http://quitehomoerotic.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] quitehomoerotic.livejournal.com) wrote in [personal profile] quitehomoerotic 2010-01-13 06:34 am (UTC)

Jack listened to her and watched her with interested eyes as she spoke. He didn't shift his head or look away. There was a respect in the way he listened, though it remained silent and under the surface.

"Everyone dies," he said with a shake of his head. His word trails off and the 'except me' was spoken silently in his mind.

He laughed again, that same hollow and empty laugh as before. "You know I think sometimes that's what life is. Steadily breaking you down until it's done with you."

He shook his head. A voice in his mind repeated that he should go, but it was becoming increasingly difficult to listen to it. He didn't want to leave. If he left where would he go? Who would he go to? Would he truly end up better off anywhere else? He didn't suspect so, not really. Not by a long shot.

Taking a deep breath, he looked down and back up again, shaking his head, letting out a laugh that had a much richer quality.

"Yeah," he sighed. "Yeah. Distractions. Can't argue with that. And you know what?" he smiled and touched his hand back to her cheek, "I think you're just my sort of distraction."

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