𝙆𝙄𝙇𝙇 𝙈𝙀.ᐟ

ㅤㅤㅤ❰ㅤ.ㅤ.ㅤ.ㅤDON'T YOU REMEMBER YOU
TOLD ME YOU LOVED ME BABYㅤ.ㅤ.ㅤ.❚ . 𖤝 ׄ ❚ㅤ

[𝙆𝙄𝙇𝙇 𝙈𝙀.ᐟ @DRAAGPROBLEM]

ㅤㅤㅤㅤ.ㅤ.ㅤ.ㅤTELL ME I'M A BAD MAN,
KICK ME LIKE A STRAYㅤ.ㅤ.ㅤ.ㅤ
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ#DRAAGTWT

[𝙆𝙄𝙇𝙇 𝙈𝙀.ᐟ @DRAAGPROBLEM]

@GRANDICTATORWAY on his split lip.

[𝙆𝙄𝙇𝙇 𝙈𝙀.ᐟ @DRAAGPROBLEM]

@GRANDICTATORWAY 𝑎𝑙𝑟𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡? I fucking tried. — His gaze dropped again. — But 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐩. And at some point, I just... — He trailed off, swallowing hard. — 𝐼 𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑝𝑝𝑒𝑑 𝑓𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑏𝑎𝑐𝑘.

The admission tasted worse than the blood still lingering >

[𝙆𝙄𝙇𝙇 𝙈𝙀.ᐟ @DRAAGPROBLEM]

@GRANDICTATORWAY Then daydream about it, 𝑏𝑎𝑏𝑦. I know we can't. Not here. Not like this but... 𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧 𝐈 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐭.

[𝙆𝙄𝙇𝙇 𝙈𝙀.ᐟ @DRAAGPROBLEM]

I think I'm gonna marry him.

[‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎𝕲rand 𝕯𝒊𝒄𝒕𝒂𝒕𝒐𝒓 𝖂ay.‎ ‎ ‎ ‎♛ @GRANDICTATORWAY]

You are, but I don't know who the fuck are you.

And don't call me baby. That's... Reserved for someone else.

[𝙆𝙄𝙇𝙇 𝙈𝙀.ᐟ @DRAAGPROBLEM]

@GRANDICTATORWAY them to hear.

— I already feel 𝑓𝑢𝑐𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑝𝑎𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑡𝑖𝑐, Gerard. 𝐼 𝑑𝑜𝑛'𝑡 𝑛𝑒𝑒𝑑 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑡𝑜 𝑟𝑒𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑑 𝑚𝑒.

He fell silent, staring at the ceiling as he fought to keep his breathing steady.

[𝙆𝙄𝙇𝙇 𝙈𝙀.ᐟ @DRAAGPROBLEM]

@GRANDICTATORWAY the hours he'd spent lying outside in the rain afterward. His knuckles were scraped raw, his shoulders stiff, and every movement sent another reminder through his battered body.

He'd lost track of how many times he'd woken up. Or how many times he'd wished he hadn't.

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[𝙆𝙄𝙇𝙇 𝙈𝙀.ᐟ @DRAAGPROBLEM]

@GRANDICTATORWAY But none of it came out.

Instead, his eyes finally found Gerard's again.

— 𝐷𝑜 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑦 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑘 𝐼 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑡𝑜 𝑓𝑖𝑛𝑑 𝑚𝑒 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠.ᐣ

The question cracked at the end.

He looked away immediately, ashamed of how much he'd allowed >

[𝙆𝙄𝙇𝙇 𝙈𝙀.ᐟ @DRAAGPROBLEM]

— 𝑌𝑜𝑢 𝑎𝑙𝑤𝑎𝑦𝑠 𝑤𝑎𝑙𝑘 𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑜 𝑝𝑒𝑜𝑝𝑙𝑒'𝑠 𝑟𝑜𝑜𝑚𝑠 𝑐𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑑 𝑖𝑛 𝑓𝑢𝑐𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑏𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑑, 𝑜𝑟 𝑎𝑚 𝐼 𝑔𝑒𝑡𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑠𝑝𝑒𝑐𝑖𝑎𝑙 𝑡𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑡𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡.ᐣ

His expression shifted, just slightly.

— And what the fuck do you mean we've met before?

[𝙆𝙄𝙇𝙇 𝙈𝙀.ᐟ @DRAAGPROBLEM]

He hadn't moved when the stranger came through the door. Not because he wasn't startled. Quite the fucking opposite.

His entire body had gone rigid the moment someone stepped inside, every muscle tightening in anticipation of something he wasn't sure he could take again.

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[𝙈𝘾𝘾𝙍𝘼𝘾𝙆𝙀𝙉. @carnischaos]

“Hi!” He was already through the door before he’d decided to be. It was open. Didn’t count as breaking in if it was open — that was a rule, probably. He’d check. He wouldn’t check.

“Okay, don’t freak out.” He held both hands up, like that made it better, then >

[𝙆𝙄𝙇𝙇 𝙈𝙀.ᐟ @DRAAGPROBLEM]

his ribs reminded him why moving was a terrible idea.

He sucked in a breath through his teeth.

— 𝐉𝐞𝐬𝐮𝐬 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐂𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐭. 𝐃𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐡𝐮𝐭 𝐮𝐩?

His gaze dropped to the cigarette. For a moment, he simply stared at it. Then he looked back at Bert.

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