JACK
"I think you are." Jack raises his eyebrows, because the gods knew he wouldn't have trusted his secret to Flora in the state she's currently in, and he's also not the type of man to make decisions with such far reaching consequences out of nowhere. Some curated thought went into this situationship, which only serves to convince him that whatever has happened to Flora, it's beyond the realms of normal for her train of thought. (Whether it's true or not, Jack certainly seems to believe it).
"Actually," he reminds her, his feet already moving as she turns away, a hand reaching out to catch her wrist, "none of that has ever been set in stone, far as I recall. You never made a decision about what you wanted from me." If he's able to tug her back around to him, Jack will, eyes like blue fire in the torchlight around them. "So what is it? You want to be wanted? Worshipped? Held?"
"Actually," he reminds her, his feet already moving as she turns away, a hand reaching out to catch her wrist, "none of that has ever been set in stone, far as I recall. You never made a decision about what you wanted from me." If he's able to tug her back around to him, Jack will, eyes like blue fire in the torchlight around them. "So what is it? You want to be wanted? Worshipped? Held?"
romancing yourself is possible, narcissistic
and recommended
and recommended
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