Oops, this happened in about 15 minutes. Bear with me, I didn’t edit it very well. I hope you enjoy it though! (Even though it’s painful sorry)
The silence in the room was evidently thick to the men who were in it, creating a tension that weighed heavy on both of them. Even though Hercules wasn’t making eye contact with Lafayette, he could feel the anger and grief radiating off of him. Which only hurt him more, making him spiral deeper into his own self hatred and guilt.
Hercules watched the Frenchman from his place by the door. Lafayette, who had not yet moved from his spot since his boyfriend walked in, was sitting on the ground with his knees close to his chest and his head hanging between them. His body was shaking slightly, something Hercules noticed after staring at the Frenchman for some time.
After another moment of sitting in silence, Hercules finally found the courage to speak.
Hercules was swiftly cut off by the Frenchman, who could only manage to choke out a single word.
Hercules stared at Lafayette for a moment, waiting for the man to say something else. He felt as though he needed it, he /wanted/ it. It seemed like the only way to get rid of his own anger towards himself, to feel the anger from someone else. From the one he hurt most.
The man waited, staring at Lafayette as he waited for himself to say something. Anything. But Laf stayed silent, despite his heavy breathing. Eventually the Frenchman picked his head up. Hercules felt his breath hitched as he took in Lafayette’s appearance. His normally perfect complexion was disheveled, a bit of makeup smudged beneath his eyes as well as slightly red tear tracks that ran down from his eyes to his cheeks. Those tears continued to flow. Even though they were at a slow pace it was obvious the man had been crying for some time now.
The pained look in Lafayette’s eyes hurt Hercules the most, a mix between anger, betrayal, and grief twisted into one guy wrenching look of misery that made the man sick to his stomach. He had caused this. He caused the one he held closest to his heart this pain.
“Laf… Please, I-I’m sorry.. I didn’t mean to, I…” the Irishman trailed off, unsure of what else he could say. So he just stared at Lafayette expectantly, waiting for the man to speak again. Eventually the Frenchman did so, maintaining his eye contact with Hercules as he spoke.
“Hercules…. why? What did I do?” Lafayette managed to croak out in a small pained voice, sounding childlike and quiet. Hercules felt his heart break even more and he took a step closer to the Frenchman, quickly shaking his head.
“No! Laf, no… this isn’t your fault! It’s mine, you did nothing.. I was drunk! I-I was drunk and… and not thinking straight… I couldn’t help it!” Hercules rambled, trying his best to make Lafayette feel better. Though it didn’t seem to work very well, since the Frenchman choked out noise that sounded like a mix between a laugh and a sob. Shaking his head lightly, Lafayette managed to pull himself to his feet as he glared up at Hercules.
“You couldn’t help it? What, was I so forgettable that you couldn’t help but cheat on me with some… some /whore/?!” Lafayette snapped, his voice thick and rough due to his grief. “Was I not enough.. was this not enough for you?!”
Hercules bit back a sob, his body starting to tremble as Lafayette continued to scream at him. He hung his head, unable to make eye contact with him anymore out of his own shame. The Frenchman moved closer to Hercules, lowering his voice to a rough and pained whisper.
“I gave up everything for you, I let you love me, I trusted you… I trusted you with my /body/… you remember that? When I let you take my /virginity/?!” The Frenchman spat sharply. Though he fell silent for a moment, taking a step back from Hercules and looking away. He couldn’t help but let out a small sob, wiping away his tears with the back of his sleeve. Staring at Hercules for a moment, he shook his head and let out a soft sigh.
“What am I going to do…” he murmured, mainly to himself. Hercules sniffled and eventually peeked back up at the Frenchman, trying to subtly move closer to him.
“Babe, I-I’m sorry… please, forgive me… I won’t do anything like that ever again, I swear…” Hercules said in a soft and comforting voice, trying to slowly snake his arms around Lafayette’s waist. Though before he could do so, Lafayette shoved on his chest and sent him stumbling backwards.
“Get OFF of me!! You think I’ll forgive you that easily?! That we’ll make up and go back to the things they were?! YOU RUINED THIS, HERCULES! YOU /RUINED/ US!” Lafayette screamed, his voice booming through the room. Before he could stop himself he collapsed to his knees, letting out a broken wail. The Frenchman stared down at his hands, sobs racking through his body. Hercules’s eyes widened and he quickly sank down to sit next to the Frenchman, hesitantly pulling him into a small embrace. This time Lafayette didn’t fight it, he need some sort of comfort at the moment. Even if it had to come from the one who hurt him.
Hercules held onto the Frenchman for a while, letting him cry quietly into his chest. He slowly began to rub his back, trying to comfort him as best as he could.
“Laf… will you ever forgive me..?” Hercules whispered into the man’s ear softly, his voice quavering out of nervousness. Lafayette stayed silent for a while, letting out a few small sobs into Hercules’s chest before he managed to pull away and speak.
“I.. I don’t know…” he whimpered, sniffling softly. Hercules forced himself to nod his head, knowing that he fucked this up. He caused this, so he couldn’t expect the Frenchman to ever forgive him after what he did. It was his fault that he was hurt in the first place. The only thing he could have was hope, hope that him and Lafayette could work through his together and eventually heal from what he had caused.
“O-Okay…” was all Hercules could manage to say, hugging Lafayette a little tighter for his own comfort. The Frenchman noticed that stiffened under his grip, going pull away from the man and sit back.
“I-I need time… please, just let me heal… I can’t…” the Frenchman paused to let out another small sob. “I-I can’t deal with this right now… I don’t know if I even can be with you anymore… you’ve ruined my trust…”
Hercules shivered, looking at Lafayette nervously. He didn’t want to think of a life without the Frenchman, although at this point it was the inevitable. That didn’t stop him from panicking, though.
“Wait, Laf.. I’m sorry.. please, just let me-”
“Hercules. Get. Out.” Lafayette snapped, his sudden anger making Hercules flinch and quickly move to stand up. He watched as Lafayette’s face softened, staring up at Hercules sadly for a moment before looking away.
“Give me time…” Lafayette murmured softly before going back to his former position of hugging his knees close to his chest, keeping his head up for a moment as he watched Hercules stand up.
Hercules stared at Lafayette for a moment before forcing himself to look away, his jaw clenched tightly. He had to leave, Lafayette didn’t want him here. That fact hurt him more than anything, making him hold back a sob as he made his way to the door. He turned back and glanced at Lafayette, unsure of what else there was for him to say.
“I’m… I’m sorry…” he managed to choke out in a small voice, sounding weak and vulnerable which was rare for Hercules. Lafayette sighed and glanced back up at Hercules, shaking his head lightly.
“J-Just go..” he huffed coldly. Hercules stiffened but nodded slowly, knowing that it would be best for the both of them if he left. He forced himself to walk out of the room and out of Lafayette’s life for now. He could only hope it wouldn’t be forever…
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