[ Vasquez is used to Faraday griping and complaining (sulking, though he probably wouldn’t actually say that to his partner’s face), so he expects much of the same. But that particular snipe knocks Vasquez’s grin right off his lips.
It— stings, even if it probably shouldn’t.
(Because it’s embarrassing. It leaves Vasquez feeling exposed when he and Faraday haven’t discussed that night they tumbled into bed together. Vasquez doesn’t know where they stand, and part of him is convinced Faraday has seen it for the mistake it probably was, so it’s better not to mention it again.
But Vasquez had slipped, and now he feels like he’s at a disadvantage. Rarely does that truly bother him with Faraday, because even when they’re competitive with each other, the stakes never feel that steep. Right now, however, the high ground looks awful high when something more personal is on display.)
The tease in his tone is gone, and his words are snapped out more than Vasquez intends. ]
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It— stings, even if it probably shouldn’t.
(Because it’s embarrassing. It leaves Vasquez feeling exposed when he and Faraday haven’t discussed that night they tumbled into bed together. Vasquez doesn’t know where they stand, and part of him is convinced Faraday has seen it for the mistake it probably was, so it’s better not to mention it again.
But Vasquez had slipped, and now he feels like he’s at a disadvantage. Rarely does that truly bother him with Faraday, because even when they’re competitive with each other, the stakes never feel that steep. Right now, however, the high ground looks awful high when something more personal is on display.)
The tease in his tone is gone, and his words are snapped out more than Vasquez intends. ]
I said not to be such a baby about it.