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Jack blushed slightly as Sebastian mentioned the familiarity of the touches but he didn’t dare to mention how often they’d touched before and in which context. “Oh, yeah… sounds reasonable. But that’s good, it could mean that you will remember much faster.” He commented, smiling reassuring and hoping the sniper didn’t get suspicious.

Sebastian let out a loud laugh. “Obscenities, yeah that sounds like me. That’s awesome. I bet I liked you.” He was all ready to get out of this bed and do something, but his head was still fuzzy and knowing Seb he’d probably overestimate something and get himself into trouble stemming from the memory loss. The knowledge that he had to wait was weighing on him and also he somehow didn’t want to be alone.

A wink? God, the sniper really was flirting with him now, wasn’t he? Well, that was what Jim wanted in the end. What he didn’t want though was for his cheeks to get even redder because of it. He kept his smile on and even let a light laugh escape his lips. Yes, he was happy to be here with Sebastian. He was happy to flirt with him, to share a normal - an ordinary night with him. Moriarty could say what he wanted, he still enjoyed ordinary life every now and then.

Jillian watched him, trying to keep calm.. The man was intimidating, not that she would ever allow him to hear that from herself. But she knew the risk of him wanting to kill her when she walked in… Mostly because she would want to kill him if he left her the way she did him…

Sebastian had been angry when she left, when he thought she was dead, so he was angry now as well. But the other feelings were stronger than his anger, he missed her, he wanted her to come back, he didn’t want to be left alone. And now Jillian was here and he didn’t know what to do or how to feel.

Mercy stayed perfectly still even when he rose and took a step forward. She didn’t want to give away her nervousness, kept her arms folded across her chest as she shrugged. “Pride is worthless in this day and age. Besides, no one else will hire me because they’re all to afraid.” She laughed. “I’m harmless really, those idiots just know I’m not…”

“I’m a gambler but I cheat so I say we settle it the old fashioned way.” He leaned over and pinned her shoulders against the back of the sofa. Leaning in, he whispered in her ear. “I’m not afraid of you, but I think you’re lying about being harmless, I think they should be afraid.” 

Relief flooded through Sebastian when Jack said he loved him. That was all he wanted for now. When he said he couldn’t bear to lose him it was the truth, he wouldn’t know what to do. “I promise Jack, I promise I’ll never hurt you again. Never lie to you.” He wanted to be close to him again, but Jack was going back to sleep, and he needed his rest. “Alright, you rest and I’ll go talk to Sev. If you’ll let me come back I will.”

Jim didn’t move again, instead he stayed where he was leaning against the man and accepting the tender touch, it was disgusting. The set of words came and it almost made him feel better about it all, though he knew deeply he never would. The growing attachment only shook Jim’s insides and maybe this was a reason for going as well, a way to detach, a new shell, new sets of walls and barriers that even the sniper couldn’t break.

Sebastian didn’t mention it, but he was pleasantly surprised that Jim stayed where he was and didn’t shove him away. He always surprised himself actually, how much he cared about someone other than himself. He often wondered what it was about the man that made Seb care, and the list he always came up with was embarrassingly long.

She was sitting in the arm chair, waiting quietly and patiently. Jillian hadn’t expected to let him know she was back like this, but a break in was as good a way than any other. Her head turned slightly as she heard the door opening quietly and she brushed her bangs back from her eyes with one hand, the other resting over her gun… Just in case her welcome home wasn’t too friendly…

Sebastian didn’t move, didn’t have an expression for a few moments, just took deep breaths. His hand clenched into a fist and he started to shake his head. “You-“ he started, and then stopped, slamming his fist into the wall. “You stupid fucking…” he walked toward her not even sure what he would do once he got there.

Her eyes narrowed a touch and she laughed, a low, slightly harsh laugh. “Oh, flattery will get you nowhere, darling” she reached into her pocket and fished out her phone, scrolling quickly before she brought up a number and a photo. Tossing the phone across the short space, she sat back.

Jim didn’t answer him after that, knowing it was better to keep it that way for now. The less Sebastian knew outright the easier it would be fore Jim. That way there was no expectations of how much he would unveil. The cab came to a stop and he felt like he could breathe a sigh of relief as the other man got out of the now opened door.