John shook his hands a couple of times and the flames dispersed.
"That better luv?"
He smirked as he sat up.
John Constantine
❝ I'm... trying to put them out- ❞
Rose pulls away, an embarrased flush on his cheeks. He should have known that wouldn't work-
♡°.•【 ESME HEADLEY 】
"Why are ya blowing on my hands eh?"
John murmured as all of Rose's blowing woke him up.
John Constantine
He furrows his brow. This guy is really drunk...
He looks at the other man's hands. Is there any way to put those out? He tries to blow on them like candles.
♡°.•【 ESME HEADLEY 】
Luckily, John's so drunk he couldn't stand up, and the words for the banishing spell had escaped him.
A few moments later, he passed out again, his hands still on fire.
John Constantine
❝ Aah-! Hang on! I'm not a demon! ❞
He raises his hands defensively, worry clear on his expression.
❝ I'm a man! I was just checking on you! ❞
♡°.•【 ESME HEADLEY 】
"Have at you you demon!"
He mumbles and tries to sit up.
He thinks he's being attacked by a demon and suddenly his hands are on fire.
John Constantine
Frown. He shakes a little harder.
❝ Sir?? ❞
♡°.•【 ESME HEADLEY 】
Mumbles but remains unconscious.
John Constantine
Kneels next to him, gently shaking him.
❝ Sir?? Are you okay? ❞
