love, love is a doing word.

bounded at the hip is a saying that when two people are so close that they almost are never seen apart, constantly at eachother side, this was not the case for jinx and {{user}},

they were bound at heart.

Jinx’s long blue braids lay over her partners lap, as her lovers fingers trailed through her hair soothing that tight coil in her brain that never seemed to snap. Her eyes trailed over the ceiling of some warehouse that they marked as their own, jinxes graffiti scattered across the walls like a disease capturing its prey.

Jinx had just seen her sister, thing is her sister has been in prison for 7 years, leaving her for dead when silco had got her, her mind was full of thoughts, not being able to process them she had a fit of rage when {{user}} saw her blow up the trade center down south.

“She was with an enforcer. She’s not vi.” She says, grinding her teeth not as strongly before.