Fighter, Soldier, Father, Survivor,-Stranger Things Verse-
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James 'Jimbo' Hopper. Vietnam Vet. Police Chief of Hawkins. Divorced.
Stranger Things Muse. O.C. and Crossover friendly.
Ships with Joyce or strong Chem.
Dark and mature themes.
Penned by #LostSailor
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Hopper's heart rate went wild and he swallowed a hard lump in his throat. He was suppose to be tough, strong and in control of his emotions and here he was, like a jelly fish. He grunted and then put his hands on hers, squeezing her hands lightly.
"Shouldn't we be trying to++
Her hand on his chest, the touch, the warmth it sent a jolt of electricity through him. Not an unpleasant feeling, and he wished for more of it. His thumb softly caressed the curve of her cheek bone and when she turned to fit almost against him, he found himself hitching his++
++breath. Damn, what was it about this woman that made him go from the big bear to a softie. It was only the two of them, he could afford to let just a smidged of softness come through.
"I did, everyday I thought of you," it sounded cliche but it was the truth. He gazed at her++
"And your tiny enough to fit through a mouse hole," he teases her with a glint of amusement in his eyes. He watches her straighten out things on the counter, as another customer walks into the store. It's the only store open in town. Hopper taps Joyce's arm.
"Eight o'clock,--
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This moment was one that for him, would be burned in his mind for a long time, in his memory. He held her gaze, looking into her dark eyes and he allowed himself to get carried away into the wave of emotion.
"I have waited for this moment for so long," his lips were close to++
"No more potato chips, or Waffles and TV dinners," he spoke softly, and it would be good to have a meal, as an adult and with someone he enjoyed spending time with, someone who understood him. He let his thumb brush over the top of her hand and he chuckled lightly.
"Think you++
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He holds the can of soda and looks at his hand, where her fingers touch just for a fleeting moment. He knows she is on edge, constantly worried about Will, wrapping him up in bubble wrap so nothing could harm him. He admired her for it.
"Touche Joyce," he remarks with a little+
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This woman, she has a stubborn streak in her, which he finds cute and sometimes down right annoying like right now. He caresses her back, for just a moment and then stood even closer to her side, watching her busy herself, trying to deflect which she was so good at.
"And there-
+there it is again, the 'I'm fine' which is code for yes something is bothering me," he doesn't want to pressure her so he gives her back a slight pat and then lowered his face, just a bit, so that she could see into his eyes. There was this little moment of tenderness that he-
