"A year?" He is just frustrated and hurt, and he hates that Vasquez teasing him hurts that bad. Fucking hell but he shouldn't care, and he definitely should feel betrayed. Even if they fought along side one another... back to back with one another... he is expecting too much. Obviously.
"It's been maybe three days. It can not have been more than three days since I was there in Rose Creek with you, and you're going to try and tell me it's been a year?"
He hates how much hurt there is in his chest, and it really makes him want to scream, or lash out, and instead he's just standing there, hands gripping tight at his side as his face screws up.
Jerking at that push, eyes flashing with anger and not pain. "Listen to yourself and tell me why you're acting like you're angry when you're telling me somehow it's been a damn year?! Be mad at me, but don't do that."
He can handle anger. Anger is easy. This? This he has no idea what to do with it and he so bad wants to fold his arms over his chest and stomp his foot and damn if he wants to even think about his eyes stinging as his nostrils flare.
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"It's been maybe three days. It can not have been more than three days since I was there in Rose Creek with you, and you're going to try and tell me it's been a year?"
He hates how much hurt there is in his chest, and it really makes him want to scream, or lash out, and instead he's just standing there, hands gripping tight at his side as his face screws up.
Jerking at that push, eyes flashing with anger and not pain. "Listen to yourself and tell me why you're acting like you're angry when you're telling me somehow it's been a damn year?! Be mad at me, but don't do that."
He can handle anger. Anger is easy. This? This he has no idea what to do with it and he so bad wants to fold his arms over his chest and stomp his foot and damn if he wants to even think about his eyes stinging as his nostrils flare.