so i hear you like a bad boy {flynn/johnny}

j o h n n y .



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”Uhh… who are you?”

The confusion on the young victors face only has my grin growing. I hadn't expect him to know who I was, after all it was part of my job description to stay out of sight, to be nothing but a shadow. He looked slightly flustered, and I would not lie and say that it was not flattering. Plus, it didn't hurt that he looked cute, cheeks flushed red against the cold. "Yeah, uhhhmm. Do you know where Declan Garner is? And how are you even allowed in there?”

"Mr. Garner has gone home for the night. You just missed him actually," I say casually, moving out of the doorway slightly so that the door could close behind me, hiding the girl strapped to the table. She might have been dead by now, I wasn't sure, but I sure as hell wasn't going to let Flynn Garner see it. "And I work here," it's a vague answer, and the only one that the cute victor would get. Mr. Garner would probably have my ass handed to the peacekeepers if I let slip exactly what my job role entailed was.

"Is there anything I can help you out with, handsome? I feel like I would be more entertaining that the old man."

j o h n n y .



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Flynn Garner does not seem very impressed with me, his arms crossed against his chest in an almost defensive stance. I didn't know what I did to set him off, but it didn't bother me too much, I was nothing if I wasn't charming, it just meant I had to work a little harder. I was determined to see that smile before he turned his back on me.

I don't know why I was so determined to make him flustered or to see that smile, but I put it down to boredom and the fact that I was just an unrestrained flirt. Who didn't enjoy a little flirtatious banter and a hot and heavy make-out session that felt just a little bit dangerous?

”He was meant to be giving me a tour of the place.” He says as he steps back slightly preparing to leave, but not without a curious look to the door behind me. Maybe I hadn't been as subtle as I thought. ”But I won’t waste your time. I will come back another day.” He continues and I step towards him, closing the distance a little more as I tilt my head to the side and give him a curious look. "I'll leave him a message," I pause shoving my hands into my pockets. "You don't have to leave, you know."

I take another step closer, "how about I pack up here and take you out for dinner." Not that I had much money, but I was sure Mr. Garner and a few dollars hanging around the lab, if not the girl on the table might be stowing away a little cash in those jean pockets- unless Mr. Garner's snatcher had robbed her before handing her over to die.

j o h n n y .



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”Asking me out for dinner, and I don’t even know your name?”

He almost looks surprised, his cheeks going red as he tried to fight off some of his awkwardness that just made my grin grow. He looked so cute with bright red cheeks and a stance that might have looked defensive had it not been for the way he almost fumbles to find the right words.

I also notice that he hadn't said no to my invite, so maybe I had charmed him after all.

”You can tell me all about my grandpa. I am guessing his bootlicker knows all of his secrets?” the young victor smirks and I rise my brows slightly in mock surprise.

"Bootlicker? I am nothing but a humble servant to your grandfather, but I can guarantee that there is absolutely no bootlicking." As I speak I turn to lock the door behind me, telling myself that I would leave enough time to return before Mr. Garner was due back to remove the body. "I'm Johnny and I guess I do know a secret or two about your grandfather-" I pause, giving Flynn a long slow look, "though my tongue has far better uses than licking boots."

j o h n n y .



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It looked like Flynn Garner wasn't used to being flirted with, all red cheeks and awkward glances. I personally found it cute, thoroughly enjoying the way my words provoked such an endearing reaction- and here I had been thinking that tonight would be uneventful, filled with reading boring silences magazines before burying a body in the cover of the night.

”There is no cap to you is there?” The young victor asks folding his arms across his chest, his posture changing from something slightly unease into something that was almost offering a challenge and damn did that have my heart beating a little faster. And I was ready to face up to that challenge, my eyebrows raising slightly at the challenge in his tone.

"Anyway, why do you think someone like me wants to be seen out in public…with someone like you?”

"Someone like me?" I throw back at him, looking at him with wide innocent eyes as I place a hand against my chest as though his words stung. "You mean handsome, charming and poor?" Okay, maybe not to innocent and a little too humble. "But if you don't want to be seen in public I could take you back to mine and cook you dinner."

Though if I was being honest taking him back to mine would not be ideal, especially considering I was broke and my apartment had a mouldy smell that I could not get rid of. No matter how much I tried.