Jesper Fahey (
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There is a swelling storm and I'm caught up in the middle of it all
WHO: Jesper Fahey and you!
WHAT: Catch-all for November
WHERE: Cadens and Horizon!
WHEN: Throughout November
WARNINGS: Reference to gambling addiction and addiction problems in general, NSFW scene within marked with NSFW.

[ooc: feel free to wildcard below or ask me for a custom starter on plurk]
WHAT: Catch-all for November
WHERE: Cadens and Horizon!
WHEN: Throughout November
WARNINGS: Reference to gambling addiction and addiction problems in general, NSFW scene within marked with NSFW.

[ooc: feel free to wildcard below or ask me for a custom starter on plurk]
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He would argue being a killer is much worse than being an asshole, but that seems pedantic at this point, and not something Mat needs to hear. They're not going to play a game of who is worse. It's unhelpful. Jesper moves around the bed when Mat seems to get it out so he can be in front of him. He reaches up to cup his face gently.
"It is completely normal to want to be seen that way, to want to be that special. You are not a shitty person. You've been through some traumatic shit and you've made bad choices, but that just makes you human." Jesper knows about him deciding not to follow the others into the cave or whatever that was. He's not entirely certain he would call that a bad choice, but he knows Mat sees it that way.
"You're young. You've got an entire life ahead of you to figure out what you want and to make it happen." Jesper is younger than him and that's always how he personally sees it. Sure he's a fuck up and there's no question about that, but he doesn't always have to be. They can keep going.
"I love you. There are a lot of people who love you. And we don't love some version of you. I hate to break it to you, darling, but you're not that good at acting. No one thinks you're perfect. Saints, I wouldn't want you if you were, I want you as you are. Imperfect and messy and a bit broken. Loyal and clever and funny. You are a prize, to me. You think I write love letters to anyone else?"
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Mat shakes his head, sighing heavily. The words just come out, all on their own, no thought on his part. If he'd thought, he wouldn't have spoke.
"There's something wrong inside me, Jesper, something wrong and dark. I'm not being poetic or metaphorical, either. There's a darkness that's just a part of my soul, it's the very center of me. And one of these days..."
A man can't fight his nature forever, can he? It isn't even as though Mat has ever had any grand ambitions for his own morality. Just to manage to be better than his father, and he can at least say he's mostly managed that. He knows what's inside him. So did everyone else, back home, though only Moraine had ever put it plainly in words.
It will all come out here, too. One way or another. It's like this place is determined to draw out and nurture that part of him.
"That's the man you want, Jesper. A man so very fucked up that his soul is essentially a beacon for the Dark One. And much as it touches me - deeply - that you are so devoted...I can at least be decent enough to warn you."
Jesper can be prepared.
"It's not like I write love letters to anyone else, either."
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"You are the man I want. I wouldn't change you, not for anything."
He moves back behind Mat but this time so he can scoot up close behind him and simply drape his arms around him. Give him a nice firm hug from this angle, wrapping his legs around him too, hooking them over. Jesper holds him and presses a kiss to his cheek, leaning his head against him.
"I don't even know the exact number of how many people I've killed. Probably not all of them deserved it. And if I ever do come to Thorne to rescue you, I would kill every person who got in my way." Jesper wouldn't even hesitate. He wouldn't feel bad about it. He can be the warmest person in the world and have the coldest of hearts when it comes down to it.
"But you know that about me and you still want me. That's how I feel about you. There's no amount of darkness that could keep me from you. You're made up of many parts, Mat. Not just that."
He squeezes his arms around Mat, his voice quiet in his ear, and he kisses the top of his shoulder gently.
"You're worth it. All of it."