Title: Carelessness
Summary: You sure seem kinda insecure.
Pairing: John/Adam
Warnings: Slash. But you knew that.
Disclaimer: Kojima's.
Notes: Oh god, this is so old. I'm posting it now because I just found it and I like it.
I don't think I've ever let anyone like you get in the way of my emotions. In fact, I don't think I've ever let anyone get in the way of my emotions.
Don't get me wrong here. I'm not usually this way. I don't usually let myself get beaten up or stung by bees. Nor does my gun usually jam. Damn, I shouldn't have tried that technique in the middle of a battle. With you, no less. And of course, this isn't meant to sound arrogant. But it probably does to you anyway.
Because who knows how you're going to feel about some eighteen year-old Major? Not I, for sure. I can think about you all I want, but I sure as hell can't read your mind. I can't even read your moves. It's like before I know it, you've got me by the arm and I'm sailing through the air and flat on my back. And my head hurts like hell. Before I know it, you've got me by the heart and my emotions are up and down like a see-saw.
Then the magic dies for a while and all I can think of is seeing you again and getting kneed in the gut. That's the fun part of a battle with you. I lose, but I gain more experience each time. But the experience is completely redundant because I get my ass handed to me the next time anyway.
You're surprising. It's like I'm some kid who wins a prize everytime. Except I have no clue what the prize is.
I guess I'm hoping that someday, that prize is you.
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