'i’m going to go home' gimme that isaac carter angst lmao
THIS IS NO ORDINARY LOVE.
a hand reaches out to take hold of his wrist. unnatural, unexplained reflexes.
' please don’t — don’t leave, isaac. we don’t have to talk about ... anything. just don’t leave, alright ? ‘ he’s tense, fingers slipping from isaac’s skin before he’s assured that isaac will stay. it was the fear that pulled him away, the never - ending fear of being too much. it was strange to him, still. something that only isaac surfaced within him. he had never had to apologize to anyone for himself, especially with isaac by his side. it seemed ironic to him how much he caught himself wanting to tell him that he was sorry.
he laid back down, facing towards the ceiling. a retreat. isaac could leave if that was what he wanted to do, though carter doubted he would now. he was surprisingly easy to tether, which benefited carter’s ego. it reassured him that he wasn’t as desperate for isaac as he thought. well — he was, but isaac wanted him by his side as much as carter did. it balanced it out. made carter feel less scared.
until it didn’t.