(Okay that makes me feel better I started stressing 😅)
Nikki had read the note she just crumbled it and threw it away before grabbing a blanket that was 10x bigger than her and reading a book she was still reading when jo came back but she didn't even say anything just glanced at him before going back to her book
(Lol, sorry dear)
Jo sighs and sinks into the armchair, watching Nikki still.
Still silent.
After a moment, he opens his mouth to apologise.
(It's okay don't worry lol)
Nikki wasn't reading anymore she couldn't concentrate she was just starting at the words on the pages flipping through them aimlessly she sighed and closed the book as soon as Jo opened his mouth "don't…just don't say anything."
(lol okie)
Jo shuts his mouth with an audible click and proceeds to just stare.
For the first time, he was just watching and listening. A miracle.
Nikki sat in silence for a moment before sighing
"I'm..I'm sorry for calling you a prick, and throwing the breakfast you made me…if I'm being honest that was a bitch move."
Jo shakes his head slightly, cracking a smile. He still doesn't reply, just watches Nikki closely.
Nikki paused after speaking and waited for him to speak but he didn't so she huffed and picked up her book again and started reading
After a couple more moments, Jo finally speaks.
"So. . . you're sorry. . . for being you." he asks.
Nikki rolled her eyes "just take the goddamn apology."
Jo starts laughing.
"Okay, okay!"
She settled back into the couch and sighed "thank you.."
Jo smiles, still laughing softly.
"You're welcome."
Nikki shook her head and pinched her nose "where did you go?"
"Somewhere." Jo says mysteriously.
"Im serious Jo where were you."
"You'll see tomorrow. I have to go out early to get what I bought today. Plus some extra stuff." he smiles.
"Wait Wait what do you mean you got shot we had a fight and you bought something??"
"Yep. What's your point?" Jo chuckles.
"Why-"
"Why not?" he counters.
"Why would you?"
"Because I can? C'mon, you'll see why tomorrow. s for today, the rest of the house is a wreck. I'm going to be cleaning." he replies.
"I- your cleaning?"
"Yup. I am a house husband until tomorrow morning." he says cheerfully, standing up and stretching.
"Wh- your a what the fuck?"
"House husband! You know, stays at home, cooks, cleans. . ." he grins.
"A stay at home husband? And…why?"
"Because I was shot, dear. Keep up, will you?" he snickers.
"You shouldn't be doing anything because you got shot."
"I can't sit around and do nothing, it's a physical impossibility." he snorts.