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"You can't tell Nasha" Mickey stammered, his uninjured hand held out as if he could stop 18 from walking off. "How are you going to stop me?" 18 taunted. "Gonna pin me down and tie me up?" A smirk slowly slid onto 18's face as Mickey blushed and stammered before he spoke. "18, don't tell Nasha about my injury." Mickey said, and even his fucking command was pathetic, his face twisting between anxiety and an attempt to be stern. It didn't work. But unfortunately thanks to those fucking idiots in the lab, the command would. "Take it back." 18 growled "No." Mickey said and the declaration was strong, forceful, and so out of character that 18 balked. But then Mickey deflated like a balloon losing air and murmured in a low voice "Nashsa has enough to worry about with the election n' all. I don't want to add to it." "Oh yeah? and what about what Nasha wants. She'd want to know." He argued looking Mickey up and down, looking for weakness, for the best way to make Mickey undo his fucking command. Mickey looked up from under his fringe again, "Yeah, well Nasha would want to know about the experiment in the lab and what it did to you too." Or the one where 18 has to follow 17's commands

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