i don't mind compassion
She's clearly not having a good time. He feels bad, honestly, like he shouldn't be here. He loves taking advantage of idiots but she's just having a hard time. Feels wrong. Then again, she could've turned him away, right? If she wanted to. "Can leave if you want." He's almost scared to say it, like she'll actually make him leave. But she takes the choker, looking it over.
"Told you before. I wanted uh.. You know. For you to decide what we do. That was part of the deal." Maybe he's goading her a little bit into relaxing or maybe just doing what she wants instead of what some dude is telling her to do. Then again.. He's kind of the dude telling her what to do. He runs his hand over his arm before threading his fingers through his hair. He's nervous again. He's well aware the choker is probably a bit much but it was what he found. Plus, he thinks it would look good on her.
The corner of his mouth twitches when he notices her hair. Oh shit. "Fuck Maeve, what happened?" He's well aware he can call her Kitten now but it seems.. Wrong? All of this feels wrong.
"Told you before. I wanted uh.. You know. For you to decide what we do. That was part of the deal." Maybe he's goading her a little bit into relaxing or maybe just doing what she wants instead of what some dude is telling her to do. Then again.. He's kind of the dude telling her what to do. He runs his hand over his arm before threading his fingers through his hair. He's nervous again. He's well aware the choker is probably a bit much but it was what he found. Plus, he thinks it would look good on her.
The corner of his mouth twitches when he notices her hair. Oh shit. "Fuck Maeve, what happened?" He's well aware he can call her Kitten now but it seems.. Wrong? All of this feels wrong.
just not on my dime
LOCKE
