Hey, look, I ran out of a fitting way to continue that phrase, so sue me.
[ Jack pulls his hands away from Rhys's face, though they settle on his hips. He sighs out in near exasperation at Rhys's pessimism, but it comes with a shrug that's not quite as heavy. He cracks a smile again easily, and even though the first smile had been pretty put on, this one is much more genuine. ]
Uh, duh, because it's not just being hopeful. Hope is for-- Okay, well, not idiots. But there's something about hope that I don't like? Something about it implies that it's beyond your reach, right? That part's bullshit. So it's not hope, it's confidence. When I say something's gonna happen? It'll happen. Easy as that.
[ Not quite, of course, but this is the foundation of the legend that Jack will become. This belief in himself and his abilities does seem a little delusional, but harmlessly so right now. It almost seems boyish in the kind of exuberance that Jack exudes on topics like this, and from another man, that might be all it is. But in Jack's hands, there's a grain of truth. Whether through skill, willpower, or some combination of that or other things, Jack does accomplish even the impossible. The problem comes in what he's willing to do to accomplish his goals.
Though, that doesn't quite matter now. Partially because SOMEONE is about to go off the deep end, god. Jack just snickers, then adds: ]
Also, I mean, you tell me. You're the one that's been ready to hop on my dick since-- Uh, kinda when you strangled me, actually? Or maybe when you cried after. I dunno. But I super don't want to think about strangulation in combination with anything sexy, that's like, a kink I don't want to discover. [ good luck jack ]
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[ Jack pulls his hands away from Rhys's face, though they settle on his hips. He sighs out in near exasperation at Rhys's pessimism, but it comes with a shrug that's not quite as heavy. He cracks a smile again easily, and even though the first smile had been pretty put on, this one is much more genuine. ]
Uh, duh, because it's not just being hopeful. Hope is for-- Okay, well, not idiots. But there's something about hope that I don't like? Something about it implies that it's beyond your reach, right? That part's bullshit. So it's not hope, it's confidence. When I say something's gonna happen? It'll happen. Easy as that.
[ Not quite, of course, but this is the foundation of the legend that Jack will become. This belief in himself and his abilities does seem a little delusional, but harmlessly so right now. It almost seems boyish in the kind of exuberance that Jack exudes on topics like this, and from another man, that might be all it is. But in Jack's hands, there's a grain of truth. Whether through skill, willpower, or some combination of that or other things, Jack does accomplish even the impossible. The problem comes in what he's willing to do to accomplish his goals.
Though, that doesn't quite matter now. Partially because SOMEONE is about to go off the deep end, god. Jack just snickers, then adds: ]
Also, I mean, you tell me. You're the one that's been ready to hop on my dick since-- Uh, kinda when you strangled me, actually? Or maybe when you cried after. I dunno. But I super don't want to think about strangulation in combination with anything sexy, that's like, a kink I don't want to discover. [ good luck jack ]