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CS AU Week Day 1: Crossover
Emma goes to his bar every Wednesday, unaware that they’re more alike than she knows. He’s running from his ghosts and she’s just running. Mutual attractions leads to – can you even be friends with benefits when you’re not really friends? A Jessica Jones inspired CS AU.

Rated M for smut. | ao3 | FF

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She goes to his bar on Wednesday nights with blood still on her knuckles more times than it’s not, the thrill of the chase still signing in her bones. The tequila helps calm the fire, but the rum – the rum only fans the flame.

She doesn’t say anything to him from her place tucked in the corner, just watches as he talks to the regulars and wipes down the bar top, charms the women who stare at him over the rims of their glasses with appreciative eyes and wide smiles. Sometimes he leaves with them and sometimes he doesn’t, but she doesn’t bother herself with the specifics. They’re normal, good for him. They don’t bring the same baggage she does.

Not that she’s interested.

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