didn’t want to remember how I got home and wake up with my head about to explode...”

“But?” Kerry asked, already knowing what his friend will say.

“But then I remembered V. And the thought of going home with her, drunk off of my ass in this fucked up city. Stopped being appealing” Johnny said, as his fists clenched “You know that when Alt was taken... I was both drunk and high. I couldn’t protect her and she paid the price for my stupidity. I wouldn’t be able to live with myself, if V suffered because I choose ‘fun’ over her”

Kerry put down his drink and reached across the table to put his hand on Johnny’s shoulder “Johnny. What happened to Alt, will never happen to V okay? She’s the best mercenary in this city, has every fixer here backing her up and Johnny fucking Silverhand is by her side at all times. So she’s safer than most people are”

Johnny smiled and nodded, but the weight didn’t exactly leave his shoulders. Before he could thank Kerry, Judy came up to them.

“V’s calling you”

Immediately Johnny was on his feet, grabbing her and his jackets and leaving the bar. There he saw Panam, Danny and Nancy crouching next to sobbing V.

He kneeled in front to her asking “V? Hey, what’s going on sweetheart?”

V’s head snapped up right away as she jumped and wrapped her arms around his neck, saying.

“Johnny!! I thought that you left...”

Her words confused him as he said “V, I was inside with Kerry. You went out to smoke remember?”

She shook her head mumbling “I only smoke so that you would come out and talk to me...”

Johnny was a silent for a few seconds, before smiling at her “You could just ask, I would come along”

V mumbled something drunkenly and gripped his jacket harder, not letting go as tears were still streaming down her flushed cheeks.

Johnny sighed and looked up at Nancy who seemed to be the most sober “Call us a cab, will ya? I’ll take her home, she needs to sleep it off”

“Yeah I thought so.. I already called. It should be here any minute”

“Thanks”

The women nodded and headed back inside the bar with a short goodbye.

Johnny picked up V as she started calming down a bit, exhaustion taking a toll on her.

The ride home was mostly peaceful as V fell asleep on his chest in the cab. He then carried her up to their new apartment and put her in their bed.

After dressing her into her favourite pyjamas, wiping off her makeup and checking all the windows and doors, Johnny laid down with her.

The move of the mattress woke her up a bit, as she mumbled “Johnny?”

He hugged her closely and kissed her head, whispering “I’m right here, go back to sleep”

She snuggled into him and once again fell asleep, with his following soon after.

Next morning was tough for V as she groaned and pulled her pillow over her head.

“Rough morning, sweetheart?” Johnny asked with a smirk from where he was leaning against the door frame.

V raised the pillow a big and glared at him “Don’t you know it, bastard”

He laughed and went to sit by her side, rubbing her back slightly “If you’re gonna puke. I would rather you do it in the bathroom and not in our bed”

She flipped him off saying “You can bite my ass!”

And to no one’s surprise.

He did just that.

V jumped and threw her pillow at him “The fuck Johnny?!”

Johnny laughed and watched as she was rubbing her ass cheek.

“I did what you suggested, sweetheart”

She glared “Dick”

“Cunt” he said still smirking.

They stared at each other for a while, before Johnny finally stood up saying “I’ll go make you some breakfast, you have painkillers on the nightstand”

“Thanks” she mumbled already moving to get some.

By late noon V was feeling a bit better and finally got out of the bed. She was cleaning the kitchen a bit, when Johnny came in the kitchen handing her, her jacket.

“Get ready, we’re going out”

V took the jacket asking “Where?”

“You’ll see. I want to talk to you about something. So move your ass, so we can delta out of here” he said while going to sit in the living area.

Feeling confused as hell, V made her way to their bedroom and got dressed. She was just pulling her hair into a messy bun, as she walked out.

“Ready?” Johnny asked, getting up from their red leather couch.

“Yeah but—“

“No questions. Now let’s go” he said, taking her hand and walking out of the apartment.

Around 20 minutes later they pulled up at the familiar hotel. V got out and looked at Johnny in confusion.

