#also sorry this is so long! my muse for jim is wildly out of control atm

[diabolicaltendencies]

@damnthings​ sent:  “ You’re cute when you’re angry. " (Seamus&Jim)

Jim perches himself on the ledge of an old stone wall on the edge of the city. He's wearing tight black jeans, heavy boots, and his school blazer without anything underneath. They're surrounded by giant rocks, half-dead grass, and broken concrete slabs that are slowly being worn away by the bay's waves. The city lights are dim behind them, abandoned buildings, and run-down apartments separating them from society. 

It's a warm night, and no one cares what happens out here. They usually go untroubled, but today Jim's boys brought him one of their own, bloody and broken accompanied by a messenger. One of the 'real criminals' in town feels like Jim is becoming a threat, that his little group of outcasts is bad for business. Which, of course, he's a threat. But not now. Hell, right now, he isn't even trying.

"It sounds t' me like your boss is pretty fuckin' insecure, darling." Jim snips at the stranger before jumping down from the wall and landing heavily in the grass. "I guess I'll have a chat with him~ which, I'll tell ya, reeaally ruins my night." 

Jim saunters up to the man, looking him over with venomous politeness. The stranger offers to carry a message back, but instead, Jim grabs his jaw suddenly. "Nah, your services won't be needed. You're gonna stay here and give my boys some entertainment. They're itchin' to make up for what you did to their friend. I'll talk to him myself."

The messenger is starting to panic a bit, "Listen, this is just business. Let me go, and I'll take you to him. He's a hard man to find."

Jim chuckles. It's condescending, like he finds the dancing monkey entertaining, "Nice try! But I already know where he is." He pats the man's cheek, just short of a slap, before nodding to the boys who dart forward to grab the man and haul him off into the dark. Jim's eyes follow them, but his fake smile has faded into something dangerous.

He looks over when Seamus speaks and reaches to steal his cigarette. Jim takes a drag before giving it back, "I'm always cute." He states coolly before walking off to where they left the cars. "Come on."