“Quit it,” he says quietly, without heat. “Quit thinkin’ about what might’ve happened. That won’t do neither of us any good.”
He closes the space between them again, resting a rough hand against Vasquez’s neck. Faraday keeps his touch gentle but firm in an effort to keep Vasquez from winding himself up more and more. His thumb brushes over the other man’s pulse point.
“I got there when I got there, which was just in time,” he says, certainty putting steel in his voice. “That’s all that matters, and that’s all there is to it. If this happens again? Then I’ll just keep comin’ after you. I’ll get there when I need to, and you’ll pace a trench into the ground over it, like you’re liable to do now, until you get it outta your system.”
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Date: 2018-06-27 12:30 am (UTC)He closes the space between them again, resting a rough hand against Vasquez’s neck. Faraday keeps his touch gentle but firm in an effort to keep Vasquez from winding himself up more and more. His thumb brushes over the other man’s pulse point.
“I got there when I got there, which was just in time,” he says, certainty putting steel in his voice. “That’s all that matters, and that’s all there is to it. If this happens again? Then I’ll just keep comin’ after you. I’ll get there when I need to, and you’ll pace a trench into the ground over it, like you’re liable to do now, until you get it outta your system.”