There was a level of frustration here that caused all of JC's muscles to tense at once. He had been known for his temper tantrums, usually at injustice or disrespect, but this was an entirely new sort of dealing for the near thirty year old man and he couldn't figure out the proper course of action. The voice was very clear on some things and very unclear on the rest.

Buy the date as a personal donation. Check. It implanted a certain sort of fear that Judas might be stolen from him otherwise and he couldn't allow that. He couldn't do this without Judas moreso than the rest. There was a clear heirarchy in the Twelve, at least in his eyes, with Judas at the head and Peter and Simon beneath, Matt, John, Mark and Andy under them and so on.

The hand on his face felt like burning and when Judas released him, that burning turned to ice. JC leaned up on his elbows and scowled. "I want you... To be with me..."

He thought he was being clear about that.

"And no one else."

Of course, he probably ought to have outlined that being with him wasn't the same thing as dating. At least, JC hadnt officially linked the two up in his mind just yet and the voice wasn't giving him good answers either, just pushing him to a goal he was clueless about to bind Judas to JC