“c’mere. i need you.”
Doesn't that put a smirk on Jamie's face. Wouldn't it put one on anyone's? Being needed is so much better than being wanted. You could want just anybody. Jamie wants days off of his meal plan, he wants to win the match against Brentford this weekend, he wants the sun to finally come out in this fucking city. But he needs to stay on his meal plan, needs that strictness Roy brings to it, needs to eat and drink and sleep properly to be the best footballer he can be. Need is so much more visceral to him. Like Jeong-u would die if Jamie turned around and walked away right now.
He couldn't do that to him.
Taking a few steps closer, the smirk remains on Jamie's face. "Y'need me?" he asks, trying to get him to repeat it. Maybe he's pushing things a little bit here. He knows his place, sure, but boundaries are meant to be pushed, right? His hands go to the buttons on his shirt, undoing a few more of them. "I'm flattered..."
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