heart skipped a beat - he knew it was just for a safety precaution, but his hands gripped onto billy’s forearm, remaining close by
❝ i hope you don’t have to use that. . ❞
bob had no plan to stray away from butcher - that was unless he was pulled away by force or someone used the kill switch installed in his brain. .he had to be prepared for the worst
seeing the faint glimmer of the gun, bob’s
*cont.
Butcher would have been lying if he didn’t feel a certain level of 𝒓𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒆𝒇 as Bob stood up. That was always the hardest bloody part. Letting go of the 𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒖𝒎𝒂 enough to take that first fucking step towards 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝒅𝒐𝒎.
He noticed the way Bob’s hands >>
taking her hand, bringing himself up to his feet, standing in front of her - his hands had stopped trembling and his tears had vanished - he didn’t care if a small group of people were scared of him, there is a larger group that doesn’t
Letting out a quiet sigh, shaking her head at how a man with the power of a thousand suns could make himself look so incredibly small. standing in front of him and offering her hand.
"Come on. Up on your feet, tiger."
to tremble slightly yet enough to be noticed, remaining close to Butcher - he didn’t know what the plan was, but he trusted the other
❝ so uh. .what’s the plan? ❞
the young male nodded, slowly standing when he felt the firm yet comforting hold on his arm - he was attempting to block out everything that was going on around them and just concentrate on the male in front of him
hands continue
*cont.
Nodding at Bob’s words, Butcher could 𝒂𝒍𝒎𝒐𝒔𝒕 understand that feeling of not knowing 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 to do. Paralysed by 𝒇𝒆𝒂𝒓, it could leave a man crippled at times.
But Butcher had dragged himself out of worst situations. And he’d done it 𝒂𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒆. Now he was going to >>