Apr 19, 2019
“ when was the last time you slept? ” frankly, he doesn’t need an answer to that question, he knows his son all too well and reads the sign in the rumpled shirt (only on the back, not the front, which indicates a tense rest if he did ever fall into a prone position), the haphazard nature of his curls, and the way his eyes have that slightly wild, overdrawn look to them. he knows them well, because he’s seen them etched into his own skin once before. settling down beside him, he rests one hand on his back, stroking down it in gentle soothing motions.
“ hijo, you’ve got a good group of people around you. you’ve got me, and you don’t have to fight these battles alone. rest, it’s good for you last i checked. ” // @gotcompany