The Care and Feeding of Evan Russel, Part 1:
Embrace his honesty, there are not many who will tell you so blatantly what they’re thinking. If he hurts your feelings, forgive him, then tell him why. He is a young soul full of fire. He means well but has much to learn.
There are times when his anger covers sadness. Pull him into you, soft arms and soft words, and let him shake it lose into the bones of your shoulders. The world is huge and does not understand him; be his safe place, you are one of the few that can be such.
There are times when his anger is purely anger, striking like lightning, breaking windows and the skin on his knuckles. Let him vent it, but don’t be afraid to wade in and drag him out of the firestorm he is creating. There is no safety mechanism in his heart for how far he will go, so be his rescue when he needs it. It may come with blood on your lips but he will kiss it better and you will never lack for loyalty or love in return for these sacrifices.
Do not trade your kindness like a favor. He is already jaded by the commercial oligarchy of the world and you are living proof that humanity can be better, so be better. It has never been a hardship to offer affection freely, do not make it one now; fingertips to his temples, in his hair, lips to his skin as reminders that he is a heart beating under flesh and he is allowed to come home and rest in the valleys of your bed.
You have never been a fighter but your damaged heart beats with its own ferocity; you offer love like flowers to anyone who needs it but on the inside your love is like a untiring storm and he will flourish under the overflow of water and noise and desperation there.
Trust him when others do not. No matter how wild his ideas or stretched his reasoning, he means only the best, to seek knowledge, to seek change, to better the world. Be ready to catch him when he stumbles, but trust him, and make sure he knows that you do.
That said, do not let him sleep with the defensive line while drunk, because he will try but not remember in the morning.
i love you, tetsuya brennan, he wants to say. that’s the only appropriate response here. but he can’t quite get those words out. instead, he kisses him, soft and slow. i love you, he says with his kiss and hopes it comes across anyway.
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