Tim doesn't expect this. He huffs out a breath he didn't realize he was holding, blinks hard, like he doesn't believe what he's just seen. Pauses, processing what just happened.]
You're full of shit, Jason.
[He could leave it at that, let Jason go, and maybe that's what he should do, but he doesn't. Tim's fingers curl into the corner of Jason's jacket - no, don't leave, stay - and he takes a half step forward, closing distance between them.]
You think you know me? Do you?
[He can feel the blood rushing into his face with every thump of his heartbeat echoing in his ears. Tim shakes his head, eyes narrowed as he continues staring up at Jason.]
If you knew me at all, Jason, if you knew me even half as well as you think you do, you wouldn't need me to tell you anything. You wouldn't - you wouldn't - you -
[Tim cuts himself off, biting down on his bottom lip in agitation. He wants Jason to know him well enough that this sort of argument is rendered unnecessary, and the fact that they can't ever seem to move any farther than this is beyond frustrating for him.]
You've been watching me for years, Jason, but I've been watching you since before you even knew I existed. Do you know what it's like to watch you, Jason? Do you? Do you know how much I -
[Nope. Nope, nope, nope, he's said too much already, this is - this is turning into an outright disaster, isn't it.]
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Tim doesn't expect this. He huffs out a breath he didn't realize he was holding, blinks hard, like he doesn't believe what he's just seen. Pauses, processing what just happened.]
You're full of shit, Jason.
[He could leave it at that, let Jason go, and maybe that's what he should do, but he doesn't. Tim's fingers curl into the corner of Jason's jacket - no, don't leave, stay - and he takes a half step forward, closing distance between them.]
You think you know me? Do you?
[He can feel the blood rushing into his face with every thump of his heartbeat echoing in his ears. Tim shakes his head, eyes narrowed as he continues staring up at Jason.]
If you knew me at all, Jason, if you knew me even half as well as you think you do, you wouldn't need me to tell you anything. You wouldn't - you wouldn't - you -
[Tim cuts himself off, biting down on his bottom lip in agitation. He wants Jason to know him well enough that this sort of argument is rendered unnecessary, and the fact that they can't ever seem to move any farther than this is beyond frustrating for him.]
You've been watching me for years, Jason, but I've been watching you since before you even knew I existed. Do you know what it's like to watch you, Jason? Do you? Do you know how much I -
[Nope. Nope, nope, nope, he's said too much already, this is - this is turning into an outright disaster, isn't it.]