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Jan 21, 2019 7:37 PM
jean goes shopping
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"When did you decide not to break me?"

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He makes the small, darkly ironic gesture of someone looking at his watch.

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"I think you might be worse than me."

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"Almost certainly."

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"If I'm not good enough at keeping you, are you going to change your mind and do it anyway?"

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"No, I'll find some other poor sucker."

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"–so there is a 'good enough'."

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"Didn't expect you to believe me if I told you there wasn't."

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The way he's looking at him has changed a little.

(He's still holding the mug to his heart.)

"I could have believed you. You said you loved me."

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"Well. I do, and there's not."

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"I want to help."

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"Help ... oh."

 

"I'm not breaking you."

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"Obviously. You're my slave. You're not allowed."

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He has such a pretty smile.

Sky kisses him quickly (before it goes away – he wants to kiss that smile specifically), and then taps the metal collar locked around his neck.

"I don't want to wear this anymore."

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The smile goes away.

He touches his watch. The collar clicks open.

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Hmm.

He puts down his mug to take it off, cradles the metal in his hands.

“Why does that make you sad?”

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"...you don't want to wear my collar anymore."

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Well don’t say it like that. Now he can’t stop looking at it.

“You put this on people you own,” he points out.

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"Yes. I understand. -- I can not look sad. If you want."

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“I don’t want you to not look sad. I want you to tell me why.”

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"I'm sorry, Sky, I'm trying ... it was a gift."

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“...was I the first slave who wore this?”

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He shakes his head.

"Doesn't matter. I'm sorry."

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