personalwar: visor (knock me down)
Soldier: 76 ([personal profile] personalwar) wrote 2019-04-20 06:08 pm (UTC)

[ Yes, it was from a shotgun. Gabriel would know exactly what that kind of scarring would look like, having inflicted those wounds more times than he can properly recall now. He's obviously figured it out, but Jack's fighting a tightness in his chest that makes it impossible for him to respond in any verbal way.

It's not like there's much to say, after all. They both now know what happened to throw a wrench into what they'd been doing, and no matter how many hurdles they leap over in their relationship, there's always going to be others that they trip over.

Jack can't bring himself to say that it's fine or all right, and he knows the words would come out sounding hollow. So he just shakes his head, relieved for the distance between them now that Gabriel's retreated to the other bed. ]


We should just... get some rest.

[ He draws his hand across his eyes and then leans over to extinguish the candles that had been providing the small room some meager light. Then he stretches out on the bed and turns his back to Gabriel, eyes shutting as he wills himself to fall asleep. Thankfully, the alcohol helps with that. Once the room stops feeling like it's spinning, he's out. ]

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