"Nobody Normal Ever Accomplished Anything Meaningful In This World"
◇New to character. New to verse
◇Bi (MS with chem only)
◇Writer is 25+
◇Banter/Literate
◇Non-Lewd
"You know, Mom. It's hard not be nervous all the time with what we've all been through."
He offered her a brighter smile, holding his arms out for a hug.
“ What do you mean by "always"? ”
Joyce was worried
“ I know you and I know you don't want me to worry, but I'm your mother and I'll always be there for you ”
"Yeah, you were. The bowl cut really solidified the look." Jonathan grinned before sighing with relief and continuing to wipe at Will's tears.
"Don't tell Mom I told you, but she still thinks you're pretty adorable now."
all the bad seemed to go away, nothing but happy memories shining brightly. he opens his eyes, tears still falling.
"i was an adorable kid.." he mumbles, laughing quietly.
"You'd sit at the table wearing a crown you'd made. Mom accepted defeat and just let you. " Jonathan smiled, using his sleeve to wipe the tears.
"You ate like a king.. it was pretty adorable."
"You used to hide from Mom in there when it was time for dinner. I would have to come convince you to leave." He laughed, fighting back the tears.
"I'd pretend to be the King's servant and I'd prepared a feast fit for a King.."
"cold .. so cold jon.." he lets out a small whine, shivering a whole lot. he's trying to think of good things, but so many bad things flood through his mind. too much that it hurts.
"st—strong.." he repeats quietly, tears slipping down his cheeks.
"Will. Stay with me.. come on bud." He was trying to keep calm but even after all these years, it wasn't easy.
"You're strong. You know that. Push him out.. think of good memories.. of all the good that you've experienced."
he's trying to take deep breathes , panicking when he can barely breathe.
"he —— m'too cold , jon. d——don't like it. nu uhh."
he's shaking slightly , eyes closing tightly.