He’s not ordinary. He could be better, if he chose to!
[Jim glowers.] I don’t want you. I don’t care if you love me. In fact, you’re wasting your fucking time, John. I don’t need a father- I don’t want one. All I need is myself. All I’ve ever had is myself! Congratulations on being an incredible father figure. I DON’T NEED ONE!
[Brings Jim closer and stares down at him] Says the man who is having a tantrum over a child.
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That you love me. That you want to be with me. I'm really, really lucky to have you.Why do you think that?
[Tightens grip] Stop that!
You stop that, Jim!
You’re having a fucking temper tantrum—look at you! Twenty years later and you’re still acting like a thirteen year old.
There is nothing weak about being needed, Jim. I thought you of all people would know this.
I know for a fact that you need to be needed.
I’m not into discipline, but if you were thirteen, and throwing this fit at me I would have spanked you. And trust me.
You wouldn’t like it.
So grow the fuck up, Jim Moriarty [tightens his grip] And accept the fact that your younger self is only loved more because you’re doing exactly this.
Throwing childish temper tantrums and causing trouble that doesn’t need to be had.
HE’S WEAK![Jim shrieked, reeling backward to swing a punch at the good doctor.] He’s weak and pitiful… I would do so much more if I was in charge of this body.. ALL HE’S DOING IS WASTING IT! DO YOU KNOW WHAT THAT DOES TO ME?!
He’s loved more because he acts like a stupid little kid!! He acts like a baby and gets whatever he wants!! It’s DISGUSTING!
He’s the one who needs to grow up! Not me!
You know why he acts like a kid?
HE IS ONE!
[John catches the fist and now has both of Jim’s hands in his own, grounding him with his glare]
There is no reason to be jealous of a kid, Jim. I told you when you were thirteen and I meant it—I love you. You’re like a son to me and I will tell you like it is if you have to cry your eyes out about it. [Both hands tighten and he brings Jim closer forcefully]
I am not your father, but you and I know I come the closest to what you’ve needed in a father.
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[She leaned in to kiss him softly] I am so lucky you do.[smiles] what?
ooc:
john why are you being fucking awesome right now? I’m exausted and i can’t stay awake
but omg
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...Right. Okay. Thank you. [she gave him a tremulous smile] I love you.[He kisses her forehead] I love you, too.
You said the same thing to me when you were thirteen, Jim.
[Holds his wrist even tighter]
You’ve needed a lot of things, Jim. I can see that now.
And you know what you do need?
Me.
SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP!
I’ve lived my WHOLE LIFE insid that brat’s head. I don’t need ANYONE. He’s weak! He needs everyone to hold him and tell him he’s great, and incredible, and HOLD HIS FUCKING HAND WHEN HE GETS SCARED. I’m stronger. I’ve always been stronger than he is! STOP TELLING ME I NEED TO BE CODDLED. I’M BETTER THAN HE IS! YOU DON’T KNOW ANYTHING ABOUT ME!
[Tightens grip] Stop that!
You stop that, Jim!
You’re having a fucking temper tantrum—look at you! Twenty years later and you’re still acting like a thirteen year old.
There is nothing weak about being needed, Jim. I thought you of all people would know this.
I know for a fact that you need to be needed.
I’m not into discipline, but if you were thirteen, and throwing this fit at me I would have spanked you. And trust me.
You wouldn’t like it.
So grow the fuck up, Jim Moriarty [tightens his grip] And accept the fact that your younger self is only loved more because you’re doing exactly this.
Throwing childish temper tantrums and causing trouble that doesn’t need to be had.
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How did you get rid of him? He's not usually... not usually one to be told what to do.I kicked his arse and told him if he came back and came near you, I would kill him.
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[she stayed like that until she calmed down] I never thought I'd see him again...And now you won’t.
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Thank you thank you thank you... [she clings to him tightly][holds her tightly]
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