I hate him for the way he is. Obnoxious. Smug. Holding his superiors cheap. I hate him for the way he carries out orders, as if deigning - and it's seems I'm the only one he obliges to; to quote him: "I'm a part of Havoc Squad - so if ya have any issues with me, fire 'em off to my commander".
I hate him for the way he coddles with his explosives as if they're his lovers, caressing the missiles stocked up in the cargo.
I hate him for dabbling in some questionable dealings still - and I, being the commander, have to turn the blind eye to it.I hate the way he smirks - and brings me my "share", forcing credits into my hands.
I hate him for each and every time he responds with a "Yes, sir" that brings a treacherous shudder down my spine.
I hate his voice - his low, velveteen voice that drives me crazy. His voice that I... love. And hate myself for loving.