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Indie Raymond "Red" Reddington from NBC's Blacklist. Private. Selective. Mun/Muse 21+. Dark Themes present. Please read rules/bio before following/interacting. Written by Erick

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He hadn’t been expecting a text from John, hell, they hadn’t even spoken in almost a year, but when Raymond’s phone vibrated, and he saw that code, ‘dustoff’, from John of all people, he scrambled his resources and had a literal helicopter there in under ten minutes. Unsure why of all people he had been chosen, when he found John(John’s body? No, no, he was breathing thank god.) it was clear. Immediately, he set up for a code 77 as the on-board medics did what they could to staunch the bleeding. 

The surgeons had him open for nearly eight hours, and Red stayed the whole time, sat on a barstool, fiddling with his hat as though it could possibly take his mind off the fact that one of the few people he could almost consider a friend was in danger of never getting off of that table. 

But he had. And he’d survived long enough to be moved to an undisclosed location to heal. Once he’d recuperated, John was still rehabbing his body at one of Red’s private homes. He wasn’t there every day, not with a bustling criminal empire to run, but he made plenty of appearances, somehow took to cooking for John. He’d gotten to know him quite well as he was on the mend. 

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This morning, it was a frittata for breakfast, along with an offer. “John, I’m not letting you out of my sight so easily again. Look what happened last time! At least if you’re near me, I’ll know why you’re riddled with bullets and trying to crawl to safety.”

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