* ◟ 𝓽 . 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐲 .
the deniros ordeal was no secret, the news had spread like wildfire in the space of a short few hours and before he knew it, it was impossible for taylor not to find out about it. sure he had his quarrels with atlas but he did feel some empathy for him. it can’t have been easy watching a loved one like that and despite their differences, he could only hope everything worked out for the family. so when he spots the male deniro lining up for donuts, taylor knows he should approach and say something. nothing stupid or petty like their usual conversations. and from the sound of it, atlas too, had expected a similar conversation but he could easily put aside his dislike for the other, figuring he already had far too much on his plate. “relax, i didn’t come over to fight. i dunno’ why i came over. we’re not friends … but i heard whats happened and ..i-well, i’m sorry? i know i’m the last person you’d ever go to for anything but if you need anything or need to take a free hit ‘cause of everything going on.. i’m here, i guess.”
there are times like this when atlas wishes his family’s lives weren’t so public , where he could open his social media & not be confronted with the news all over again , or so he could go to something as simple as a donut store & not receive the looks he’s been getting since his father’s condition was front page news . of course , atlas knew that given not only his status but also his family’s , this would be inevitable . after his own hospitalisation last year , things in atlas’s life have changed drastically . he rarely ever goes on a night out anymore & if he does , he’s more cautious than ever . the fear of going back to that place had kept him away from anything that could harm him , & now he’s back not for himself , but for his dad . his head dips a little . ❛ i already told you . i don’t want to do that , alright ? everything’s stressful as it is . ❜
