More possession stuff?? You betcha
Tw: violence, asphyxiation

Mass grins, lifting him up by the collar of his shirt and slamming him into the wall and Florida stills, eyes widening. Mass seems to pause at this, eyes flickering over Florida's face, taking in his pained expression. Mass moves his forearm to Florida's throat, not pressing down, just there. Florida waits, watching Mass as he seems to argue with himself.

"Hey, Florida-" he moves to rest a hand on his partner's back, freezing when Florida flinches.

"Are you afraid?" Mass huffs out a laugh, pressing down and watching Florida panic, "good."

"Florida?" Mass steps closer, "is everything okay?"

Florida forces a smile, "Yep, I'm fine!"

Mass eyes him skeptically, "you sure?"

"Yeah," he doesn't remember, "I'm sure."

Mass takes a cautious step forward, watching as Florida seems to curl in on himself, gaze fixed on Mass' hands, he was afraid. Florida was afraid of him.

Mass frowns, turning on his heel, "I'm gonna go talk to Cali, call me if you need anything." He wouldn't push it, he just wished he could help.