God, not really. I'm not a good person. Not really. Not in the ways you're supposed to be. I've cheated on people, and I've beaten the shit out of guys who had the bad luck of being behind on payments, and I've looked the other way while other people died. I ran halfway across the world and didn't even tell my ma I was alive for like, four months. She thought I'd wandered off and drowned while drunk. I'm going to Hell. I really deserve everything I've got coming to me...
[Sean's fingers part to make room for Connor's, and while Connor's worrying away at Sean's knuckles, Sean just leans his face down and presses a kiss to his shoulder.]
You're not a defective prototype of a human being. You're a human being, period. Like me... We're both fuck ups. We both make really, really terrible choices all the time. And we don't treat the people in our lives as nice as we should.
But you know what else? When I was in a bad spot, you let me sit with you and kept an eye out for me. You invited a total stranger to meet your dog, and sleep in your bed, and... you kept texting me afterwards, even though you didn't have to. You're really nice too Connor, you want to be a nice person, and you want to be a good person. You've figured out that you can't arrest everyone, and that sometimes you look the other way on small stuff, because yeah it's illegal, but it's not hurting anybody. And your first impulse is to keep other people safe, even if it gets you hurt.
[He presses another kiss to Connor's shoulder, and then he turns his head and kisses Connor's cheek softly. It's easy to fall back on little affections. He does his best to make it clear to Connor that he does matter, and he's worth caring about. And he does his best not to think about if Connor's so-called 'parents' are here, because if Sean accidentally meets one of 'em, it's going to be damn near impossible not to throw a punch at them.]
You see something in me worthwhile, right? Well, I see it in you too.
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[Sean's fingers part to make room for Connor's, and while Connor's worrying away at Sean's knuckles, Sean just leans his face down and presses a kiss to his shoulder.]
You're not a defective prototype of a human being. You're a human being, period. Like me... We're both fuck ups. We both make really, really terrible choices all the time. And we don't treat the people in our lives as nice as we should.
But you know what else? When I was in a bad spot, you let me sit with you and kept an eye out for me. You invited a total stranger to meet your dog, and sleep in your bed, and... you kept texting me afterwards, even though you didn't have to. You're really nice too Connor, you want to be a nice person, and you want to be a good person. You've figured out that you can't arrest everyone, and that sometimes you look the other way on small stuff, because yeah it's illegal, but it's not hurting anybody. And your first impulse is to keep other people safe, even if it gets you hurt.
[He presses another kiss to Connor's shoulder, and then he turns his head and kisses Connor's cheek softly. It's easy to fall back on little affections. He does his best to make it clear to Connor that he does matter, and he's worth caring about. And he does his best not to think about if Connor's so-called 'parents' are here, because if Sean accidentally meets one of 'em, it's going to be damn near impossible not to throw a punch at them.]
You see something in me worthwhile, right? Well, I see it in you too.