[Jin's arms fold over his chest and Asher can almost hear yet another door slamming shut.
His body lurches forward before he has even has time to think twice.]
No.
[Firmly, he grabs both shoulders, squeezing hard and making eye contact.
The first "no" is stern, unwavering.]
No, Jin.
[The second, followed by his dearest friend's name, falters.
His hands slide over Jin's shoulders, fingers tenderly spreading as he soothes the other with an offer of silence. Swallowing once, he lets the other see him in that brief second of sincere concern, quietly ensuring that through hell or high water, he will be here.
no subject
His body lurches forward before he has even has time to think twice.]
No.
[Firmly, he grabs both shoulders, squeezing hard and making eye contact.
The first "no" is stern, unwavering.]
No, Jin.
[The second, followed by his dearest friend's name, falters.
His hands slide over Jin's shoulders, fingers tenderly spreading as he soothes the other with an offer of silence. Swallowing once, he lets the other see him in that brief second of sincere concern, quietly ensuring that through hell or high water, he will be here.
At the other's side.]
You are not doing this to yourself.