“Pistis Sophia” she stated.

Johnny nodded and reached out to take her hand, leading them to the familiar balcony near the also familiar room.

Once there, he let go of her hand and leaned against the railing. Looking at the sun reflecting in the water.

“You know... I think that’s the place where I realised that I love you” he said, still admiring the view.

V smiled and also leaned on the railing, their arms touching “Mine was at your supposed grave, when you asked for a second chance... you smiled at me a bit awkwardly as if half thinking that I would tell you to piss off”

Johnny smiled, reaching over to take V’s hand in his metal one.

“So I fell first huh? That’s new”

V laughed saying “Maybe. Maybe not. I’m not exactly sure when I started loving you, I just know when I realised that I had these feelings”

They stayed silent for a little while, just looking at the sea as they hands stayed joined.

“Rogue offered to pass down the Afterlife to me. Along with being a fixer” V suddenly said, not wanting to hold it inside any longer.

Johnny looked at her with a small smile “I know”

V furrowed her brows asking “You know?”

“Yeah. She actually asked for my opinion on this”

“And what did you say?”

“That there’s no one else who could do it as good as you. Also told her to get out of her ass and ask you herself” Johnny said with a grin.

V laughed a bit, before asking “Do you really think that I should do it?”

“The question is, sweetheart. Do you want to do it?”

She looked down saying “I don’t know... we still didn’t exactly figure out what we want to do next and—“

“V” said Johnny as he touched her chin, making her look in the eyes “I want you to do what you want to do. Don’t look at me, just follow your heart”

V smiled and took his hand “I love you, Johnny. And I want to take Rogue’s offer, but I want you to be happy as well”

“I lived my life V. I did what I wanted, acted how I wanted and worked where I wanted. Now it’s time for you to do the same”

“But what do you want?” she asked, feeling unsure of the whole thing.

Johnny smiled and kissed her hair “I just want you. Our small apartment. Our ugly cat and to just wake up with you in my arms”

V smiled asking “So what? The great Johnny Silverhand going to retirement?”

He shrugged “Why not. I could do some merc work every now and then, if we’ll be tight on the money. Help you out at Afterlife and still play once a month with Kerry and the girls. But yeah, retirement sounds nice”

“Are you sure though? I don’t want you holding back because of me, Johnny”

“I’m sure, sweetheart. I just want to be with you” Johnny said, kissing V gently and slowly as the sun shined on them.

When they pulled away Johnny grinned at her saying “And to prove that, I want to ask you something”

V watched as he pulled away and pulled out something from his pocket. Then he opened his palm to show her two silver rings. She gasped and looked into his dark eyes.

“I know that, I didn’t propose to you first but who really gives a shit about sentimental crap like that. So, Violette Bakker. Would you like to marry me, right here in this dirty hotel?” he asked with a smirk, but his eyes were shining with warmth and love.

V teared up a bit, but still grinned saying “Well, Robert John Linden. I would love to marry you, even on the junkyard where they dumbed me”

He smiled at her and leaned down to kiss her passionately, few tears escaping from V’s eyes.

When they pulled away, V took the bigger ring and tried to slit it on Johnny’s left hand. But the metal fingers weren’t exactly made for wearing rings.

“Oh... didn’t really think about that” Johnny said, frowning slightly.

V pulled the ring away and instead reached for Johnny’s dog tags. She pulled them off of his neck.

“What are you—?” Johnny started, but cut himself off as he watched V getting his ring on the chain, where it joined the tags.

She smiled at him and put them back on his neck, before doing the same thing to her own dog tags and ring.

“Now we can wear them the same way” she said with a sweet smile.

Johnny touched the ring that was hanging around his neck and smiled too, saying.

“I love you”

V also touched her own ring, saying “I love you too”

The pair stood there looking at each other, in the place that really started what they had now. Some might say that it was just an old dirty hotel. A place that didn’t hold any meaning.

But to Johnny and V?

That place meant everything to the start of their story and to the very end of it.

•the end•

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