Challenge 854 - Permission to be scared
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m_findlowTitle: Permission to be scared
Character: Jack
Author: m_findlow
Rating: PG
Length: 200 words
Length: 200 words
Content notes: None
Author notes: Written for Challenge 854 - Afraid at ![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
torchwood100
torchwood100Summary: Jack never lets anyone see how scared he is. A double drabble.
Jack Harkness didn’t like appearing weak. He’d been around too long and learned the hard way that people saw weakness and took advantage of it. In his line of work, he couldn’t afford for anyone to think he was anything less than fearless and in control.
Truthfully, on the inside, he was just as afraid as everyone else. It was simply that being afraid didn’t stop him from doing what needed to be done. Being afraid that taking action could result in him getting hurt or killed didn’t mean the same as it did for everyone else. Jack could die over and over again and just keep coming back. It wasn’t pleasant and he didn’t want to die, but it was something that he had that no one else did. Being afraid was irrelevant when the stakes weren’t as high for him as they were everybody else.
When he was finally alone in those quiet moments, he could feel the trembling in his hands and the tightness in his chest, anxiety rising up to consume him whole. He could only put off those feelings for so long before they came for him, waiting until the immediate fear was far behind.
Jack Harkness didn’t like appearing weak. He’d been around too long and learned the hard way that people saw weakness and took advantage of it. In his line of work, he couldn’t afford for anyone to think he was anything less than fearless and in control.
Truthfully, on the inside, he was just as afraid as everyone else. It was simply that being afraid didn’t stop him from doing what needed to be done. Being afraid that taking action could result in him getting hurt or killed didn’t mean the same as it did for everyone else. Jack could die over and over again and just keep coming back. It wasn’t pleasant and he didn’t want to die, but it was something that he had that no one else did. Being afraid was irrelevant when the stakes weren’t as high for him as they were everybody else.
When he was finally alone in those quiet moments, he could feel the trembling in his hands and the tightness in his chest, anxiety rising up to consume him whole. He could only put off those feelings for so long before they came for him, waiting until the immediate fear was far behind.
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Date: 2025-03-02 10:40 am (UTC)