#dan ashcroft x jones

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A collection Jones and Dan Ashcroft gifs! (Part One x)

A person I know asked if there are any Jones/Dan gifs, and since there are basically none, I took it upon myself to make some! (Along with a single of Nathan, cuz i thought it was funny.)

Enjoy! :D

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Claire thought Jones would be a loud crier.

He’s so fucking loud in all other aspects of his life, it makes sense that he would scream, and sob. That he’d take shuddering, heaving breaths and kick his feet like a toddler.

So she didn’t really know how to react to him curled up as small as possible, his face in his knees. The only tell of what he was feeling the slight shake in his shoulders.

He was wearing a thick jumper, the sleeves covering his hands where his arms were wrapped around his legs.

“Um, Jones?”

And when he looked up Claire felt her heart shatter into pieces inside of her.

The silent emotion was so much worse than the loudness she had pictured.

Because the look on Jones’s face, his day-old makeup smeared down his cheeks, his hair both flat and messy, as though he had been tugging and tearing at it.

But the look on his face was of pure hopelessness.

“Are you alright?”

Claire wasn’t a comforting person by nature, but everything in her was screaming to protect this man, to act as though he was a baby bird with a fractured wing she’d found in the garden.

“Claire,” Jones barely choked out. He closed his mouth and shook his head, a new wave of tears dripping down his sharp cheekbones.

she sat down next to him.

“What’s wrong?”

She never much liked Jones, she doesn’t understand what Dan even sees in him. why he lets the loud trendy take up so much space in his life.

And those blue eyes were so much more crystal with salty tears filling them up.

“You don’t know?” He asked. And then he turned himself on the couch to face her, taking one of her hands in both of his.

She recognized the jumper as one of Dan’s.

“Claire, Dan, he-” Jones squeezed his eyes closed, taking a deep breath before looking back at her. “Barley said he jumped. Out the window at Trashbat.He wouldn’t tell me why and Claire, he’s-he’s” his breath hitched, and Claire was mortified as Jones curled into her shoulder, his silent sobs shaking his thin shoulders again.

“I’m sorry,” he was muttering. “I’m sorry.”

“Jones, Dan’s fine.”

Jones wrapped his skinny arms around her, tugging her closer to him.

“He’s not, I know he’s not. I’m sorry I didn’t call, Claire, but I thought you knew that he’s-”

“No, Jones, I’m serious.”

Claire pushed his shoulders and held him at arm’s length.

“Dan’s in hospital, and his back is fucked up and he’s broken both legs and an arm, but he’s fine.”

Jones was as still as a statue.

It was unnerving from a man typically so high energy.

“He sent me here to collect some things for him. I have a list.” She pulled the list out of her back pocket, showing Jones Dan’s scribbled handwriting, the pleas for the patted Walkman and a few of Jones’s mixes.

“He’s alive,” Jones whispered to himself, a look of childlike awe on his face at the list in his fingers. “He’s alive.”

And then he looked up at Claire, and she never thought she’d say it, but the laughter was so much better. So much better than the silence.

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Summary:  Vince and Jones get to know each other a little better, they try to find meaning in their meeting, and a plan forms.

HEY CHAPTER TWO IS UP. Watch our boys chat. We learn more about Jones as a person but ooh, there’s so much more to come ;) Thank you for all the love so far, Enjoy!