[ Fraser didn't expect to get hit, so he was unprepared when Ray took the swing for him, whirling out of nowhere and knocking his teeth together, making him bite his tongue. He gasped, and drew his hand up to his mouth and jaw, pulling away. Hurt flashed in his eyes, betrayal, and he saw no regret in Ray Vecchio's eyes, just the hardened criminal behind them that he had supposedly become.
Ray Kowalski did catch his eye though. He was angry on Fraser's behalf, protective of his partner, and he looked at him in reassurance that matched the concern that he'd been offered moments before. The hiss of warning would make sense in context, of course, but Fraser had thought that he had more than one friend in the room. Now he didn't know what to do, and he was afraid, and the swell of reassurance he felt from Ray was just one small gesture in a suddenly spiraling situation.
He looked imploringly at the mobster Ray as his partner moved away from his side, leaving him feeling exposed in the middle of the room. ]
Why are you doing this?
[ His face hurt, but more injured was his pride. There was a knock on the door. ]
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Ray Kowalski did catch his eye though. He was angry on Fraser's behalf, protective of his partner, and he looked at him in reassurance that matched the concern that he'd been offered moments before. The hiss of warning would make sense in context, of course, but Fraser had thought that he had more than one friend in the room. Now he didn't know what to do, and he was afraid, and the swell of reassurance he felt from Ray was just one small gesture in a suddenly spiraling situation.
He looked imploringly at the mobster Ray as his partner moved away from his side, leaving him feeling exposed in the middle of the room. ]
Why are you doing this?
[ His face hurt, but more injured was his pride. There was a knock on the door. ]