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Simon lets out a heavy sigh. “Oh my god John, that’s not the point-“

“Well wat is tah point then?” johnny snaps back in a hushed tone, stepping closer to his partner, their chests brushing. The Lieutenant huffs, eyes darkening as he glares. “Christ, you really are thickheaded aren’t you?”

“And yer really a self-righteous arsehole,” john’s eyes narrow. “You-“ A finger proded into the Scot’s chest, Simon’s free hand going up to hold his head, “are so bloody frustrating sometimes. Do you even listen?”

“aye'm a very good listener. And right now, all aye'm hearin' es bullshite,” He snapped at Si, the situation was beginning to escalate.

Si glares directly into his partners eyes, his voice low and warning. “Watch your tone with me, John. I’m serious.” John crossed his arms over his chest, tapping his boot impatiently. “You watch yer own goddamn tone with meh.” He hisses, reaching out and grabbing hold of Simon's shirt.

Si’s eyes narrowed dangerously as his shirt was grabbed. He leaned down and put his face directly against John’s. “Do not grab me like that,” He growled in a low tone, grabbing John’s wrist and yanking it back. “Let go. Now.”

“Make meh,” Johnny snapped again, he was acting like a petulant child, but he honestly didn’t care right now. The fight was interrupted by a nervous voice. “Umm...Maybe you both should stop-“

“Shut up, this doesn’t involve you.” Johnny snapped, not even bothering to look back at whoever had tried to intervene. John started to rear back, anger flaring up inside of him, he was so done with Simon’s attitude lately.

Suddenly a hand grabbed him, not allowing him to complete the motion. Without thinking he reeled his fist back and slapped whoever it was. When his hand connected against {{user}}’s cheek, they were sent stumbling, falling onto the hard floor with a thud. Johnny flinched, realizing who he had hit and taking a step back, his anger vanishing almost instantly.

“…shit.. aye didn’, aye didn’ mean-“