Hey, lucky for you, I don't want a nice, respectable doctor.
[He had more of an affinity for dangerous people who could kick his ass, anyway. Moxxi and, sometime in the future, Ember-- one was a ruthless businesswoman who ran the gamut of enterprises from bars to slaughterdomes, the other, a pyromaniac performance artist with a flair for combining arson and uncivil disobedience. Not the kind of people that you had a happy, stable home life with, so, hey, handsome stab-happy yakuza man wasn't exactly out of place on that list.]
[Tim would still worry, of course. He'd still be upset when Majima came home soaked to the bone with a bullet in his gut, but at least bullets were something that he knew how to deal with.]
You do make me happy. I've, this is the happiest I've ever been.
[Because he was stupid in love and dating someone who reciprocated his affections and was kind and affectionate and treated him well, someone that he liked to be with and who somehow, inexplicably, was equally as goddamn absurdly thirsty as he was. What were the odds?]
You're more than enough for me.
[Tim kissed him again, like a liplock could somehow prove it to him-- that he was enough, that all Tim wanted was him as he was.]
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Date: 2020-03-14 06:57 pm (UTC)[He had more of an affinity for dangerous people who could kick his ass, anyway. Moxxi and, sometime in the future, Ember-- one was a ruthless businesswoman who ran the gamut of enterprises from bars to slaughterdomes, the other, a pyromaniac performance artist with a flair for combining arson and uncivil disobedience. Not the kind of people that you had a happy, stable home life with, so, hey, handsome stab-happy yakuza man wasn't exactly out of place on that list.]
[Tim would still worry, of course. He'd still be upset when Majima came home soaked to the bone with a bullet in his gut, but at least bullets were something that he knew how to deal with.]
You do make me happy. I've, this is the happiest I've ever been.
[Because he was stupid in love and dating someone who reciprocated his affections and was kind and affectionate and treated him well, someone that he liked to be with and who somehow, inexplicably, was equally as goddamn absurdly thirsty as he was. What were the odds?]
You're more than enough for me.
[Tim kissed him again, like a liplock could somehow prove it to him-- that he was enough, that all Tim wanted was him as he was.]