"Oh but you've always been so good at deciding everything for me. Why would I stop you now?"
Yuri doesn't move away from JJ. He glares at him evenly, hands burrowed deep into his pockets. He wanted to scream at the man, hit him, blame him for every little thing that had gone wrong in the past 3 years. Just.. so much resentment was in him and it refused to budge.
"The game was always yours. I just played in it. And you played me. And I accept that you played me."
To the best of Yuri's knowledge at the time, Yuri was nothing more than an easy fuck. JJ telling him now that it meant more didn't change any of that.
"So you came here to see me. Now you've seen me. You've even talked to me. What else do you want?"
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Yuri doesn't move away from JJ. He glares at him evenly, hands burrowed deep into his pockets. He wanted to scream at the man, hit him, blame him for every little thing that had gone wrong in the past 3 years. Just.. so much resentment was in him and it refused to budge.
"The game was always yours. I just played in it. And you played me. And I accept that you played me."
To the best of Yuri's knowledge at the time, Yuri was nothing more than an easy fuck. JJ telling him now that it meant more didn't change any of that.
"So you came here to see me. Now you've seen me. You've even talked to me. What else do you want?"