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deceptionheadcanons · 6 years ago

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Asdghkl Cam and Johhny for 8. "I want my best friend back" (if you want!) Please!

“Johnny.”

He stopped. Immediately. He didn’t turn around…but he didn’tneed to. He knew that voice, and he knew that nickname. He knew who used it. Itwas staring him in the face, but he refused to turn around. Or maybe it wasbecause it was staring him in that face that he didn’t turn: he didn’t need to.He just stared straight ahead. Some part of him was tempted to keepwalking. He almost started. But right before he could, they were speaking again. The voice was more strained, this time, but it was still the same. Stillhis. “Johnny.” A little louder, a little firmer. Still, when he stayed frozen: “…Johnny.Look at me.”

He didn’t want to. But he did. Slowly, Jonathan turned. Theexpression on his face was so complicated, it was unreadable. His eyes flashedwhen they rested on the person standing only a few yards away from him. He hadno idea how long they’d been following him. He hadn’t even realized anyone wasbehind him. Figures. If anyone was to fool him…it’d be him. Cameron’s expressionwas much simpler to read. Simpler…but not less. His eyes were narrowed. In clearanger. But they were narrowed in clear sorrow, too. Regret. Betrayal.Desperation. He was staring at him with a lot of emotions, but at least theywere all easily picked out. Nothing like Jonathan’s expression. Which was filledwith so much…but was so empty at the same time.

The only sound was the rain aroundthem. It was pouring. He’d been trying to get back h-…to get back. Out of thehorrible weather. That was part of the reason they were the only people on thestreet. The rain was drumming hard, but the silence between them was even moreearsplitting. Jonathan waited for Cameron to say something else. But he didn’t.He just kept glaring at him with that same sorrowful anger. Eventually,Jonathan spoke. For the first time in months, Cameron heard his voice. “How didyou find me?”

He laughed. Or, it was the closest thing he could get toit right now. “You sure didn’t make it easy for me,” he reassured, the humorbone dry. Not his usual joking tone. Not at all. “What all do you want to hear? I could tell you a ton of stuff. I could tell you about how it felt to wake up and realize you left me. I could tell you all about my stay in prison, which was not fun, by the way. I could tell you about the lecture I got from Kay that lasted a week after she get me out, eventually. Or, how it was almost impossible to even start to figure out where you went; I’m pretty sure I stayed up for two whole days, once. I could…tell you how stupid it is that I had to come all the way out here to Basel Switzerland, which isn’t even a city I knew existed before now. Or maybe I could tell you how furious I am at you for doing all of this!” He scowled at him for a couple more seconds, before tacked on: “Which one of those do you want me to talk about, Jonathan?”

He was still silent. He just stared.

Cameron stared right on back. His voice was thin when he growled: “If you don’t want me to talk about any, I’ve got a couple questions myself.”

“Get out of here, Cameron.” Jonathan’s voice was flat. His brother jerked. Like he’d been slapped. Jonathan was already starting to step away. Seeing his brother, out of nowhere, had shocked him. It had rooted him into place. Now, he was catching up with himself. If Cameron was here, that meant Kay was here somewhere, too. He wasn’t going back. They couldn’t take him back. “Leave me alone, I can’t-”

It was like he’d read his mind. “I’m alone.” The two words stopped Jonathan again. He slowly looked back. Cameron’s glare had left. He looked much sadder, now. He took a step closer, and Jonathan immediately looked at his feet, as if by looking at them, they would be stopped. “I came alone, Johnny, nobody knows I’m here.” He hesitated before he repeated: “I came here alone. But…I don’t want to go back alone.”

Jonathan’s eyes flashed. He was silent for a very long time. Cameron took a couple steps closer. It looked like he had no idea what to say. Until he closed his eyes and ducked his head, shaking it like he was trying to dislodge all his thoughts. “I’m not coming back with you, Cameron,” he growled. “I’ve moved on. I don’t need you anymore.”

The last five words were like daggers in Cameron’s heart. His eyes went a little wider. He opened his mouth. Blanked, before he closed it again. He did that a couple of times. Before he finally managed to speak in a small croak. “Jonathan…you can’t run forever. I found you by myself, now, but sooner or later something is going to happen. Someone is going to catch up to you, you’re going to get hurt…I’m surprised nothing’s happened yet.” He looked at him desperately, before he begged: “Come back with me, Jonathan. Just…stop doing all of this.”

“There’s nothing left for me back there,” he practically snarled.

