Penguins don't fly

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    Jerome and I were hiding in an abandoned building, waiting for all the commotion to pass by. But, who knows what we were doing to pass the time? Maybe fucking. Maybe not. Jealously gets the best of people, I'll tell you that.

    I was standing by an old window that had a view of the street right infront of the Police Department. I was wearing Jerome's Police uniform top with nothing else but underwear underneath.

    "Huh." I said softly. Then he sat up and watched me.

    "What?" He asked.

    He was still wearing his pants, but no belt. Shirtless with the uniform tie around his neck, a little tighter than your normal tie...heh..

    He also had the Police hat on crooked. It was cute. Then I shook my head.

    "Nothing. Just surprised they're not gone yet." I replied.

    Then he stood up and walked towards me, reaching above me and shutting the blinds.

    "Well get away from the window before someone sees you." He stared down at me, and I stared up at him. Then I smiled and lifted myself up on my toes and gently placed my hands on his shoulders, about to kiss him.

****yes ik he still looks like Shawn but if u think and believe hard enough you'll see our clown prince ;)***

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****yes ik he still looks like Shawn but if u think and believe hard enough you'll see our clown prince ;)***

    Then his cellphone rang. I froze, looking at the nightstand next to the old bed. Jerome sighed.

    "It's Galavan. Give me a second." He muttered.

   Then he quickly walked over, grabbing his phone and answering the call.

    "Hello?" He said politely.

    "Where the hell are you two, it's been 2 hours! Barbara got back an hour and a half ago!" Theo said, a bit upset.

    I walked over and climbed into Jerome's lap. I didn't know I was this in love with him until I actually let him do things to me.

    "We left late. Greenwood's dead, the cop's are still hanging outside the place." Jerome replied casual as ever.

   He wrapped his arm around my waist and glared out into the room. Then he turned it on speaker and handed it to me.

    "Is he telling the truth?" Theo asked me.

   "What are you talking about- of course he is..." I said back.

   "Don't lie to me. If I find out you're lying, I'll bust you worse than last time." He said lowly. Jerome tilted his head. My eyes flickered. I didn't want to talk anymore.

    "Say, Uh, Theo. I don't like the way you talk to my lady. What would happen if we don't come back at all? We aren't your dogs, we're helping you get in a better place." Jerome said. Theo sighed.

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