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[batmansphoenix]

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[batmansphoenix]

[It hurts, cold and sharp as a knife. But thing is? He's been cut before. When he's careless, when he tries to do so much at one, his attention slips. So he's used to it. He can deal with this. People come and go and he always gets the fuck back up again. He's dealt with worse.]

Okay then. [His tone is suddenly cold as ice. But he doesn't blame Loki, they were both honest from the beginning. He'd just expected an explanation, when it happens.]

But I'm not find of waiting when I'm not even important enough to be given a reason to wait.

[ikols]

[ I hate that tone, thinks Loki dispiritedly. ]

People help others attain their Incentive by meeting their quota here, Jason. We'll pick up our arrangement at a later date, that's all the notice you need to be given.

[ It's impressive how well he lies, he supposes, not cold but clinical and faintly surprised as if it's astonishing (and cruelly, amusing) that Jason should expect Loki to care about his feelings.

He dislikes himself a great deal, sometimes. But it ought to do the trick. ]

[batmansphoenix]

Sure. You're good in bed, so anytime.

[He hates how much this feels like a break up when they were literally nothing. 'Not-boyfriend', he'd called him once and Jason hadn't even questioned it because it'd seemed to fit, somehow. It's just really dumb how much he'd grown to trust the guy. He'd tried every way, every trick of the book to find a reason to distrust Loki other than his word and he'd found nothing. But he'd seemed close with Verity as well, hadn't he? Maybe it just took a shorter time to get bored with Jason.

He closes his eyes, takes a second to collect himself.]

Anything else?

[ikols]

[ The sound of crackling magic signals that Loki has teleported home, feet clattering up the stoop and hardwood underfoot after he closes the front door. ]

Find someone fun to fuck, you deserve it.

[ It's not said unkindly, a little Leftover Warmth in there to make it seem like this is fine, this is just Loki growing bored and seeking thrills elsewhere (a wild chaos god liking one person for any serious amount of time? Impossible!). The call cuts off as his bedroom door clicks shut, sitting on the edge of his bed in the ringing silence.

And he abruptly finds he cares very little about backhandedly assisting Jason at all if it means this. ]