Some cats like water

[systemismine.livejournal.com]

[Living an honest lifestyle had its downfalls, this old Ocelot was starting to see. Having lied his way through the majority of his life was comfortable enough for him, but now that he had jeprodized two important relationships from being honest and truthful, he was finding it incredibly hard to see the hype. At least when he worked as a triple agent, he managed to gain trust easier and almost always got his way. It was easier to lie. He never imagined that being truthful and not hiding the past would be painful.

Rather than looking for someone to fight to rid the flurry of emotions inside, Ocelot had made his way out into the cruise room. He was standing on the deck of his boat, hands braced on the railings. Being out in the open with the sea wind wipping about his hair made him forget momentarily just how alone he felt in this world.

However, part of him knows that he won't be alone for very long. Entering a room like this usually attracted attention, so he has set up a buffet on the lower deck, along with a bar for cocktails and some lawn chairs were sprawled out should any female company decide to get a tan under the sun.]

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[systemismine.livejournal.com]

A mutual commitment.

[Spoken in the coolest of tones possible.]

You have always had a wandering eye.

[old-papa-john.livejournal.com]

That may be so, but I can commit-!

You know that I can. Stop doubing my ability.

[systemismine.livejournal.com]

[That made him bite the inside of his cheek, fighting back the urge to say more.]

It isn't up to me what you decide to do with your love and sex life. But I will offer you this; think before you do. If they are content to share you, so be it.

[old-papa-john.livejournal.com]

What's that supposed to mean?!

[Oh yes, he is rather irritated about the insinuations that have been made about his fidelity.]

I am not like that and I don't appreciate how you are speaking to me- [He clenches his old fists, causing his leather gloves to creak.]

[systemismine.livejournal.com]

Then why do you feel guilty about what happened?

[old-papa-john.livejournal.com]

...

[He sighs] I know EVA is EVA but it still bothered me to disappoint her again, but I had to be honest.

[systemismine.livejournal.com]

This is why I said you should think before you do.

Don't lead someone on just to leave them disappointed. Even if it is EVA.

Mama deserves you wholeheartedly, unless you agree to see other versions of yourselves.

[His shoulders slump.] Just talk to her, John.

[old-papa-john.livejournal.com]

I will.

...

[He still has butterflies in his belly, and judging by its size, he's got a LOT of butterflies to contend with.]

[systemismine.livejournal.com]

What are you waiting for?

[LOL Monday, that's what]

[old-papa-john.livejournal.com]

Dammit, Adam. It's just not that easy-!

[John facepalms. He seems frustrated and nervous.]

[ffffff]

[systemismine.livejournal.com]

[He shoots him an impatient glare.]

Stop making excuses.

Re: [ffffff]

[old-papa-john.livejournal.com]

I'm being honest with you. I am...nervous. I don't understand it, either. I just am.

[systemismine.livejournal.com]

Perhaps it is because you love her and care about her opinion.

[old-papa-john.livejournal.com]

...

[Oh, so that's what that is. How can Adam be so sure?]

[systemismine.livejournal.com]

[Because he has first hand experience of knowing what love is.]

[The silence was enough to make him turn on his heel, speaking with a slightly rasped voice.]

I think I'm going to retire to my quarters.

[old-papa-john.livejournal.com]

_{I think...I will do the same.}

[John has a lot to think about.]

[systemismine.livejournal.com]

[Bowing his head curtly, Adam took a step back and shuffled his hands into his pockets. He took a casual stroll towards the door leading back out into the hallway.]

_{Goodbye, John.}

[old-papa-john.livejournal.com]

_{I die a little inside every time you say goodbye to me.}

[Little does John realize...he said that out loud.]

[systemismine.livejournal.com]

.....

[Adam goes very still. A combination of pain and anger builds inside of him. His hand tightened on the doorknob, shoulders hunched around his ears.]

_{Why did you have to say that?}

[old-papa-john.livejournal.com]

[Damn-]

_{...because it's true.}

[systemismine.livejournal.com]

_{Well. It looks like you found that selfish bone.}

[old-papa-john.livejournal.com]

_{I have a selfish bone for you.}

[He huffs...then facepalms. He REALLY didn't mean to say THAT out loud. Damnit.]

_{I need a drink. Now.}

[systemismine.livejournal.com]

What?

No. No, you aren't getting out of this that easily!

[He slams the door shut again, the heat rising in his stomach and chest, fueling his anger.]

You're not allowed to feel like that any more, John. Not when you know how I feel about you.

[old-papa-john.livejournal.com]

My heart betrays my mind.

[John is so conflicted inside. The turmoil in his soul is churning like the inside of an active volcano.]

[systemismine.livejournal.com]

And what is that supposed to mean?