@athletiics | continued from here | “Who the fuck cares?”
ᴄʀᴀɪɢ;; – He was shocked to hear that coming from Robert. He had to wonder though, what did he say to suddenly spur this on? A worried look crossing his face, Craig silently moved in front of Robert. ‘ Robert, bro, what’s wrong? Why are you acting like this? ‘
“Joseph”, he said immediately, darkly, and dropped the cigarette he’d worked through far too quickly to the ground and ground it beneath his heel. It was an answer on several levels that Craig wouldn’t understand yet, but that he would soon enough if he didn’t back the hell off, and that was the thing - Joseph got under your skin and he fucking stayed there, and that was part of what had Robert riled up and tense and hostile.
And sure. Yeah. He could recognise that Craig didn’t deserve to be snapped at because he’d allowed himself to be charmed, except actually, yeah, maybe he did, because Joseph was married and Craig was supposed to be better than the rest of them. Certainly better than Robert.
Maybe not so much, huh.
Fuck this. Fuck them.
Fuck Joseph.
He looked back up from the ground and the ashes, jaw clenched.
“Your thing with him. Trust me. Get out of it.”