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[captainkink]

[for my into darkness needs]

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[trickor]

You deserved it!

[captainkink]

For what?

[trickor]

Saying such ridiculous things again!

[captainkink]

What's ridiculous about it?! Why should I give a damn if you taint me or whatever?

[trickor]

Because you should care more for yourself!

[captainkink]

Like hell I will!

If you expect me to pick myself over you, you're sadly mistaken because it's not going to happen.

[trickor]

You swore on your ship you'd take better care of yourself.

[captainkink]

And it's a promise I'll keep.

But I'm not picking myself over you. Fuck that shit. You need someone to pick you and I'm picking you!

[trickor]

I will always choose myself, when it becomes necessary. I do not need you to!

[captainkink]

You're lying! God, you think I can't tell by now?!

I know what you were trying to say before. That you were mine. That's what scared you, because you couldn't tell if I was yours!

[trickor]

[has gone bone-white, staring at him]

[captainkink]

[fuck this shit. Moving to the side to get out of bed. His body trembles, but he manages to plant his legs on the ground and manage a few steps, shaking]

[trickor]

[gets to his feet, crossing the distance swiftly to take his weight]

What manner of idiocy are you attempting now?

[captainkink]

[breathing heavily]

I should fucking punch you. But I'll settle for reaching out to you. Don't you dare throw that away.

[trickor]

[still holding him up, an arm wrapped around his waist]

I do not think you'd be capable of landing a solid punch at the moment.

[captainkink]

Try me, fucker.

[trickor]

I would have gutted anyone else for the insolence you show.

[captainkink]

You might still get your chance.

[trickor]

After the effort I've put into ascertaining your eventual full recovery? A waste that would be.

[captainkink]

Also true.

It's less fun to gut someone when they're down.

[his legs are buckling now though]

[trickor]

[herds him back into bed :T]

Foolish man.

[captainkink]

Shut up, I was making a point.

[trickor]

You used what precious little strength you've regained for a needless purpose.

[sits him down, and pushes his pillow onto his face]

[captainkink]

It wasn't--wasn't needless.

[trickor]

[don't want to hear it TALKING OVER JIM]

And now you are likely hungry again... Have you a need to visit the restroom, perhaps? Though you've not had much in terms of liquid. I should get you some water.