"Yeah," Jason hisses at the ground, afraid to do so much as cough out the itch in his lungs lest he blow the next hole right through Steve. It seems impossible that anything could damage the other man, but Jason's not ready to risk it.
He rolls up onto his knees, closes his eyes and whispers, as loudly as he dares, "Why's this happening? Why's it coming out of me?"
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Date: 2011-09-20 01:13 am (UTC)He rolls up onto his knees, closes his eyes and whispers, as loudly as he dares, "Why's this happening? Why's it coming out of me?"