Mike's tongue darts out to wet dry lips, feeling the bruises and the how swollen they are just from kissing the other. He sees that look and if Mike can pride himself on anything, it's reading Liam fairly well.
His pride had left him a long, long time ago, though. Probably around the third month.
He's being pulled, neck constricted as he's half-sitting half-standing up, but he doesn't want to complain or even think to try to sit back down or stand tall. These are the moments that scare him--when he can't figure out what Liam wants him to do.
"I'd never sell you out. Never use Odin against you--sir." It's said with so much haste he's half tripping over his words, and he looks up and directly at Liam, eyes narrowed not because he's full of malice, but because he's trying to figure out what the other wants.
The most frustrating part is that either way, Mike will lose.
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Mike's tongue darts out to wet dry lips, feeling the bruises and the how swollen they are just from kissing the other. He sees that look and if Mike can pride himself on anything, it's reading Liam fairly well.
His pride had left him a long, long time ago, though. Probably around the third month.
He's being pulled, neck constricted as he's half-sitting half-standing up, but he doesn't want to complain or even think to try to sit back down or stand tall. These are the moments that scare him--when he can't figure out what Liam wants him to do.
"I'd never sell you out. Never use Odin against you--sir." It's said with so much haste he's half tripping over his words, and he looks up and directly at Liam, eyes narrowed not because he's full of malice, but because he's trying to figure out what the other wants.
The most frustrating part is that either way, Mike will lose.