"Size doesn't matter- I trust those who matter not to believe any of it, they know us and they know me—" That was the point he was trying to get in there firmly, without a single bit of doubt. He knew his family, knew the ones who would fight and argue if any blood or not so much as tried to come at them with any sort of accusation or belief of any lies. "Let them talk if they talk, none of them matter." Not to him, he didn't care about others' opinions of himself.
Wouldn't do half of the things he'd ever done if he did care.
At least one stitch had indeed popped, but it wasn't stopping Gabriel from holding on desperately. He was desperate, didn't want Jack to leave, panic pumping through his system, helped ignore his own pain and keep that tight hold. Didn't want Jack to risk himself for anything, not for this- "It is a suicide mission, no matter how strong or capable you are." There was too much stacked against them.
Neither of them were fit for any of this shit right now, let alone either of them doing anything Jack had the idea of alone.
"Jack," A whine to his voice, a silent plea as a hand went around Jack's wrist, pulling his fist up and away from the floor after that third punch. Wanting to cradle it and Jack to himself. "I couldn't ask for a better bond- none of this means you aren't. I need you with me more than ever because of this."
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Date: 2019-07-08 04:54 pm (UTC)Wouldn't do half of the things he'd ever done if he did care.
At least one stitch had indeed popped, but it wasn't stopping Gabriel from holding on desperately. He was desperate, didn't want Jack to leave, panic pumping through his system, helped ignore his own pain and keep that tight hold. Didn't want Jack to risk himself for anything, not for this- "It is a suicide mission, no matter how strong or capable you are." There was too much stacked against them.
Neither of them were fit for any of this shit right now, let alone either of them doing anything Jack had the idea of alone.
"Jack," A whine to his voice, a silent plea as a hand went around Jack's wrist, pulling his fist up and away from the floor after that third punch. Wanting to cradle it and Jack to himself. "I couldn't ask for a better bond- none of this means you aren't. I need you with me more than ever because of this."