"And then what? It would have happened some other time. And she'd have walked off thinking she said the right thing. I mean, she still does, but just maybe she'll think about it." And she did say that she shouldn't have said it to Max at least. Which is... something. Not much, but something.
"Sometimes this crap is inevitable. Don't make it pleasant, but inevitable. It's just a right pain in the arse." Gently, they poke Max's shoulder. "But not no one's fault, so don't start thinking that."
A heavy sigh seeps out of him. Now, or sometime in the future... was this really always inevitable?
"I'll try not to. Right now it just... hurts a lot." And it's easier to be angry with himself than someone else but that's not right either. He knows that.
"I know." They kiss his brow, hugging him in tightly. "Means you care. But try not to think about it too much for now?" They know it's asking a lot, but there's not much that can be done until Lilith is ready to come to them, so it's best to try and put it aside.
"Okay," he says meekly. "I'll try." He will. Ultimately, there's nothing else he can do now.
He presses his weight into Rowan, grateful for their comfort, hopeful that he's as much comfort for them too. It must be just as hard for them, just as painful.
"Yeah, I'll be fine. It ain't... it's sad, and I was fucking pissed at her earlier, but. I dunno." They wish they could tell Max all of the truth, but Lilith being a werewolf isn't their truth to tell. As much as they hate keeping it from him, they promised. "I guess I'm disappointed in her more than anything else. Thought she knew better." They give a little shrug.
He nods in agreement. "Yeah. Yeah..." He can't seem to find more to say than that. Anything that won't lead to him wanting to apologize again, that is.
"God, fuck yes. Please." Rowan says, clinging to Max for a moment. Yes, that's exactly what they want, to curl up into him and just ignore the rest of the world for a while. It's so easy to do that with their face tucked into him, held safely in his strong arms, why would they want anything else?
...Actually, there's one other thing they'd like. Soft fingers wiggle against his hip, pulling his shirt out enough to dip under it, stroking round to the bottom button and playing with it. "Clothes off?" They add, hopefully.
There's no hesitation from Rowan as well, moving to start shucking their own clothes. As they do so, though, they stand up, pulling Max with them to the bedroom, so they can curl up together in bed, and just bask in one another's presence until Lucas joins them and they can pull him into the pile.
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Date: 2021-07-11 08:24 pm (UTC)"Sometimes this crap is inevitable. Don't make it pleasant, but inevitable. It's just a right pain in the arse." Gently, they poke Max's shoulder. "But not no one's fault, so don't start thinking that."
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Date: 2021-07-12 05:29 pm (UTC)"I'll try not to. Right now it just... hurts a lot." And it's easier to be angry with himself than someone else but that's not right either. He knows that.
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Date: 2021-07-16 08:20 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2021-07-20 09:28 pm (UTC)He presses his weight into Rowan, grateful for their comfort, hopeful that he's as much comfort for them too. It must be just as hard for them, just as painful.
"Are you going to be okay?"
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Date: 2021-07-21 07:30 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2021-07-22 05:07 pm (UTC)"Want to lay down and cuddle for a little while?"
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Date: 2021-07-23 07:08 pm (UTC)...Actually, there's one other thing they'd like. Soft fingers wiggle against his hip, pulling his shirt out enough to dip under it, stroking round to the bottom button and playing with it. "Clothes off?" They add, hopefully.
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Date: 2021-07-24 12:45 am (UTC)Shall we end here?
Date: 2021-07-26 08:40 pm (UTC)