If you gave me a second to tell you without trying to bite my goddamned head off, maybe you would know.
[ if she seriously assumes it is easy for Jack to show anything remotely close to weakness on the face that he prefers to keep hidden, she is sorely mistaken. providing any sense of vulnerability is a laughable concept to Soldier: 76 during most days. he doesn't have the time nor the patience to wear his emotions on his sleeve, and as detrimental as it is to keep everything contained into a tight little ball with no intention of being let out, that's just how he prefers things. who needs relationship woes when he's off trying to save the world all the time?
apparently him, because that's exactly why he is here. ] And if it helps, I don't have a girlfriend and I'm sure as hell not married. I'm not the model image that I used to be. There isn't much to marry or date. [ he's briefly taken aback when Hana's forehead digs into the shoulder piece of his jacket, and out of instinct, his hand reaches around to press down into the center of her back. stupid, stupid fatherly instinct takes over and he pulls her into a more full-fledged hug, running his nails up and down the length of her spine in the process. ]
I don't know yet. I tried taking two weeks to figure it out and you saw how that went. Things like this aren't so simple.
[ he's honest, and hopefully she will appreciate that as opposed to him biting his lips and making her believe he practically forgot about their night together. Jack pulls away to sit further back into his chair, using his free hand to tip her chin up so that she is guided to look at him again. even if she might be stubborn to do as such considering how bloodshot her eyes have gotten, he stares right into them, stroking his thumb against the outside of her jaw. ]
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[ if she seriously assumes it is easy for Jack to show anything remotely close to weakness on the face that he prefers to keep hidden, she is sorely mistaken. providing any sense of vulnerability is a laughable concept to Soldier: 76 during most days. he doesn't have the time nor the patience to wear his emotions on his sleeve, and as detrimental as it is to keep everything contained into a tight little ball with no intention of being let out, that's just how he prefers things. who needs relationship woes when he's off trying to save the world all the time?
apparently him, because that's exactly why he is here. ] And if it helps, I don't have a girlfriend and I'm sure as hell not married. I'm not the model image that I used to be. There isn't much to marry or date. [ he's briefly taken aback when Hana's forehead digs into the shoulder piece of his jacket, and out of instinct, his hand reaches around to press down into the center of her back. stupid, stupid fatherly instinct takes over and he pulls her into a more full-fledged hug, running his nails up and down the length of her spine in the process. ]
I don't know yet. I tried taking two weeks to figure it out and you saw how that went. Things like this aren't so simple.
[ he's honest, and hopefully she will appreciate that as opposed to him biting his lips and making her believe he practically forgot about their night together. Jack pulls away to sit further back into his chair, using his free hand to tip her chin up so that she is guided to look at him again. even if she might be stubborn to do as such considering how bloodshot her eyes have gotten, he stares right into them, stroking his thumb against the outside of her jaw. ]
What do you want this to be, huh? Tell me.