#eeeep i finally took the juuuuump and started reblogging over here eeeep so spooky lol

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Tommy’s gesture to hold him back was noted; surprisingly it was followed just the same. His features twitched in anger; he’d spent so many years following the lead of his father’s watchdog that it didn’t seem right to leave without finishing the fight- without severely incapacitating one of them. His tongue slid out against the blood on his lips and his face twisted in semi-disgust at the wet, irony taste that still flooded his mouth.

Tommy’s calm logical approach was a stark contrast to Jamie’s shoot and ask questions after approach. Yet somehow Tommy’s words held more weight than the snickers drifting over his shoulders. In a split second Jamie’s expression shifted from pure anger to defeated shame; like he was back to being that kid still letting down a guy who never even wanted to be his father. For the sake of giving Tommy break from opening up a file on him, Jamie relented.

He spit the warm blood onto the sidewalk and used the back of his arm to clean it from his face once they were out of the bar. “You’d really arrest me for hurting them? Even if it was justified even if it fell under…verbal… battery and self defense?” his mind was still too high on adrenaline to think of any good lawyer loophole. “They weren’t worth it to you, but, they were worth it to me.” He huffed and cleared his throat. “Do you ever feel like you’re living through something that’s not real but you can’t wake up from it?” Jamie asked Tommy, purposely keeping it vague to gauge his reaction.

Tommy knew most of the men in this bar - some just as regular patrons and others from their criminal record ending up on his desk. He may have even arrested one or two of them at one point. The one's Jamie had been fighting with weren't good news. Once Tommy's grip fell from Jamie's collar, he slid over to stand between him and the group; at least to put some distance between them all.

With his attention only on Jamie, he put his hands up in a gesture to hold him off. "Yeah, okay...maybe you don't need my help, but I don't wanna end up having to take you out of here in cuffs, man. So, maybe calm down?" It was the best excuse he could come up with without making Jamie feel like he couldn't take these guys. "Let's just go somewhere else, alright? There's hundreds of different bars in this city, we don't need to hang around this dump." He could hear the group of men behind him snickering which brought tension to Tommy's shoulders for fear Jamie might pounce again. "They aren't worth it, you know that."