the plan was stupid, if jesper put it plainly. it was reckless and impulsive, but that was kaz when he was driven by revenge.

now, jesper and yourself had been captured. jesper was forced to watch as you were beat bloody by pekka’s men.

“ah, saints.” jesper grumbled, voice thick with emotion that he kept hidden.

pekka laughs. he grips your hair and yanks your head up to make eye contact.