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FILL PART ONE Re: [RPF] Andrew/Jesse

[anonymous]

Hi! So I filled this. It's more comfort by way of Jesse comforting Andrew but I hope you like it nonetheless!

"He's wired in."

"Sorry?"

"He's wired in."

"Is he?"

The laptop smashes. Andrew's having a hard time separating himself from Eduardo. He feels such pain and betrayal and anger. Yes, anger's what he's really feeling the most right now.

"How about now, you still wired in?"

His blood is boiling. He can feel it rushing in his ears. God, Sean and Mark and--Mark. He was supposed to be his best friend. They're co-founders of Facebook. CEO and CFO. And now his shares have been diluted down to nothing. He's nothing to Facebook now. Nothing to Mark.

It takes him a second to get past the red hot fury blinding him in this scene. He's rattling off line after line and yelling about chickens and The Phoenix and soon enough he's at "Lawyer up, asshole." His breathing is labored and his fists are clenched so tight he thinks he might be drawing blood.

It's when he's leaning in that he notices Mark wincing as he gives his terse replies to Eduardo. He's holding his hand loosely against his chest and biting his lip in a way that's more Jesse than Mark. It's distracting enough to make Andrew break character.

"I'm not coming back for uh...shit. Sorry, David!" He apologizes quickly, looking back at Jesse just in time to see a small grimace appear and disappear before Andrew's really had time to blink.

Jesse tries to evade his eyes, but that's no good. Andrew's basically a professional by now at watching Jesse, as Mark or as himself.

"Why do you keep making that face?" He asks, clearing throat in an effort to reconcile his British accent with his Eduardo clothes and hair and mindset.

Jesse shrugs, but Andrew's nothing but persistent. The crew's taken his line fuck-up as a sign that it's time for a break, so no one's really paying them any attention right now. He pulls up a chair in front of Jesse and lifts his eyebrows in that expectant way that always seem to work.

As predicted, Jesse sighs before lifting his left hand with a frown. Two of his fingers look a bit more bent than the rest of them. "I um. It's not a big deal. I think you just broke two of my fingers with that laptop." He shrugs again, looking almost apologetic. "I'll be fine."