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He's so wrong.
Date: 2015-09-30 11:36 pm (UTC)Which is fine. If no one loves you, no one walks away. No one matters. Except Clint and Verity do matter. They matter as much as Spock and Bones and they know.
Jim's goddamned terrified.
But there's no changing what's already happened. They know and he can't magically make them un-know. The breathing is helping; he feels less strangled in his own skin. He stops looking quite so flushed after a few minutes, and mutely reached for the glass of water once he's pretty sure he's not just going to drop it with his stupid shaking hands.
"...This...is why...I don't do sleepovers." He settles on finally. It's all he can think of to say.