Really, wow! They may be talking about David’s weaknesses lately, but Max’s words were…well, it’s what David needed to hear. His role as a parent may be new and strange compared to camp counselor, and there ARE added stressors that have obviously been hitting David hard lately, but that didn’t mean he was alone in the strange.
And you know what? That’s probably all that matters for now.
David notices the stressed look Max was making, and a bit of his heart tears. He’s not the only one stressed about all of this, and it’s clear HIS anxieties were bleeding into his kid. Wow, not a great start at this parenting thing.
With a gentle hand, he reaches out to garner the other’s attention,“Hey Max, how about we–”
David draws his hands back, curled to his chest as he takes in the sudden WRATH and RAGE the boy was unleashing on him. At first, the man was only startled by the complete one-eighty, but then the words started sinking in through his dim brain.
“I-I-I–,” he can’t quite form the words to defend himself or pose questions. What was he allowed to tackle? Max wasn’t giving him a CHANCE to step in.
Then the boy furiously scoots off his seat, red in face, snapping David out of his daze and stumbling out of his own chair. “Wait, Max! Please! We-we need to talk about this. Please! I’m sorry, I’ll–” And Max silences him with his parting words before retiring to his room.
What…what just happened? It was so fast that David couldn’t even comprehend his heart was breaking. Guilt festers inside as the accusations line up to what was a clear cause to it all–DAVID had driven him to these feelings. Him and his silly concerns were adding more stress on the young boy than was healthy and now…oh gosh…now Max is convinced David doesn’t really care about him–that he doesn’t LOVE him.
He presses a hand to his lips, pushing back sobs that threatened to bubble out. Tears stream down his face, however, for he can not push back all of his emotions.
No, David. You’ve done enough crying lately, and look what it’s done. It’s different now, being the sole guardian of a child. Max is supposed to DEPEND on him now, and all David has been showing was how much of a blubbering mess this has made him. HE thought it was sentimentality, but clearly Max thinks otherwise. He takes a deep breath, and swallows back sobs.
He turns to the table where both their meals sat barely touched. Suddenly, David wasn’t feeling all that hungry either. He’ll wrap them up then and put them away for now, but later, after giving Max some time to cool down, maybe he’ll see if Max wants to go out for ice cream.
What.. The fuck-- Was wrong with him??
The boy rolls over in his new bed, staring over at the door with a bit of left-over frustration from his previous outburst still bubbling around in his chest.
His brows furrowed then, before eventually he grabbed his pillow and used it to cover his face with a huff.
Sure, Max could be quick to lose his temper in certain situations-- But even he wasn’t sure where all of that came from. David had been stressing him out a little, sure, but-- Not that badly. It wasn’t like he was angry at him for actually caring--- So why did he make it seem like that was the case?
Max stayed like that for while afterwards. Letting not only his anger dissipate, but letting the rest of him cool down a bit too. And-- It was weird. After Max had managed to fully calm himself down, he felt... Drained.
Like he’d just swam multiple laps in a pool or ran the mile.
It took a lot of strength not to just, fall asleep right then and there. Because, as much as he would have liked to just, roll over and sleep and forget this night ever happened... He still needed to make sure David was okay.
He was an asshole, sure, but-- He didn’t want to push away the only person he had right now.
So, after glancing over at the small clock on his nightstand to see what time it was, and that he’d actually been in here for about an hour, he decided to force himself out of his half-asleep state in his bed. Then after giving a little stretch, he walked over to his door. Opening it sheepishly and peering out into the hallway, before he finally made his way out, walking around quietly until he finally found where David was. To which, he stopped a bit a few feet away from the other. Eyes tired, but overall seeming a lot better than he had been before.
“David?” A pause, and when he got the other’s attention, he shuffled a bit on his feet. Shoving his hands into his pockets out of habit before he looked away, guilt forming on his face as he scrunched up his nose and furrowed his brows.
“..... I’m..... Sorry.... About before. I didn’t-- I mean I shouldn’t--.......”
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