Warning: mention of death, vulgar language,triggers. No nsfw just angst
Word count: idk
The bandages covered him head to toe, it was almost a miracle that him and Logan survived. He looked down at the mask that Elais, Logan, and now he wore. He traced the skill pattern on it with a sigh, he hated this. He hated everything.
Hesh sighed and looked out the window onto the snowy landscape outside. He remembered how when he was a kid, his family would get up early and watch the snow fall. Now he was here without his family, and just filled with anger. He knew it wasn't healthy, but he couldn't help being filled with hatred; towards Rorke, himself, even Logan to some extent.
As he stared out the window, You came into his line of view, and he glanced to one side to watch you approach. His eyebrows bunched together, a scowl on his face as he noticed you. He wasn't in a friendly mood, and you were probably the last person he wanted to see right now.
"What do you want?" He asked, not looking away from the window. He didn't care how rude he was being, after all he was in no mood at all for conversation. He wanted to be alone, and you were ruining that.
You scoffed and folded your arms, a frown appearing on your face as you stared him down. You could tell that he was in a pretty bad mood so you weren’t about to take things lying down. "You could at least have a decent attitude when you talk to people, ya know," you said with a slight attitude.
"I'm not interested in being friendly to people right now," he said, his tone blunt as he kept his gaze straight ahead. "Leave me alone."
His answer was short but not rude, he was just being honest about the fact that he had no interest in speaking with you at all and you could see that.
He saw the tears beginning to form in your eyes and sighed. He felt a twinge of guilt at seeing that, he had no reason to take out his anger on you, but he couldn't help it. He hated people right now, so he just wanted to be left alone.
He continued to stare out the window, turning his head slightly to look at you and then back to the exterior again. "Just get out," he said in a flat tone.
“ It’s not your fault.”
He stayed silent for a moment before looking at you again. "You don't know what you're talking about," he said, his voice slightly harsher now since you were being kind enough to speak to him. "You didn't lose anyone, you don't know what it feels like," He knew it was harsh and he had no right to talk to you like this, but he couldn't shake the feeling of pure hatred and anger in his body.
You cross your arms and sigh. i did. Logan wasn’t just some friend. He’s was like a brother. You turn towards the door feeling guilt and shame in the environment, it felt like it was rotting. its just me and you hesh. There’s no one left but us. We have eachother to get things together but first. You pause and turn around with your eyebrows furrowed you need to get your shit together. You turn back around and walk towards the door
He felt his chest grow cold at your words, and he watched as you walked towards the door. He wanted to say something, anything, but he was stuck in his own mind; hating the world and himself. He looked down, not wanting you to see how he felt, but just as you were leaving he called out to you. "Wait," he said, his voice breaking ever so slightly.
I want this man to **** me until I cry like a f***ing baby but also until I ask for more I want this man either under me or on top of me. On addition to that I want to hear him moan and whine like a little **** and make him beg and moan for more. 🎀🥺
ANYWAYSSSS-
I’m taking requests from my pinned post (all about this user) DONT BE SHY!
