"You're scaring me, Adam." hey here's ur daily dose of angst
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The words hit his ears, and everything bleeds out of him. Slowly he takes a step back from David and looks at him before he shakily reaches for his coat.
“I need to go for a walk…” he manages to get out, barely pulling his coat on before he gets outside. Everything hurts. Everything burns. He is not the same man, and he realizes belatedly that that is terrifying to him too. Something happened to him after Panchaea(some people might call that PTSD).
There were so many missing pieces between the end and him waking up.
It was no reason to yell at David at the end of the day. He comes h o m e hours later, perhaps way too early in the morning. A part of him is thankful that the light in the bedroom is still on, another feels gut wrenching regret. He goes and showers first before he steps into the bed room to get his pajamas on.
He sits at the foot of the bed on his side with his back towards David to center himself as he runs his fingers through his wet hair. “I know that ‘sorry’ isn’t enough…” he whispers out shakily, and then loses the rest of the words. Standing again, Adam grabs his pillow and an extra blanket before heading out to the living room to settle down to sleep.
They’d talk in the morning.
