Apr 12, 2020
closed starter || @crimsxnsins || red and liam
his fingers tip-tip-tap a little rhythm against the side of his thigh as he waits-- it’s not so much the motion that acts as a comfort, but the idea of a song that keeps his heart rate low and the sweat forming on his brow to a subtle gleam that reads healthy rather than nearing palpitations. call him a bit of a wimp and he’ll say hell yeah, buddy right about now. one thing mason taught him, though, was that you don’t back down from scary situations. you embrace them. you learn a little. even if you piss yourself in the process.
the knock on the door is still firmer than he expected it to be--
“Hey, Liam, open up. It’s Red.”