JC/Chris

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JC asks one more time, because he can see something is wrong, even though Chris is getting more angry with him by the minute.

"No, I'm fine, stop bugging me!" His hand makes choppy movements, like he's cutting off pigeons' heads. Or like he doesn't know where to put his pain.

JC looks after him as Chris walks off across the parking lot, his body screaming 'don't touch me'. He wishes Chris would just break down, just cry on him like the others do, but they aren't like that. They're always pushing each other away, never too close. Not anymore.