"Maroni is too stupid to survive." And so was Roman. Well. Not stupid, per se, but off. Off in a way that couldn't sustain the city, could barely sustain himself. Victor knew. "Oswald knows stuff. Makes it happen." Like Don Falcone always had. "I don't know. I don't trust him. He's hard to read."
Very unlike Maroni. Or Roman. "I don't know what's gonna happen."
He got up suddenly, leaned forward and cupped the back of Roman's hair, fingers tangled in his hair as he kissed him. "I care for you."
"You care but it's not beyond that, is it? I can tell. You don't care for me like Falcone and you don't get all hot for me like you do for that Lucius guy." Which was a weird new thing to be jealous of. Every time he met Victor, there was just an endless list of people he'd rather do stuff with and people he was more loyal too, would work with instead of him. Even Oswald, of all fucking people, stood more of a chance than he did.
"One day, you won't have anyone and then you might come to me."
Maybe he'd be into him still then. Hard to say. Probably but hard to say. "Maybe you'll appreciate me better then."
"I am hot for you." That was a fact, just as him caring for Roman was. Victor didn't like to quantify his emotions, but unfortunately he often had to. His loyalties somehow played a bit part in shaping the city and it wasn't as if he couldn't understand Roman's disappointment. The man didn't do anything half-heartedly. "You'll be out soon. Then I'll show you my new place. Then you can have me."
"I think one day I will be over you. It's going to be a great day. I like that you still have fun with me, I'm not complaining but I have a feeling in me. I like people who worship me and want only me. I'm needy, I know it but I am." And he got that about himself. He knew Victor would never want him... it sucked but he was happy to keep playing, he wasn't objecting to that. "Gotham is getting weirder. Who says a freak like me can't find love?"
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Very unlike Maroni. Or Roman. "I don't know what's gonna happen."
He got up suddenly, leaned forward and cupped the back of Roman's hair, fingers tangled in his hair as he kissed him. "I care for you."
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"One day, you won't have anyone and then you might come to me."
Maybe he'd be into him still then. Hard to say. Probably but hard to say. "Maybe you'll appreciate me better then."
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He was hopeful. In his own way.