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| ◥ Asked by flamesandfirearms |  | "H-hey Davey?" he whispered in a rough voice, looking up at his twin, his eyes half lidded as he nosed his chin. |
“Hm?” he grunted, enjoying the attention. |
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C-can’t… -gasps for air, his struggling getting weak until it’s down to nothing and he’s unconscious-
-lets go of him, appalled at himself, and slumps to the floor with him, pulling Ryder’s head into his lap-
-groans, lolling his head in Davey’s lap, still unconscious-
-begins to sing softly-
What have I done?
Sweet Jesus, what have I done?
Become a thief in the night,
Become a dog on the run
And have I fallen so far,
And is the hour so late
That nothing remains but the cry of my hate,
The cries in the dark that nobody hears,
Here where I stand at the turning of the years?-blinks his eyes open, his vision hazy- D-davey?
-sobs- I’m so sorry, Rye…
-hugs him tightly- It’s okay, Davey.
-clings to him, sobbing-
It’s okay, Davey. Cause you love me. So it’s okay. -chokes his words out, voice cracked-
It’s not okay, it’s never okay, oh God, I’m turning into her!
(Source: annoyeveryonewithhappiness)
C-can’t… -gasps for air, his struggling getting weak until it’s down to nothing and he’s unconscious-
-lets go of him, appalled at himself, and slumps to the floor with him, pulling Ryder’s head into his lap-
-groans, lolling his head in Davey’s lap, still unconscious-
-begins to sing softly-
What have I done?
Sweet Jesus, what have I done?
Become a thief in the night,
Become a dog on the run
And have I fallen so far,
And is the hour so late
That nothing remains but the cry of my hate,
The cries in the dark that nobody hears,
Here where I stand at the turning of the years?-blinks his eyes open, his vision hazy- D-davey?
-sobs- I’m so sorry, Rye…
-hugs him tightly- It’s okay, Davey.
-clings to him, sobbing-
(Source: annoyeveryonewithhappiness)
C-can’t… -gasps for air, his struggling getting weak until it’s down to nothing and he’s unconscious-
-lets go of him, appalled at himself, and slumps to the floor with him, pulling Ryder’s head into his lap-
-groans, lolling his head in Davey’s lap, still unconscious-
-begins to sing softly-
What have I done?
Sweet Jesus, what have I done?
Become a thief in the night,
Become a dog on the run
And have I fallen so far,
And is the hour so late
That nothing remains but the cry of my hate,
The cries in the dark that nobody hears,
Here where I stand at the turning of the years?-blinks his eyes open, his vision hazy- D-davey?
-sobs- I’m so sorry, Rye…
(Source: annoyeveryonewithhappiness)
C-can’t… -gasps for air, his struggling getting weak until it’s down to nothing and he’s unconscious-
-lets go of him, appalled at himself, and slumps to the floor with him, pulling Ryder’s head into his lap-
-groans, lolling his head in Davey’s lap, still unconscious-
-begins to sing softly-
What have I done?
Sweet Jesus, what have I done?
Become a thief in the night,
Become a dog on the run
And have I fallen so far,
And is the hour so late
That nothing remains but the cry of my hate,
The cries in the dark that nobody hears,
Here where I stand at the turning of the years?
(Source: annoyeveryonewithhappiness)
-doesn’t hear him and goes out the door, heading for the elevator to leave-
-runs after him and beats him to the lobby by parkouring the stairs-
-gets to the lobby a few seconds after Davey, staring at him- W-what are you doing down here?
Why do you do this to me, Ryder? My heart isn’t a fucking toy. You can’t just play with it for a few minutes and set it aside when something newer and shinier comes along. -pushes him, hard- You can’t just fuck with me like that.
I… It’s n-not that, Davey. -hits the wall, whining- I just… I have to go pick something up.
Drugs are no substitute for love, Rye. -grabs Ryder’s throat and presses him against the wall-
-coughs, struggling as he tries to get out of Davey’s hold- P-pl… ease… -coughs, gagging-
Please what? Please let you destroy your life? Please let you break my heart? Please let you go off and marry some bimbo you don’t even love because somebody told you it was “right”? Please what, Ryder?
C-can’t… -gasps for air, his struggling getting weak until it’s down to nothing and he’s unconscious-
-lets go of him, appalled at himself, and slumps to the floor with him, pulling Ryder’s head into his lap-
(Source: annoyeveryonewithhappiness)
