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condoms don’t protect you from spiritually transmitted demons.
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❝ history repeats itself. ❞
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laurence looks down at his hands. fingers curl slightly and he stretches them out, plucks at a loose thread on his jeans. robert, he thinks. this is about robert. he’s not sure how that makes him feel, how it SHOULD make him feel. that joseph’s previous affair affects this– whatever it is.
❛ it doesn’t have to, ❜ he says quietly, looking back up at joseph from under his lashes. ❛ we can– THIS can be different. ❜ if you let it, he doesn’t say.
in the end, joseph has to make the choice. he can make it different, if he chooses. but somehow, laurence doesn’t think this will go in his favor. joseph isn’t going to change things just for him. if he didn’t leave mary for someone like ROBERT, there’s no way he’s gonna do it for someone like LAURENCE.
he shakes his head, fingernails biting into his palms as he curls his fingers tight. bitterness fills his chest, coats his tongue. it’s not fair. joseph isn’t HAPPY. laurence KNOWS it. and yet– and yet his STUPID sense of loyalty or faith or whatever the fuck holds him back.
❛ you’re an idiot, joseph christiansen. ❜
@faithlessfather because i love you
when he first wakes up, he wants to scream. pale ceiling, nautical print on nearly every surface. a pale pink shirt draped over the back of a chair.
no. no, this couldn't be right. he can't be here. unless this is his own personal hell. stuck in this house forevermore. he pushes to his feet, stares around the room, and tries to remember how he got there. only vague, wavy memories come to mind. a forest. tent. camping supplies. betsy. ( cryptid hunt?? but then-- ) claws. claws ripping through his chest, tearing his insides to shreds. falling to the forest floor. blood spilling over his fingers, staining the fallen leaves under him crimson. the world slipping away to a comforting distance.
his breath catches in his chest and he looks down at his torso, hands coming up to feel for injuries. smooth, intact fabric meets his fingers but-- something's off. robert holds one hand up to the light, staggering back when he realizes he can see the WALL through his hand.
a sound behind him makes him jump and he whirls, hand coming up to strike the person. fingers pass through skin easy as water and he swears, eyes going wide.
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sounds about right
robert is, at any given moment, only seconds away from considering murdering joseph.
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❝ i don’t really blame you for being dead but you can’t have your sweater back. ❞
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❛ hmph. ❜ robert crosses his arms over his chest, giving joseph a sour look. he has to admit, joseph looks good in robert’s sweater. the red stands out against his pale skin. makes his eyes pop. he forces his eyes away, looks down at the ground. ❛ it’s not like i can wear it anymore anyway. not with the whole–-- ❜ he gestures down at his semi-transparent form.
❛ might as well go to someone who’s actually gonna use it. ❜ scarred fingers run through his hair and he makes a face. no real feeling in his fingers anymore, just a dull sort of pressure. it’s jarring, disorienting. frustrating. he runs his fingers over the front of his shirt, wishing he could feel it. he almost reaches out for joseph, just to see, but he manages to stop himself. it’ll only disappoint. he knows this. but he wishes. hopes. robert sighs, looks back up at joseph.
❛ looks better on you than it ever did on me, anyway. ❜
❝ there’s nowhere to go. there’s nowhere to go. ❞
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robert freezes in the doorway when joseph speaks, one hand still on the knob. his breath catches in his chest, he can't breathe. emotions whirl, surging within in him. anger wins out, burning under his skin, making his hand shake. he wishes joseph was WRONG. wishes he could turn around and bite back, could come up with some witty retort.
but he can't. because he knows. he knows that if he does, if he tries to leave right now, he'll be back within a week. joseph pulls him in like gravity, keeps pulling him back again and again. robert knows. he knows joseph will never be his. but it doesn't stop him from putting his heart out there. again and again.
so instead, he turns and stalks over to joseph, face full of fury. hands grip the tops of joseph's arms and YANK him closer. ❛ i hate you, ❜ he whispers before kissing him fiercely, all teeth and rage. joseph will probably have bruises in the morning but robert doesn't care. he doesn't, he doesn't, he doesn't. doesn't care that he tastes blood, doesn't care who's it is.
'i hate you.'