“Is there anything out here!?” Cameron demanded. Jonathan just glared at him. But he was almost certain he saw something in the very back of his gaze. A tired kind of sadness. An exhaustion. He took another step closer. “Money? ‘Fortune?’ She said if you helped crack the code, you would get some kind of cut? You don’t care about that! You don’t care about money, you never have!” He looked away. Cameron knew it just meant he was right. “You’re out here chasing after something you don’t even want, and I know you know that!”

“I’m free,” Jonathan snapped, his voice acidic when he whipped back up to glower at him. “Out here I’m free.”

“With the woman that was the reason you weren’t anymore,” Cameron countered. His voice just as icy. Jonathan’s hands were shaking, they were in such tight fists. Cameron took a step closer. “Don’t feed me the bullshit she cares more about you than I do…than the team does. I know that’s what she’s told you, but I know you’re smarter than that.” Jonathan was mute. Cameron softened just a little. “Jonathan…you can come back with me. You can admit you made a mistake…I know I can.”

He stepped even closer. “Jonathan…I’m…so sorry…for everything I’ve ever done to disappoint you. To not be there for you. I didn’t see that you were hurting…and that’s my fault. And I want to make it up to you. We all do. We want you to come back. Before you do anything you regret. Anything more, anyway.” He looked extremely upset. His voice was softer when he hedged: “…Bank robberies? Heists? …Can’t be just a coincidence they seem to spring up wherever you’ve been.” Jonathan closed his eyes. “Johnny…you’re digging your hole deeper. You have to stop, while you still have the chance to.”

He turned and glared at him. Before he knew what he was saying, he was snapping: “I don’t have a chance, anymore. I can’t go back.” The moment he said this, he was stilling. His face was falling, his eyes were widening just a little. Cameron’s did, too. Jonathan tried to recover and scowl at him. But the fire was lost. His voice was weary. “Go away, Cameron.” Cameron’s face fell. “Just go away.”

“No.” He said it simply. “No, I’m not leaving you, Johnny. I left you at Rockland, I’m not going to leave you again.”

“You don’t have a choice.” He couldn’t do this anymore. He couldn’t keep looking at Cameron’s face. The way he was looking at him. He turned his back and started to walk again. His shoulders hunched. “I can’t go back. It’s too late. There’s nothing left for me anymore.” He was soaked. His chest felt like someone was carving into it. He couldn’t listen to this anymore, he couldn’t think about it. He just needed to get back, and he needed to distract himself. With plans, with ideas, he needed to numb himself in strategy; that’s what had worked up until this point. He just needed to-

He stopped short. Cameron had rushed out. Now he was grabbing onto his wrist. Jonathan was halted, but he didn’t turn. Just like before, he stared down at the ground. The pain in his chest was growing. Why did he have to find him? Why did he have to come? Why couldn’t he just let him go? “Johnny.” Cameron’s voice was the most desperate he’s ever heard it. “I’ve messed up. We’ve both messed up, but we can both fix it, I know we can. Please come back with me. Come back home. You know this isn’t your home. You know this is wrong. We miss you. We want you back. Not as a stand-in for a show, not as someone to keep around just so you can use them to figure out a map. We want you, back, Jonathan. I want you back.”

Jonathan’s throat was hot. He choked back a swallow. He kept staring ahead for a long time. Before he turned to look back at his brother. Cameron smiled painfully when he did. Jonathan’s vision was beginning to blur. Was it from the rain? It felt too hot to be. No…they were tears. They rushed to burn his eyes and smear his vision entirely when Cameron pressed a little weaker: “I want my best friend, back, Johnny.”

He opened his mouth. He tried to snap at him that it was too late. That he’d done too much, that he didn’t want him in his life after he’d taken away everything from it. That he held too many grudges, that there was no going back. That Cameron had to leave and forget him. All the words lined up on his tongue but he couldn’t get them out. He opened his mouth to say something, but the moment he did he was just gasping, and instead, a sob worked its way out of his chest. The moment he did, he started to cry, his shoulders shaking as he ducked his head.

Cameron let go of his wrist. But it was only to rush forward and wrap his arms around him. He hugged him fiercely, the effort itself making him grimace. He hugged him hard and he refused to let go. Jonathan thought about pushing him away. Shaking him off. The thought was there. Just like the begrudging anger towards him, albeit faint, was still there.

But he couldn’t.

All Jonathan could do was sob again.

All he could do was duck his head into his brother’s shoulder and cling right back to him.

#Look I can write things!!! It's so late and I'm sorry but better late than never right? Yeah? No? Okay #Deception #Jonathan Black #Cameron Black #Prompt #I do not care about semantics does it show???

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princeshushu · 7 years ago

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