❛ it’s killing me to see you this way . ❜
❪ meme ❫ of monsters & men
❛❛ WHAT, roguishly handsome? it’s a fate that, as of yet, i’ve been unable to escape. ❜❜
laugh leaves his lips, well disguised as a COUGH – a direct result of too much smoke inhalation. the joke would have been wielded and delivered better by his brother. still, he GRASPS at straws, attempting to diffuse whatever tension hangs THICK between them. there isn’t one part of him that’s been left unchanged by this WORLD. a sideways glance in the mirror sparks CONFUSION deep within him ( he could have SWORN that he had left home this morning nineteen years old, but whoever looks back at him seems very much OLDER ). she’s right. it’s KILLING him, too. killing whoever it was that he USED to be, and making room for someone he’s not quite sure he can come to like.
& yet, there’s one thing that’s left of the boy that stopped being a boy earlier than he SHOULD have. it comes in the way he looks when he looks at her. he’s certain, in his mess of CONTRADICTORY thinking, that he can’t be truly gone for good when she REMAINS. in fact, it’s one of the driving FORCES that urges him onward – to fight the good fight and stay GOOD in the process. she deserves as much, and so does he.
his hand lifts hers into it, and he wastes no time in brushing his lips against her knuckles. he MIGHT have smiled – just a bit. ❛❛ s’alright, darling. ❜❜ translation : i’m alright – we’re alright. it’s certainly ENOUGH for another day.
