Chapter Two

James was smoking behind the sheds when Sebastian arrived. He had an air of calmness that Sebastian was not used when people were dealing with him, and it pissed him off. He hadn't even talked to the guy and he already wanted to punch those perfect white teeth out of his head.

"Tiger…" The boy sang as he looked at him, his Irish accent making Sebastian want to melt "How nice of you to come"

"What do you want" Sebastian snarled, taking a step closer, making James laugh "What's so fucking funny?"

"Drop the act Moran. You're not as hard as you think" He smirked. God he was punchable "Although I don't know anyone – bar me – who could beat the shit out of you" He purred as he took another drag of the cigarette

"What do you want?" Sebastian asked after taking a second to calm down. James smiled

"Good boy" He walked towards the taller guy so they were nearly touching "What I want is to break you and make you crumble in my hands, and then rebuild you into a beautiful killing machine that'll obey my every command. I know everything about you Sebastian Moran, and we haven't even talked yet. You're so easy to read, but I can fix that. I can fix you" Sebastian scoffed but didn't say anything; feeling very unnerved by the smaller guy, smirking up at him "Don't believe me?" Sebastian swallowed "You had depression- have depression. You have scars on your arms that you hide, but I can see them through the hole in the cuff of your shirt. So that brings up a question: Why? Someone like you doesn't get depressed… so… your mother? No… You haven't had a mother figure in your life since you were young, so your father. Absent? No… abusive" Sebastian didn't know he made a reaction but he must have because James picked up on it "Yes. You have a younger brother. I saw you on the first day, fixing his tie and hugging him. You feel the need to protect him. So you're like the father figure that he never had then…" Sebastian looked away, looking for a way out but James moved closer, pushing him against the wall "You have a short temper… punching walls is bad for you Tiger…" James said, his voice softer as he lifted Sebastian's hand, the knuckles bruised "You think, whether or not you believe it, that by being stronger, by being angry, you can get rid of the man that has ruined your life" He looked back up at Sebastian, who was now watching him "Let me make you stronger. Stick with me Sebastian Moran, and that man will never touch you or your brother again"

There was a long pause before Sebastian spoke, his voice raspy and close to breaking

"That was amazing…" He said quietly, and for the first time James looked surprised "How did you-"

"I can read you like an open book Moran…" He smiled "So… what do you think?"

Fuck

He was in deep shit now…