[ It was lucky that his head was hooded, in that moment, his jaw clenched so hard he thought he would break his own teeth. Too many people knew, and it seemed like every time he turned, more were figuring it out. Or questioning it. Or breaking in and finding themselves on something they shouldn't.
It was entirely out of HJ's hands, and he hated it, because they weren't doing anything terribly different, and the Minutemen worked together closer than all of these people who knew. They'd figured it out, of course, but from Eddie Blake's big mouth. (And HJ would forever delude himself that it was the fault of Blake that they knew.) ]
You are.
[ Stoicly delivered, even while his stomach heaved, feeling the hit to his gut, and he grunted at the end, before trying to drive his arm forward harder, trying to choke the life out of him. HJ could take a beating, after all. He was like a brick wall. The unfortunate part was: so was Frank. ]
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It was entirely out of HJ's hands, and he hated it, because they weren't doing anything terribly different, and the Minutemen worked together closer than all of these people who knew. They'd figured it out, of course, but from Eddie Blake's big mouth. (And HJ would forever delude himself that it was the fault of Blake that they knew.) ]
You are.
[ Stoicly delivered, even while his stomach heaved, feeling the hit to his gut, and he grunted at the end, before trying to drive his arm forward harder, trying to choke the life out of him. HJ could take a beating, after all. He was like a brick wall. The unfortunate part was: so was Frank. ]