He had started to believe that Walter was obsessed with Daniels. Sure, she was a strong fierce woman, very pretty too but for the past months before they caught up with the ship and John had been slightly uncomfortable to look at the identical image of Walter because the outside was exactly the same, but the inside of David was rotten. He hadn¨t known how attached he had grown to the synthetic over the months together on the army ship, he could bond with him, they had both been there after all, and when that had all passed, they were friends and John felt safe and sound around Walter and he’d thought that they had started to get closer. But obviously, Walter bonded easily with anyone and seemed all too happy to spend time with his old friend and John had to go mope in his dark corner again so he would not gag or do something irrational or be unpleasant to Daniels and figure out what the fuck he was doing.
Going in search of Walter, wanting his opinion on something, he came across him in the rec room as he tucked Daniels in. At that moment he felt his cheeks flush up and if he were a dog, he would growl at the touch, at the lingering, at the looks, at the doting, at everything! Why was he so possessive!? John was not possessive of his friends, they could go do anything they wanted with anyone, but this possessiveness, he understood now, rooted itself in jealousy. He didn’t even know he could feel that anymore.
When he was finally noticed, he scoffed lightly, shook his head and turned to leave. This was ridiculous. This was just stupid. No, he didn’t need Walter’s opinion on the matter, he would get it some place else, or not at all. He could hear the synthetic follow him, even to say his name and he stopped but did not turn. “Why are you following me when it’s Daniels you want to be around? Go back to her and take her back to her room.” Because he had seen him there too. Entering early and leaving late. Too late to just have been together talking shit like friends did. // @mere-walter cont.
