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"You said I'm 'starved for affection and approval.' That's a weakness—" When he realizes his voice is rising to meet Scott's, Midnighter stops. There's more he could say. There are effective ways to hurt his opponent and win this fight. But god help him that's not what he wants. It's time to recalculate.

"This isn't how I want this to go, cuz I know how it'll end." It ends with Midnighter forcing a win and leaving Scott hurt. But that's not a win to him anymore.

"I'm sorry I was an asshole," he finally works the words past his lips.

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"That's not weak-" He stops, because he doesn't want to be fighting either, and drops his own voice. "You weren't an asshole, I got my feelings hurt." Which, look. Modeling. or something.

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"I hurt your feelings, Scotty," he tells him because feelings don’t just injure themselves. A murder victim doesn’t just get shot. "And I didn’t know I could."

There’s another pause.

"Can… I hug you?"

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"You didn't know you could."

Did. Did Mid not realize Scott had feelings or-

Scott doesn't over think that because the other thing is there, waiting, a real question.

"Yes?" You can hug him.

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He crosses the table and softly
pulls Scott into his arms.

"You’re very strong is all. I got carried away. I’m sorry I hurt you," he mumbles into his neck. It’s nice to have someone close to his height that he can rest his chin on.

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"I'm not even entirely sure why it bothered me so much." He wraps his arms around Mid and holds on surprisingly hard, with nothing tentative at all. "But it really got under my skin. I think it's because it started with talking about Jesus. I'm not jealous but... I'm sure not him, either."

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"No, you aren't. And I don't want you to be," he says against Scott. "You're the guy I come home to, and sleep by, and love."

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"Yeah, I am. And this is probably the healthiest relationship I've ever had. It's got to be one of the healthiest you've had. Does that scare you?"

Because it scares Scott.

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"I’ve only had one other, and I fucked it up. I ran. And left him," he admits with regret lodged in his throat.

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"I wouldn't let you run," he realizes, still holding onto Mid.

Weren't they cooking? He should get back to that.

In a second.

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"Why not? I’m not good at this."

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"No. I mean you've tried. This isn't theoretical. I did not let you run away. I'm not going to start now." After Mid lost it and things got... bad.

[fightcoded]

"I know, and I'm still confused by your decisions. But happy," he amends at the end with a tight, almost crushing embrace.

"I love you." Midnighter lets out a big breath after those words.