#connor perry

[onceuponawildflower]

Rue

[onceuponawildflower]

Rue

[princesspeepo]

oh yeah i made 3 more oc refs

dumps them on the floor

[jacob-silvestri]

Leverage || Jacob & Connor

Jacob had tried to be nice about this whole thing. He had actually been hoping that it would be easy - but when he'd walked into the internship earlier today and had told Stephen there was an incident, the other man wasn't happy to hear it. Jacob had lied, of course. He told Stephen that some kid caught him having sex with this girl and was threatening to put it viral to hurt the Republican office. It was bullshit, but Stephen didn't need to know that, now did he? So Jacob had told him the plan. He'd try to talk the kid out of it, and if the kid didn't give, only then would the police be involved. Jacob would recover the tapes, and the kid would be set free the next morning. It wouldn't even go on record - but Connor didn't need to know that.

Jacob paused outside the building, checking the number of Connor's place. It felt weird to just go into his dormitory uninvited, but hey - Connor had brought that on himself. Jacob glanced over his shoulder to see the two parked cop cars out front. They were waiting for the signal. All Jacob had to do was send one little text to Stephen, and the plan would be on and the kid would be toast. And Connor? He wouldn't know that the police had been tipped off to make it seem like he was in real trouble and that the videos had been confiscated. Besides, Jacob didn't really think that the boy needed to know that they were in Jacob's possession and would soon be burned or returned to the people who wanted them - if anyone did.

He took a breath and then started into the dormitory, heading up to Connor's room. Jacob glanced at the paper again. Three hundred thirty-six. He went upstairs and strolled down the line, pausing outside the door. Jacob hoped the kid would be easy and just relent already - because this whole affair had dragged out for longer than it should've. Jacob cleared his throat and then knocked on the door, tucking the strip of paper in his pocket. He was getting those tapes back - regardless of what the other boy agreed to or not.