[He can't help it. He's never been able to, not since the day they met. Asher, who'd risk life and limb if only to see him smile; Asher who would love him wholeheartedly and without qualification, maybe even more than he'd love himself-- is it any wonder that Jin would want to give his all to keep him safe, too? His fingers entwine with Asher's, meeting his eyes in a disbelieving stare.
A million questions swim through Jin's mind at once. He exhales heavily, free hand pulling his hair out of his eyes to drape over one of his shoulders. He could ask for motive. He could ask of the victim. Hell, he could ask for the details of the whole bloody business of the murder if he were remotely interested. But everything seems to spin away as Jin hones in on one discrete, horrifying realization:
It could've easily been Asher that night.
The thought terrifies him, and he grips Asher's hand tight, as if to reassure himself that the man he loves is in one piece.]
You're sure Connor wouldn't lie about this? [he murmurs, as low as if the man were feet away.
If he was able to help kill a man under Asher's nose, Jin's not so sure how much he can, or should, be trusted.]
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[He can't help it. He's never been able to, not since the day they met. Asher, who'd risk life and limb if only to see him smile; Asher who would love him wholeheartedly and without qualification, maybe even more than he'd love himself-- is it any wonder that Jin would want to give his all to keep him safe, too? His fingers entwine with Asher's, meeting his eyes in a disbelieving stare.
A million questions swim through Jin's mind at once. He exhales heavily, free hand pulling his hair out of his eyes to drape over one of his shoulders. He could ask for motive. He could ask of the victim. Hell, he could ask for the details of the whole bloody business of the murder if he were remotely interested. But everything seems to spin away as Jin hones in on one discrete, horrifying realization:
It could've easily been Asher that night.
The thought terrifies him, and he grips Asher's hand tight, as if to reassure himself that the man he loves is in one piece.]
You're sure Connor wouldn't lie about this? [he murmurs, as low as if the man were feet away.
If he was able to help kill a man under Asher's nose, Jin's not so sure how much he can, or should, be trusted.]