@irified >You had started to form a response but it ended up turning into a soft mumble as exhaustion finally took over
>You are out, resting against him completely, comforted by his embrace
>You are a mess. Even though it was only four days, two of those days were spent travelling and the rest were non-stop meetings, paperwork, and conferences that lasted until midnight
>Not to mention the whole threatening divorce on your end and worrying about how Broderick was --
@irified >You swallow a few times, letting your eyes close
I hope it helps.
>You can feel yourself starting to doze off, and you know you shouldn't stay the night, but he is so comfy
@irified >You hate feeling so vulnerable, so you take the moment to collect yourself enough to lower your hands from your face
>Just simply resting against him, quietly enjoying the embrace, hoping and even praying you are making the right choice for the both of you
How is therapy?
@irified >You keep your face covered, too embarrassed to show him, settling in comfortably. You could sleep here.
I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.
>You're starting to mumble nonsense and apologies, feeling horrible for doing all of that to him
@irified >You start to resist, staying stiff as he pulls you close, but you love this man and end up just sinking into him
>You keep your face hidden, otherwise limp in his arms, overcome with general exhaustion and mental strain
I'm so tired.
>You're mumbling into your hands, just --
@irified I know.
>You are fighting hard to keep yourself from breaking down. Everything is crashing down on you right at this moment
I know.
>You repeat it softer than the first time, putting your hands on your face, hiding your expression from him. You are a Sensitive man
@irified >You don't make any acknowledgement of him sitting beside you, you are too busy wallowing in stress and anxiety
I don't know if I can keep up with everything.
>You murmur softly, the only part of you moving is your mouth and your chest
@irified >You let your hands drop down, staring at the ceiling. You look old, a lot older than you are
Just business.
>You manage to respond, closing your eyes and letting yourself relax into the couch a little
>You desperately need sleep, but your mind is running in circles and you --
@irified >You are starting to pace a little as you try to complete this call as effectively as possible without cutting it too short
>Once it is, you turn your phone to silent and sit down on the couch, rubbing your face with both hands
>You are so tired
@irified -- persists, jumping up onto your leg and nudging you for attention
I'm on the phone. Shoo.
>You push the dog away who gives you the saddest look alive and sulks away to Broderick
@irified >While you are on the phone, the other dog is desperately trying to get your attention, having missed you since you had just up and left without so much as a goodbye to them
>You keep waving the dog away, too stressed and focused to give them any attention
>But the dog --
@irified No.
>You hate how short that sounded, so you swallow and look over in his general direction without looking directly at him
No I'm alright. Thank you
>You feel your phone buzzing, probably business. You have to answer
>You stand and answer it, sounding as professional as you--
@irified >You can't look at him, your chest aching as if someone has taken a spoon and just started digging as deep as they could go
>You don't notice that he has stood up, just nodding in response. You're too tired to try and keep your normally collected attitude
Okay.
>Ouch. Not --
@irified >You knew he wouldn't open up right away, you were expecting it. But it doesn't mean that it hurts any less
>Your shoulders slump and you look absolutely drained. Quite depressed, in fact.
Alright.
>You speak softly, all your energy zapped at once. Maybe you should have just --