bartemius brouch senior can choke on his own shit, can break his own wretched fucking hands and evan will make sure of it. because barty belongs only to him. because he is beautiful, and he deserves to hear nothing less.
little hurt/comfort rosekiller au where evan finds barty after a fight with his dad
something inside evan breaks as he approaches barty. his lip is split, his hands are trembling, and his eyes hold a hollow, bottomless terror.
"i love you so much, bee," evan says, leaving a kiss on his hand again. barty softens, leaning into the touch. "i love you too, rosie." his gaze warms. the pain and fear recede from his irises, replaced by that familiar, lovely green,the very look that makes Evan’s knees go weak